Because their ranks were so low that they couldn't understand what was going on between the two most powerful bosses in Baator Hell.

But Asmodeus had no intention of explaining. He just raised his glass and drank it down, then stared into Gramir's eyes and asked: "So when can I launch a full-scale attack to defeat the coalition forces of the good camp, and personally

Kill Zavkiel and occupy the entire Seventh Heaven Mountain?"

"Three hours later."

Gramiel gave a very precise time without thinking.

Her words instantly caused the expressions of several dimension lords to change drastically.

At this moment, no matter how stupid they were, they realized that it turned out that the devil's army was advancing slower and slower during this period, and the resistance they encountered became stronger and stronger. It turned out that the ninth level was behind it.

Maybe they have secretly reached a secret deal with those good factions that no one knows about.

But what puzzled them even more was that Asmodeus did not get angry after learning the truth, but chose to accept the result happily.

The complex entanglements of interests behind this, as well as the convoluted and confusing network of relationships, really make people feel a little unpredictable.

"very good!

Did you all hear that?

Get ready to go back to me immediately!

Three hours later, we launched an all-out attack in one go and completely defeated the last resistance of Seventh Heaven Mountain, achieving an unprecedented victory for the great evil.

remember!

When the time comes, if anyone dares to work without any effort, or wants to do it perfunctorily, I will not hesitate to remove him from all power and authority, and demote him to the lowest level of evil demon."

Asmodeus solemnly issued combat orders to everyone.

"clear!"

"Please rest assured that we will do our best to win this war!"

"Long live Baator Hell! Long live evil!"

"We will conquer the entire Heavenly Mountain! We will trample those weak and kind people under our feet!"

With waves of loyal cheers rising from the scene, the originally slow-paced battle between good and evil finally reached a crucial turning point.

But Asmodeus didn't have any expression on his face. Instead, he once again set his sights on Gramir, walked straight up to him and whispered in his ear: "Go and complete your final mission. I

I believe you are still in a hurry to meet a lot of people."

"As you wish, great Lord of Hell."

Gramir began to retreat slowly in an elegant and respectful manner, waiting for the distance to be more than ten meters before suddenly activating the teleportation magic and disappearing in place.

Feeling the slight spatial fluctuations in the air, Martinot then asked: "Master, could the ninth level be..."

Before he could finish his words, Asmodeus raised his hand and interrupted: "Well, that's what you think.

I am using Soth, and Soth is also using me.

To be precise, we are using each other.

I have to say, he is really the fastest growing alien I have ever seen.

In just a few years, he has climbed from a mere mortal to his current position.

My dear Martinot, keep your eyes open and watch.

See how our prince used this war to achieve his goals and how he achieved the final transcendence.

If he succeeds, he will be above everything else."

"Including you?"

The chief steward of the Lord of Hell's eyes widened as if he couldn't believe what his ears just heard.

Although he knew very well that with the ninth level expanding at an unimaginable speed over the years, Zuo Si seemed to have the confidence and attitude to be on an equal footing with the Lord of Hell.

But in his imagination, Baator Hell would at best be entering the era of dual politics.

As for any great devil or lord who could surpass the Lord of Hell, that was something he didn't even dare to think about.

"Well, yes, that includes me.

Because from the moment my will merged with the hell plane of Baator, the upper limit was already determined.

But Soth is different.

He was never bound by anything, and always kept his eyes fixed on the throne at the top that no one could touch.

Now, he is going to pick up this crown and crown himself.

And all I can do is use this general trend to complete a victory of evil over good."

After saying that, Asmodeus raised his hand and made a fist, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised with an extremely evil smile.

Although he knew very well that this victory would not last long, one victory was enough to establish his unshakable position in the evil camp.

From now on, when the whole universe talks about evil, the first thing that comes to mind will not be those evil gods with limited influence, let alone the chaotic demon lords in the abyss, but him, the king of hell who once occupied Heaven Mountain.

.

This alone is enough to give it a huge bonus to the power of the evil camp.

…

At the same time, the situation in the coalition forces of the good camp on the other side has undergone completely opposite changes.

To be precise, it was a steady stream of bad news.

"Damn it! What's going on? Why did those thorn-loving tribes suddenly withdraw their troops? What on earth do they want to do?"

Zafkiel, the representative of the will of the Seventh Heaven Mountain plane, roared with rage, and the huge sound continued to reverberate in the white and sacred palace.

Although one is from the chaotic camp and the other is from the lawful camp, the relationship between the Aithorn Clan and the Archon Clan has never been good.

But after all, both parties are part of the Chongshan camp, and they can still reach an agreement when it comes to the interests of the entire good camp.

Some time ago, the two sides formed a coalition to jointly resist the invasion of the evil army. This is the best example.

In those brutal tug-of-wars, the opponent's losses were no less than those of the Archon Protoss fighting locally.

But now the opponent actually retreated without any warning, leaving the entire left defense line completely empty.

I can’t figure it out!

not understand!

I don’t even understand!

Although the Aithorn Celestial Tribe often thinks up and down due to their chaotic nature, now this is obviously a huge suspicion of betrayal.

Zafkiel even began to suspect that the Lord of Hell had deceived the leader of the Aithorn Clan with his eloquence and trickery.

"Sorry, I don't know exactly what happened. Not only them, but also the coalition of elves and gods chose to retreat temporarily. The reason they gave was that their country was attacked from the ninth level of Baator Hell.

.”

The sixth level of Heavenly Mountain - The ruler of Jova, Sietir, gave an explanation with a look of helplessness.

I have to say that this excuse is so perfect that no one can find anything wrong with it at all.

Since the war between good and evil broke out, everyone has understood that the ninth level of Baator Hell, which has never made any move, is the key force that has the ability to determine the future direction.

When Zuo Si began to meet his end, no good god or even the pantheon dared to take it lightly.

So it's absolutely normal for them to move the troops back.

But the question is why the Ninth Level did not take action even though it had countless better opportunities to intervene, and even privately sold advanced weapons and equipment to itself through various channels to maintain balance, but it ended up at this moment.

"Is there any movement over there in Asmodeus?"

Zafkiel suppressed his anger with a cold face and continued to ask.

"certainly.

How could the cunning Lord of Hell let go of such an opportunity?

We have observed that the demon army is beginning to become restless, and it is estimated that a full-scale attack will be launched in a few hours at most.

It is basically impossible to withstand this with our current military strength.

The most important thing is that once we are defeated or even annihilated here, the entire Seventh Heaven Mountain will fall.

I think you should know what this means."

Raziel's ruby-like eyes burst out with light like fire.

There is a blazing sacred flame above the head of this ruler of the fifth level, and his whole person shows a color combination of golden red and snow-white, giving people a passionate and stern feeling.

Different from rulers at other levels, he is one of the few rulers with a fiery temper among the Seven Firemen of Heaven. He is full of strong anger and hatred for evil, slavery and tyranny. He is a typical representative who would rather bend than bend.

Looking at this comrade who had been with him for who knows how many centuries, Zafkiel nodded slightly: "You don't need to remind me, I know how serious the consequences of defeat are.

But the problem is that we have no retreat, and there is no other plan except to fight to the death.

Tell me, are any of you afraid of sacrifice and death?
To be continued...