Chapter 73: Demon Legion! Third Update
The war in the Bottomless Abyss is truly endless.
When Soren still hadn’t remembered to count the demons in his army to request reinforcements for the lost troops the next day, he heard the news of the blood war breaking out. Strangely, he didn’t feel any surprise at all; it was as if he subconsciously thought this was only natural.
This attitude is simply baffling!
War, war, war.
Since Soren arrived in the Bottomless Abyss, the battles he experienced never stopped. Just as the war against the King of Werewolves, Yenogu, had ended, the revenge army from the other side arrived in no time. After barely defeating the King of Werewolves, Yenogu’s troops, and gaining a moment to catch his breath, he was soon commanded from above for the entire Succubus Legion in the Iron Fortress to participate in the Abyssal Blood War. This order could not be disobeyed, for the Abyssal Blood War is the most crucial battle; once the order was given, they must all participate.
No matter how many troops they have left, those who dare not participate will face terrible punishment!
It was not yet dawn.
The Succubus Legion began a large-scale recruitment of cannon fodder, regardless of quality. Even newly ascended Coward Demons were needed; in the blood war of the Bottomless Abyss, it often involved hundreds of thousands or even millions of demon armies. Having just experienced a battle, they certainly couldn’t be on the front lines, so adding more cannon fodder was beneficial to boost the numbers.
The order for this blood war was personally issued by the Succubus Queen, Mikanxute!
On the first level of the Bottomless Abyss, the Ten Thousand Abyss Plains, the Queen’s two daughters would also join the battle, while the Radiant Nun would lead a massive demon army to besiege a blood war fortress seized by demons.
It was rumored that the demons were brewing some schemes again, and their task was to destroy the power of the demons before their plans came to fruition.
Wars came one after another.
This endless battle seemed to have no end in sight, and no one could guarantee that they would always be the last one standing. Everyone has a day when their luck runs out.
That’s why the Demon Lords would not personally participate in the blood war, because dying in the blood war means truly dying!
There was no way to resurrect.
Whether it’s a Demon Lord or a Demon Duke, they rarely participate directly in the blood war; dying in the blood war means permanent death, and no powerful being is willing to test such risks lightly.
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The large and unwieldy army took two days to arrive at the battlefield.
On the way, many low-level demons fell behind, but soon new cannon fodder was forcibly conscripted. A third of the low-level demons under Soren secretly ran away, but some were quickly replenished. Even cruel punishment couldn’t stop these low-level demons from wanting to escape the Abyssal Blood War; fear drove them to seize any opportunity to flee. It wasn’t just Soren’s demon army; even the armies of other high-level demon commanders faced the same situation.
Even the mid-level Frenzied Combat Demons seemed a bit listless, as if they lacked the excitement of finally engaging the King of Werewolves, Yenogu.
Even these goofballs, who enjoyed rushing recklessly on the battlefield, were not optimistic, showing just how terrifying the blood war truly was.
The Succubus Legion arrived.
The massive demon army converged on a plain. Before them stood a magnificent blood war fortress.
The Succubus Queen, the King of Werewolves, the King of Minotaurs, the Faceless Lord, the Undead Lord…
One by one, the armies of the Demon Lords began to gather, and the number of demons reached a terrifying scale of nearly a million. However, Soren seemed to notice something that sent chills down his spine!
The demons didn’t bring many supplies.
Combining all the supplies for the demon armies, it was likely that it wouldn’t even support two hundred thousand, meaning that in the upcoming battle, the gathered demon forces might lose more than half their numbers!
It was simply ruthless.
Even the distribution of logistical supplies was telling Soren how terrible the casualties would be in the upcoming battle.
The first day was very quiet.
But when the second day came, war broke out.
The massive demon army gradually approached the blood war fortress before them, with gleaming war machines in sight. The demons were well-equipped, possessing a vast number of factories in the Hell of Bartok.
The first line of cannon fodder consisted of low-level undead.
The second line had low-level demons.
The third line comprised mid-low level demons and undead.
The demon army directly set up a strategy for a cannon fodder consumption war. They were simply sending people to the slaughter, relying on their overwhelming numbers to exhaust the enemy’s combat power first.
Having just gone through two battles, the Succubus Legion under Soren had suffered severe casualties.
Thus, they did not participate in the first battle, allowing Soren the opportunity to observe the enemy. After all, this time they were up against the cunning demons.
Many demon lords temporarily set aside their hatred.
On the other side of the battlefield, the werewolf army had to collaborate with other demon lords due to the outbreak of the blood war.
Soren thought this would be a difficult siege!
But he was mistaken.
When the demon army gathered outside the blood war fortress, what happened before his eyes nearly overturned his previous understanding. The heavy steel gates of the fortress actually opened, revealing waves of elite demons streaming out, disciplined and swift, forming a line outside the fortress at a speed unimaginable to the demons.
A difference of more than ten times in numbers!
The Demon Legion, facing an enemy force more than ten times their own, chose to engage in an open field battle outside the fortress!
To strike ten for one.
What gave the demons such confidence that they would dare to abandon the fortified fortress and engage in a head-on battle against a tenfold enemy?!
No wonder the demons retreated step by step in the blood war.
From the Hell of Bartok all the way back to their own territory, just based on the morale witnessed right now, the two sides were clearly not on the same level.
Demons have always been against armies of several times or even dozens of times their size.
As long as they are not overwhelmed by the enormous demon armies, their morale might just rise little by little!
Now.
Against enemies surpassing them tenfold, they were unfazed. Damn, under such circumstances, they still dared to march out of the city to challenge? Soren was genuinely worried about the upcoming battle.
Should he look for an opportunity to flee?
From Soren’s understanding of demons, they absolutely wouldn’t do such a thing without a seventy or eighty percent chance of victory.
The battle was about to break out!
However, Soren was already looking for his escape route; he couldn’t influence this level of battle much, and it wasn’t worth risking his life in the blood war.
There were likely many demons sharing his thoughts!
……………… (To Be Continued ~^~)
