Chapter 794 - 397: I... Grant You Power...

Chapter 794: Chapter 397: I... Grant You Power...

Roar, roar, roar...

The savage howls, the booming of magic, the war resounds throughout the battlefield accompanied by the wailing of blood and souls.

The war in the Underworld was supposed to be swift and crushing.

These powerful Abyss Lords could not stand against the entire onslaught of Hell alone, and their defeat was only a matter of time.

This was clear not only to Hell but also to the Abyss Lords themselves.

But this Flame Demon battlefield seemed somehow different.

The Abyss Lord opened the corresponding Abyssal Passage, and although an endless Abyssal army arrived in the Underworld, they were originally retreating step by step, seemingly on the brink of annihilation at any moment.

Yet now, the battlefield had strangely stabilized.

The high-tier battles remained unchanged, but on the mid and lower tiers, the Abyss managed to maintain a precarious balance under the assault of Hell’s army, never quite losing.

Even when some high-tier entities from Hell came down personally to destroy large Abyssal forces, after Hell pushed forward some distance, the pressure would reappear, slowly bringing them back into a stalemate.

"Mos, how long has it been? Our progress here is the slowest, even those devils who only like to play tricks have not wasted as much time as we have."

In a temporary fortress, a Fallen Angel exuding powerful extraordinary waves was somewhat impatient.

In Qiao Da’s eyes, there was no need to bother with this battlefield; they should just head straight for the enemy’s headquarters.

This war of attrition was meaningless and would even make His Excellency Siel dissatisfied.

This was something Qiao Da could not accept.

That was their God of the Fallen Angels.

And Fallen Angels were essentially a race transformed from Angels by Siel. Their faith in Siel was strong, fearing even the slightest negative emotion from God.

The Fallen Angel named Mos turned his head: "You? That Flame Demon does not know how many Magma Cores he has mastered, do you know what this means?"

Qiao Da was somewhat dismissive: "So what? It’s just Abyssal scum. What kind of storm can a guy who descended in person stir up?"

"Hmm, it can’t stir up a storm, then you be the vanguard." Mos nodded, agreeing in a mild tone.

Qiao Da: .....

He frowned, looking at Mos with some displeasure: "What do you mean?"

Mos shrugged: "Just what I said, I also think that scum can’t stir up a storm, so why don’t you go and deal with him?"

Qiao Da fell silent, looking at Mos with extreme dissatisfaction. If he could take out that Flame Demon by himself, he would have done so already, why wait until now?

Of course, Mos knew this, but this Flame Demon battlefield was becoming increasingly odd, and it made him uneasy.

And this arrogant guy complaining in his ear every day was making him a bit agitated.

Seeing that guy quiet down, he sighed: "Qiao Da, the war is still ongoing. We have a total of seven battlefields here, three of which have already been taken. Our progress is lagging behind others. If we ask for assistance from those guys now, think about how they will perceive us."

Qiao Da tilted his head slightly, saying unhappily: "Who said anything about asking for help? The last time that Flame Demon was worse off than us, if not for the Magma Core..."

"Then are you sure he doesn’t have any more Magma Cores? Flame Demons are exemplary in the Rule of Flame, the Magma Core gives them a substantial boost, and..."

Mos interrupted Qiao Da’s words, trying to speak calmly: "Haven’t you felt that this battlefield is particularly strange now?"

"Yesterday you acted personally, destroying ninety percent of the Abyssal creatures, but why didn’t you advance?"

Qiao Da remained silent because he sensed danger. Although not strong, it indeed was a danger, a... faintly lethal danger.

And as a strong one, he trusted his instincts....

"So what do we do now?"

"There might be more than one High-Tier Legendary on the Flame Demon’s side, leaving us with only two options."

"Which two?"

"The assistance I just mentioned..."

"What’s the other one?"

"You continue to the battlefield to draw the danger out."

Mos’s eyes flickered for a moment: "Danger, is only dangerous in the dark. As long as it can be exposed into the open, if it’s a hidden taboo or something higher and more bizarre, then everything here has nothing to do with us."

Qiao Da looked at him silently, thought for a long time, then nodded: "Alright."

For Fallen Angels, failure was not an option, unless faced with an insurmountable power, in which case their failure would be acceptable.

At least... regardless of the perspective, it wouldn’t be their fault.

And if the danger is just another High-Tier Legendary, once it appears, they would have fewer worries and could fight with all their strength as they did a few days ago.

At that point, it would either be death or victory.

The troop led by God, the arrogance of the Fallen Angels left them with no option of retreat.

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Flame Demon Domain, inside the volcano.

In elongated, white-cased giant cocoons, Abyssal Monsters are being expelled.

These monsters combined the madness of Abyssal Creatures but also fused some characteristics of the Insect Race. Upon emergence, they instantly entered a teleportation array, heading to deploy onto the battlefield.

The reason the Insect Race was destroyed by the New God was because it was too terrifying.

Top-tier Insect Hives were terrifying entities that even devoured worlds.

They were different from the Ancient Gods, who merely devoured the rules of a world, causing everything in that world to continue to decline, resulting in two possible outcomes.