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Chapter 759

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A friend's friend might not be a friend, but an enemy's enemy would easily become an ally.

Today's encounter proved this fact once again.

In the past, the devils had been inferior to the demons of the Endless Abyss in terms of overall combat strength. However, the Main God level existences Camiltias, Lord of Despair Heimor, and Lord of Desire Sarwenstan were on the same side, and the devils became one of the strongest mega factions in the lower planes.

The devils relied on "Order within Chaos" to have such a unique social structure. They were also strangely militarized and corporatized. Although they had many flaws, they were able to use 30% of their combat strength due to their excellent organization and strategic abilities. They also had many tricks up their sleeves. In many aspects, at least in the eyes of the world, the devils were on equal footing with the demons.

Actually, the biggest headache for the devils back then was that Death God Aillé faintly supported the devils. This made it so that no Main God would be willing to completely antagonize the devils.

However, some things had completely changed.

The nine Devil Lords were all famous sources of evil in all the planes. But now, two of the Main God level existences had actually joined the Hades Faction, taking another Devil Lord with them. Plus, the Queen of Temptations had betrayed them both. The devils now only had one Main God level Devil Lord, Sarwenstan, and four lower-level Devil Lords left.

One year ago, the Lord of Curses, Lasnina, had been completely sealed away by Roland. She had lost yet another Devil Lord. Then, Cavendish had killed off another Devil Lord. Things couldn't get any worse.

The previous nine Devil Lords had been the peak faction of three Main Gods. Now, there were only three Devil Lords left. It just so happened that the devils lacked one … cough, cough, I meant that there wasn't even enough for them to defend their own shrinking territory.

If it wasn't for the fact that the Holy War coincided with the mortal plane and that everyone's attention was focused on it, it was likely that the devils would have already been destroyed by the demons and Evil Gods. In the lower planes, being weak was a sin. If the weak occupied the richest territory and plane, who else would be destroyed?

In many people's eyes, the devils' decline was inevitable after losing more than half of their core and higher-ups. Perhaps the devils' final outcome would be to give up some additional territory and occupy a lower plane, no different from other Evil Gods and Demon Lords.

How could Sarwenstan, the only remaining Devil Lord, accept such an ending?

"Very good. Considering our similar positions, I believe we can get along very well."

In terms of appearance, Sarwenstan didn't look like a demon. Instead, he looked like a dragon.

Now that he was in the mortal plane, although he had already shrunk in size, he was still more than 30 meters tall, which was impossible to hide. From afar, he looked like a gigantic two-headed dragon shrouded in shadows, but in reality, Sarwenstan had three heads.

Two dragon heads. The black one breathed in and out light green flames, while the white one breathed in and out black frost. The one who truly made the decision and thought was the black human figure between the two dragon heads.

It was a shadow formed by a mass of shadows. It did not have a face, and its body could not be seen clearly. However, there was a crown formed by shadows on its forehead, and all the sounds came from it.

With such an appearance, people would naturally say that he used to be a Dragon, but perhaps even the most ancient Primordial Dragon hadn't lived as long as this Primordial Devil, so it was impossible to find out his origins.

Currently, Sarwenstan's two dragon heads were laughing uproariously. Just his frighteningly loud voice was enough to cause the pitiful skeleton servants to collapse.

Shupnus seemed quite tiny in front of Sarwenstan, but nobody would ignore him.

Around them, liches and liches were currently making minor adjustments to the teleportation portals to the Undead Planes. Teleportation portals that were restricted from the Undead Planes were meaningless to begin with. Now, they were being adjusted to be more suitable for the lower planes.

In the Soul-Summoning Towers around them, numerous living beings were being sacrificed as they screamed in pain. Their souls would be used to activate the teleportation portals.

Unlike Roland's expectations, Shupnus didn't take Anne with him to have a disagreement with the other Undead Emperors. Rather, Shupnus had a huge argument with Sandro, who came to talk to him. The other Undead Emperors simply went their separate ways.

That's right, this included Anne, who had been with Shupnus for a long time.

Apart from Roland and Harloys, Anne was probably the Undead Emperor with the least experience in the entire world. All she desired was to harvest enough souls and flesh to create her own Undead Country in order to satisfy her research and daily needs.

Originally, she was quite close to Shupnus, who had been boasting about fighting his way all the way to San Antonio. However, in the previous major victory, Anne had harvested 500,000 souls by herself.

Alright then, there was no need to explain what happened afterwards. In order to avoid having to spit out everything he had just eaten, Shupnus shamelessly took the "money" and ran away.

With Sandro's assistance, a large number of corpses and souls were sent to Anne's Plane of Darkness. Anne then unhesitatingly returned to her home in satisfaction.

She had been intending to make a quick profit and then run away. Now, not only had she achieved her goal, she could even avoid the humans' revenge attacks. What was there to hesitate about?

Since they had a falling out, Sandro and the undead led the army west into the sea to directly cause trouble for the ogres. It was impossible for Shupnus to stop them since he was alone.

Only the pitiful Shupnus was left. Since he had a falling out with the other Undead Emperors, the Desecration Plane was cut off from Asolivis. Shupnus wouldn't be able to send any more troops over even if he wanted to. Not to mention that a certain someone had shamelessly run away with his "spoils of war" … Shupnus really didn't have any troops he could use.

"You're all so short-sighted, foolish, and cowardly. Are you satisfied just like that? I'm ashamed to be associated with you. "

After successfully chasing away the other Undead Emperors, Shupnus was forced to personally act due to his lack of troops. However, he still wasn't able to achieve a sufficient victory, so he was forced to use his backup plan.

His choices were actually quite limited. Only the residents of the lower planes would be able to form a long-term alliance with the undead. Shupnus was quite familiar with the demons' personalities. It would be easier to invite a God than to send a God over. No matter how the situation developed, the final result would likely be scorched earth and ruins. This would conflict with his ambitious goal of creating a country of the undead.

In the end, Shupnus could only contact the devils, who were also in a difficult situation. At the very least, they could communicate and form a contract with each other. Not only did he receive a response, the Devil Main God even personally came to visit him.

Shupnus was rather unwilling to accept this as he watched the devils walk out of the Dimensional Door.

He knew that once the devils here surpassed the undead in both numbers and combat strength, he would naturally lose his authority. However, the humans' allied armies were right in front of him, and he was unable to back down.

A tremendous number of captives were slaughtered and turned into sacrifices for the Dimensional Door. The smell of blood was nauseating, but Sarwenstan was quite satisfied. He had waited far too long for this opportunity.

At this moment, Asolivis was greeted by an old-fashioned ghost horse.

As for me, I felt like things were becoming more and more difficult to deal with as I watched the devils flying in the sky.

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