The Scarred Star System had reformed into a new Hell.
This news had long been spread among the demons who had survived the previous Hell Burial. It was a shocking news, especially for those demons who had to leave the Distorted Nether to survive. It was even better news.
In the past, Hell was not that big. It was only limited to a planet slightly bigger than Earth. It was considered a subsidiary dimension of the present world. It was mixed with intertwined forces. In such a place, the number of demons and devils that could be nurtured was limited. And the excess would be consumed!
This was also one of the reasons why Hell was never peaceful. It was always thinking of ways to invade the various dimensions and start wars. For example, the famous Abyss Blood War between demons and demons was also to curb the population of Hell. Of course, there was a deeper reason for this war that had not stopped until now. There was no need to go into detail here.
Under such an environment, in Hell's ecosystem, it was decided that only the strongest, the most capable, and the most cunning demons and devils would have the right to live and better lives.
For example, the Dreadlords and Succubi who relied on their brains to survive, and the Lords of the Abyss and Hezrou who relied on their bodies to survive.
Like the Glabrezu, a race that specialized in mental magic, they were doing very badly. Every lord needed them, but every lord did not need too many of them. The Glabrezu's combat ability was not bad, but compared to those bastards who specialized in combat, they were too weak.
This caused the Glabrezu race to be inferior to the top, but superior to the bottom. They were in a very awkward position in Hell. And there were many other races like the Glabrezu in Hell … as many as the stars in the sky.
But now, the thing that had been worrying the leaders of the various races finally took a turn. After the old Hell was destroyed, the Tyrant led the remaining demons to rebuild a new Hell. An entire star system was thrown into the Distorted Nether, causing the area of Hell to expand by a thousand times.
Even though it was a galaxy that could not be any smaller, even though most of the planets within were uninhabited, even though the demons that had yet to develop their own interstellar travel system could only rely on the most primitive planetary portals to travel back and forth, even though the newborn Hell might still need hundreds of years to perfectly integrate into the system of the Distorted Void.
Even though there were all sorts of shortcomings, they were all negligible in the face of the only advantage it had. Hell had become so vast that it was enough to give every race an entire planet. They would no longer have to worry about the extra population being sent to their deaths. All of the larvae would be able to reproduce healthily, and their own race would prosper bit by bit. In the New Hell, the old order would be broken. Every race would have more say in the world. Was there a more perfect era than this?
Of course, all of this required the approval of the new King of Hell. Now, the Glabrezu was finally the Glabrezu. How could they not be overjoyed?
"High Priestess Ayesha, the council members are moving!"
A general with a dusty face ran out of the teleportation beam. Judging from the smell of gunpowder on his body, he should have been a frontline commander. He ran into the high priest's golden palace and said to the expressionless high priest, "Let's go!"
"Your ship is ready. We will send you to the Yorko Kingdom. You can't stay here any longer!"
"Shut up!"
The high priestess scolded. "The soldiers are still resisting the invasion, and you want me to escape?! You are not fit to be a general! Randt! The guillotine is where you should be! "
"I just … I just …"
The general did not know how to answer the question. Wasn't it a secret mission that the high priestess had given him to prepare the Ark of Refuge in advance?
The High Priest's eyes flashed with a cold light as he looked at the rash general who was hesitating on the spot.
Idiot, don't you know how to say something nice and persuade me to leave this dangerous place?
The two maintained this awkward atmosphere for more than ten seconds. High Priestess Ayesha could not stand it anymore. She asked loudly, "What's the situation at the frontline?"
Hearing this, General Randt hurriedly replied.
"Very bad! The demon army has increased by 500% in three days! More than 30 large portals are erected in the abandoned cities at the border. Every hour, more than 100,000 demons will join the battle. What's worse is that the sky has been sealed by them, and a large number of Interstellar Pirates have joined their side. As soon as our remote-controlled battleships take off, they will be shot down by those damn vultures! "
"Interstellar Pirates?"
The high priestess of King Planet showed a disgusted expression. "Those rude criminals were bought by the demons? How much did the demons pay them? We will pay double! Bring those damn bastards here and let them help us fight the demons! "
"I … I'm afraid we can't do that."
General Reid swallowed his saliva with difficulty. "According to the captives we captured, the leader of the demons promised them that if we take down the Sovereign King Planet, they would get two-thirds of all the valuables … We can't come up with a bigger bargaining chip than this."
Just as the high priestess and her barbarian generals were working hard for the country, outside the "border" where King Planet had not fallen, the demons' attack did not stop for even a second.
The soldiers of King Planet were a very special existence in the universe. Due to King Planet's highly advanced remote-control technology, their soldiers were used to staying in the control room and remotely controlling the ships to attack. The scene was not much different from playing a game. The Great Triangular Galaxy had been peaceful for many years. Even the Interstellar Pirates would not rashly launch an invasion. Therefore, the quality of these "professional soldiers" was not to be underestimated.
In the beginning, many people treated fighting demons as a game. After all, there were not many demons at that time, and most of them were cannon fodder like demon imps, hellhounds, or low-level demon guards. Their remote-controlled battleships could wipe out a large area with a sweep of a wave, so at that time, even the generals thought that it was just an accident.
However, in less than three days, with the addition of a large number of high-level demons to the battlefield, the situation on Sovereign King Planet changed drastically. Especially after the cunning Glabrezu and the Interstellar Pirates colluded together, Sovereign King Planet was faced with the worst situation.
Outside the golden defense belt, tens of thousands of demons were on standby. Tall demon guards formed the vanguard of this demon army. These strong demons more than three meters tall wore sharp helmets and held long-handled weapons stained with magic energy. Behind them were even taller Doomsday Guards. These high-level demons held large swords and were surrounded by the Aura of Fear. They were arranged in a military formation, making people feel shaken just by looking at them.
And at the back were the demon warlocks who specialized in magic and the Dreadfiend army floating in the sky. The demon bat knights formed a formation and flew back and forth in the sky, spraying the foul venom in their hands into the empty city. Each of those huge Nether Dragons was a moving war fortress. Their terrible breath was extremely dangerous even to starships.
In front of this demon army, the resurrected corpses were driven to attack the 50-meter-high steel wall. The remote-control rapid-fire cannons on the wall that were still intact were firing wildly under the control of the soldiers inside. Below the wall, the densely packed corpses were enough to make any normal person unable to sleep for several days after seeing them.
"Hold on here!"
The commander of the Monarch Planet defense line shouted to the soldiers who were operating the remote-control weapons in the command room. "There is no danger behind us to defend. Once this place falls, these demons will be able to drive straight into Monarch City. We are the last hope of this planet!"
Although the commander who was dressed in a serious suit had a determined look on his face, there was still a touch of fear in his heart. Seeing that the demons were about to launch an attack, but the highest defense general of this defense line, Rend, still had not returned. Could it be …
"The demons are moving!"
The sentinel who was in charge of controlling the monitor shouted. The next moment, the rapid-fire cannons on the wall did not need the commander's order. They raised their muzzles and began to pour energy on the slowly advancing demon army. The seven Lords of the Abyss who were leading the demons raised their halberds at the same time. More than 40 huge meteors fell from the sky, dragging dark clouds behind them. The meteors were all locked on the top of the city wall in front of them.
"Put up the shield! Put up the shield! "
Boom!
As soon as the golden energy shield was raised, the summoned meteor smashed into it, creating a shattering energy wave. It was truly terrifying.
The commander of the frontline had no time to think about General Rend's desertion. He subconsciously took over the command. A huge war projection rose in front of the staff officers. The unknown commander gave orders while discussing the battle situation with the staff officers.
"We can seize the opponent's air supremacy! The demons' flying dragons and demon bats have no advantage in front of our assault ships! "
A few minutes later, the commander gave the most important order. "Very good! All remote-control assault ships, rise into the sky. I need to clear the sky. We will launch a surprise attack from the sky, like Monarch Planet! "
Swoosh! Swoosh!
The 50 cabins of the giant fortress opened at the same time. Hundreds of thousands of remote-control unmanned assault ships rose into the sky. These assault ships were very small, only one-fifth the size of a normal assault ship. As they did not need to carry people, they were basically composed of an assault system and a weapon system. They had already achieved assembly line production on Monarch Planet. This was the last trump card that allowed the fortress to hold on.
However, in the instant that the drones took off, the coordinates of the warp portal suddenly flashed in the skies above the Fortress. The Fortress Commander looked up abruptly, his face glinting with deep despair. A large fleet's positioning teleportation tore through space, projecting dark stars, and then thousands of privateers appeared above the Sovereign Fortress.
Before the remote-control fleet of Monarch Planet could spread out, they were locked on by more than a dozen huge plasma cannons. In the flaming explosion that lit up the sky, the fortress commander's face turned pale.
The voice of Starka, the Interstellar Pirate Lord of the Great Triangle Galaxy, spread across the sky in the next moment.
"Pirates, rejoice! We are hired by the Overlord … Brothers, the wealth of this planet belongs to us!!! "
At the back of the demon army, Saber sat on a white bone throne that was carried by four Abyssal Lords. He hugged his scythe and narrowed his eyes as he looked at the battle ahead. He turned his head and said to the leader of the Charmed Demons, who was walking below him.
"Send a messenger to tell the soldiers … to surrender! I will spare them and their civilians because of this. I don't want their lives … Enough people have died on this planet. "
"What if he refuses? Respected Overlord. "
The leader of the Charmed Demons asked subconsciously. Then, he saw Saber closing his eyes and leaning against the throne as if he did not hear the question at all. So, the demon leader knew that he had asked a stupid question.
Thirty minutes later, the gates of the Sovereign Fortress opened slowly. The Fortress Commander led the way with a gloomy expression. Under the 'escort' of the Devils, he walked to the Overlord's throne. He lowered his head and presented the Commander's Sword to the Overlord. Seiber didn't accept the weapon. Instead, he noticed the military rank of the Overlord and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Where is your general? Is he hiding somewhere and planning to fake his surrender? "
As soon as he said this, more than thirty weapons were instantly aimed at the commander. The latter was so angry that his golden skin shone with an angry luster. He roared hoarsely.
"Randt ran away! He ran away with the high priest and the Supreme Council! They threw their people and soldiers to the demons! Those bastards! They betrayed us! "
"We've been betrayed!"
Saber looked at the angry commander in front of him and a mysterious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He stretched out his hand and took a syringe that was surging with dark green liquid from the Dreadlord beside him. He then threw it at the feet of the commander.
He looked at him and said softly,
"So … do you want revenge? Do you want to be a king? Do you want those who betrayed you to be sent to the gallows? My demon army will help you fulfill your wish. You can use all your ideas to change this deformed world … No one will restrict you! "
The commander's face changed. He wanted to say no! However, he did not notice that behind Saber's throne, two Dreadlords were laughing sinisterly and casting Mind Temptation on him. So, after a few minutes of struggle, he looked at Saber and said in a deep voice,
"So, what's the price?"
Saber shrugged. The latter's gaze fell on the test tube at his feet. He squatted down and held it in his hand, feeling the heat of the boiling demon blood. Finally, the test tube was crushed …
"Ahhh!"
Looking at the struggling body of the commander in front of him, Saber's eyes lit up. He looked at him as if he was looking at a treasure.
"Go! Go … follow your heart and destroy everything. Then, for us, open up a … second front in the stars! "
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