Chapter 1514 - 961: The New Demon Lords_3

Chapter 1514: Chapter 961: The New Demon Lords_3

As the most powerful presence in the room with the strongest background, holding the rank of a great demon under the Blood God, his words carry immense weight.

He paused, his four eyes sweeping over everyone, slowly adding.

"The Blood God has always been watching him."

When the name "Blood God" was mentioned, the chaotic atmosphere in the hall came to a sudden halt.

Balzac continued:

"In Kana’s world, the will of the Blood God suffered a heavy blow. If it weren’t for the Blood God being entangled by his arch-nemesis on another Blood Battle Battlefield, making it impossible to send more avatars, he would have personally descended here and crushed that arrogant ’Savior’ and his fortress into dust."

He lifted a giant hand covered with scales, pointing outside towards the direction of the Blood Pit Fortress.

"For this reason, on the 1121st layer, there will always be loyal followers of the Blood God taking turns to garrison. They monitor every move of Kana, gather intelligence on the Night Watcher, waiting for the right moment... or creating one."

In Balzac’s tone, there was a sense of mission and a hint of absolute obedience to a higher will.

"That’s why I am here."

The hall fell into a brief silence.

The Blood God’s prestigious name and the background represented by Balzac made Groller temporarily suppress his wild demeanor, the Soul Fire of Nekrom flickered unpredictably, Qinla’s smile deepened and became more dangerous, while Gratton let out a heavy growl of agreement.

Balzac took a step forward, his four arms crossing in front of him, his powerful suppression spreading like a tangible force, declaring:

"I take over the command of this battle. Do any of you have objections?"

As a demon under the Blood God, he was always involved in invading other worlds, so he himself was actually also subtly infected by Order.

For the sake of war, for the Blood God’s victory and the Abyss’s will, his actions became increasingly orderly and efficient.

His gaze, like a tangible blade, swept over the other four Lords.

Groller was the first to respond, his Giant Axe slammed down: "No! Lord Balzac! As long as it lets me be at the forefront, to behead the Night Watcher, the command is yours!"

He had long heard of the fame of the great demon under the Blood God, and to fight alongside such an existence, a bloody slaughter was assured.

Qinla lazily straightened up and gave a twisted yet graceful salute:

"It is my honor to serve you, Lord Balzac. I will let my children go deep into the battlefield to bring you the freshest intelligence and... a little ’surprise.’"

She specialized in actions in the shadows and mental infiltration.

Nekrom let out a displeased snort but eventually lowered his skull:

"...Hmph. Command? Suit yourself. I’ll provide spell support and a legion of skeletons. But don’t count on me to leave my laboratory for too long."

He chose the easiest compromise.

Moreover, he didn’t pay much attention to the other party.

Unless the Blood God personally came, this powerful demon couldn’t really do much to him.

Gratton used an even louder, warlike roar to express submission and agreement.

"Very well."

Balzac nodded in satisfaction, warlike flames igniting in his four molten lava eyes.

"Groller, your Frenzy Demon Legion will be the spear to pierce the Order’s defenses; I grant you the vanguard position!"

"Qinla, your intelligence and harassment are crucial, especially against that ’Blood Pit Fortress’ with its peculiar abilities. Find the weak point!"

"Nekrom, your undead magic and expendable troops are to create chaos and attrition at key moments."

"Gratton, your power will be the decisive Heavy Hammer to break the city; strike when it’s time to crush the enemy!"

He quickly assigned tasks, displaying a military acumen inconsistent with his title as the "Slaughter Demon."

Evidently, the Blood God sent him not just for his power.

"As for me..."

Balzac’s four eyes seemed to pierce through the fortress walls, locking onto the distant figure that he and the Blood God both are so keenly focused on.

"I look forward to it. I look forward to seeing how long those blades of Order known as ’Night Watchers’ can endure under my sword? I look forward to seeing what expression their ’Savior’ will have when he sees his fortress teetering in blood and fire?"

What he longed for was not just victory, but a direct and intense clash with the man who severely hindered the Blood God’s plans, and his prized power.

He came to this battlefield, once known as "dead water," just for this moment.

The chaotic Abyss pulsated more frantically, anticipating the impending storm.