Baator, First Floor.
It was unknown when a thick fog had begun to shroud this plane, and the onslaught of the demons had started two days ago already, continuing without a single pause to this day.
Outside the Bronze Citadel, the corpses of the demons had already piled up into mountains, and hundreds of thousands of demons had used dead bodies to level defensive fortifications one after another. The devils had urgently dispatched reinforcements from the rear, but they still appeared powerless when facing a demonic army of over three million that was still continuously growing. Only those Blood War Legions currently fighting in the Material Plane could hold Them back. Yet with the weakening of the Time of Troubles, the gods led by the Lord of Radiance also seemed to have perceived everything Soren was doing behind the scenes, and angels summoned from the Gate of Holy Light frantically stalled the main force of the devils while reinforcements from the Eladrin reached the Material Plane as well.
Now caught in a pincer attack, the devils bore immense pressure.
"Charge!"
"Make the Six-Armed Marilith formation rush in once more!"
More than a dozen Lesser Demon Lords commanded the advances from eight directions. Even though they had paid a tremendous, peerless casualty price, the enemies within the Bronze Citadel were already growing fewer and fewer.
The entire battle possessed no technique whatsoever to speak of.
A single low-tier devil was traded for ten low-tier demons, and a single high-tier devil was piled over by ten high-tier demons.
Even though the peak of the Bronze Citadel already hung with the corpses of more than a dozen Balors, the offensive of the demons still did not pause in the slightest. They attacked frantically and tirelessly, as if no death could halt Them. The