What a joke. Even the strongest being in Hell, the Power Demon King, couldn't do something like that, let alone Boss. That was over thirty Demon Kings.
Demon Kings had never been cabbages. Though some were stronger and some weaker, even the weakest had a baseline. They couldn't possibly become cannon fodder that got one-shot.
One Demon King taking on more than thirty Demon Kings alone? Heh, keep dreaming. If such a Demon King really existed, he could steamroll through Hell and become the Lord of Hell.
Andrew merely shrugged at everyone's disbelief, completely unconcerned. After all, he had the setting where no one believed him when he told the truth. He was long used to it.
After all these years of preparation, if Andrew went all out, he was indeed confident he could deal with over thirty Demon Kings. But he would probably have to use most of his trump cards, and that would be far too wasteful.
So, although Andrew was invincible, they would still play some strategy. It was more cost-effective. Uh, no, it saved trump cards.
"Alright, enough nonsense. Succubus Queen, go back and rest for a day. We'll begin the operation immediately and turn both the Nine-Headed Demon King Alliance and the Sandstorm Demon King Alliance into our own people."
Andrew said. To be honest, with the Succubus Queen around, many things became much more convenient. For example, if another Demon King kept inviting others over, it would definitely arouse suspicion.
But it was different when the Succubus Queen did the inviting. On one hand, the Demon Kings would sneak over. On the other, even if they were discovered, no one would suspect anything. They would merely wear knowing expressions that said men understood.
"Boss, leave the plan to me. But could I make one