"Someone will deal with the Void Demoness. You don't need to worry. As long as she dares show herself, she's dead. This time, I won't hold back. Just complete your mission and stay out of everything else."
Scar said no more, and the female commander did not dare ask further. She focused on absorbing Negative Aura to increase her strength.
Unlike the King of Negativity and the Lord of Chaos, the four in Hell were arguing fiercely over deploying troops.
The four were the Demons of the Losers Alliance: Chthon, Death, Set, and Demon. They were arguing because all of them wanted to pull Demon Army forces from the front lines to participate in this war.
"Don't forget, the fighting on the front lines has never stopped. If all four of us pull Demon Army troops at the same time, there will only be one result—the front lines will suffer a crushing defeat."
Demon shouted, "That is absolutely unacceptable."
"Demon, you have a point. In that case, none of the four of us will draw troops from the front lines. That way, there won't be a problem."
Death said hypocritically. Demon shook his head. "All four of us drawing troops is unacceptable, but if it's just me, there won't be a problem."
"Why can you do it while we can't?"
Set sneered. Demon snapped, "Because this is my territory, not yours. The Demon Army belongs to me.
"Chthon, Set, Death, you all have your own forces on Earth. Stop trying to take advantage of me all day long. For this catastrophe, deploy your own troops."
"You have your own forces on Earth as well. Why aren't you deploying them?"
Chthon said, "Also, the Demon Alliance doesn't belong to you alone. We, along with the other Demon Kings, all have a