Solam moved quickly. He set out the day after receiving the message. As usual, Angron was left behind to guard the home front. The four Sons of Solam naturally accompanied Solam, and he also took half of the army under his command.
This time, the primary target on the surface was the Abyssal Dragon, which did not require many people. Bringing too many would not be much use anyway. But the one cooperating with the Abyssal Dragon had a sizable army under his command. To deal with them, Solam truly had to prepare some troops.
This time, Solam and the others did not march via the River Styx. Instead, they carried out a massive teleportation!
Fat G set up a target point directly in the Forgotten Land, while both sides simultaneously conducted enormous rituals to open a passage directly connecting the two planes. Solam would then lead his army through it. Of course, it sounded simple enough, but the details involved were tedious as hell.
First, the cost of such a teleportation was truly enormous! Never mind the materials required for the teleportation itself—just the soul crystals alone were enough to make any demon lord weep with heartache.
Fat G had been forced into a corner as well. His situation had reached a critical point of life or death. The territory once belonging to the Executioner Makatula had already been completely occupied, and the enemy army was pressing down right on his head, ready to take his life at any moment.
That alone would have been manageable. After all, Fat G had been one of the Forgotten Land's three great powers for so many years. Whether in command or combat strength, he was not afraid of the enemy. But what truly kept him from eating or sleeping was that Abyssal