The final close-quarters clash had begun. This would decide the outcome of the entire war. Whoever won this final contest would claim victory!
Most demon battles followed this pattern: the cannon fodder charged first, then the mid-ranking demons took over once the fodder was spent, and finally the high-ranking demons went to war to determine the overall victor. At that point, the demon leaders on both sides generally had two choices.
The first was, naturally, to charge in recklessly!
If they held the advantage, the demon lords would lead their high-ranking demons to beat the drowning dogs and try to wipe them out completely. As had been emphasized before, it was not actually difficult for demons to develop their forces. They did not need to farm land or recruit troops like those on the Material Plane. If they wanted something, they simply went out into the Abyssal wilderness and captured it. There were countless wandering demons out there.
And when they did not hold the advantage, charging in recklessly was their last hope of turning things around. As long as they could take down the opposing leader at the final moment, a great reversal would follow.
The second choice was to run for it!
Demons had no sense of honor. In their eyes, fleeing was nothing shameful. As the saying went, where there's life, there's hope.
Now, the King of Locusts had to make that choice.
As the four Sons of Solam led fresh demon forces into battle, the scales of war slowly began tilting toward Solam's side. Meanwhile, the Balor and Marilith troops Tukakura had placed such high hopes on failed to bring him the victory he wanted. Instead, they gradually fell into a disadvantage amid the melee between the high-end combatants.
This was completely beyond Tukakura's expectations.
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