Solam needed no one to remind him of the dangers of the Blood War. From the very beginning, he had never planned to fight alone. Unless he could be as ferocious as Demogorgon, an individual's bravery would not even raise a ripple on a battlefield of millions, or even tens of millions.
Solam's plan was simple: rely on a demon legion—a reliable demon legion!
Solam only had a rough outline for this so far and had not yet figured out the specifics. But one thing was certain: he needed a reliable logistical base, one that could replenish troops and equipment at any time.
The Forgotten Land was undoubtedly the best choice. It was conveniently located; any demon from the Lower Planes heading to the Blood War had to pass through the Forgotten Land. Here, Solam could not only draw upon the Forgotten Land's local resources, but also forcibly recruit demons on their way to the Blood War.
That way, he would never need to worry about manpower. At the same time, he had a uniquely favorable advantage: Gab Newell! Gab Newell could provide Solam with ample mortal slaves. Naturally, mortal slaves could offer Solam little help in combat.
But there was one thing demons could not do, while mortals were perfectly suited for it: forging all kinds of war machines. Whether personal weapons or siege engines, there was no point expecting much from demons with their chaotic nature. But mortals could do it! Their quality might not match that of devils, but they were still far better than demons themselves!
It was precisely for this reason that Solam had kept Gab Newell despite knowing he was no good, and had even put him in charge of the entire Forgotten Land. Otherwise, how could Solam have tolerated a treacherous bastard who