Because within the domain of any Hell Lord, everything was controlled by its will. Unless one could destroy the entire Hell projection, it was difficult to harm its true body.
But the place they were in now was different.
This was a loophole, completely outside its control. That meant the two men's attacks would no longer be affected by the Hell projection and could strike directly at the Goat-Man Devil.
Two terrifying Hell Lord-level forces, one red and one white, intertwined as they shot into the sky toward the Goat-Man Devil's true body standing high above.
The black threads woven along their path were continuously torn apart. With every rupture came the faint sound of human wails, signifying the annihilation of a soul that had no idea what was happening and the deaths of innocent people collapsing to the ground.
But no one cared about any of that.
To them, humans were like livestock they raised. Trying to use a pile of chickens, ducks, cattle, and sheep to block an enemy's attack and weaken its force was nothing more than a fool's dream.
So what if more people died?
As long as the seeds remained, humanity could reproduce endlessly and expand rapidly. They had done this countless times over the ages.
Even if war reduced humanity to only tens of millions, it could swiftly grow back into billions.
Facing the attack while manipulating the Hell projection, the Goat-Man Devil did everything it could to block it. It stopped eighty percent of the power imbued with corruption and desire.
But just as it was about to block the rest completely, countless ghostly faces suddenly surfaced from within its body.
Those faces emerged abruptly from its legs, tugging at and hindering its movements.
At that instant, its body was disrupted, suffering an