But in truth, it was all Charles's disguise.
Although his wizard tower had only one elemental plane core,
it did not lack energy.
The intelligence in the devils' hands was all false. They believed Charles relied on the magical power of the volcanic lava below.
But in truth, Charles relied on the Fire Elemental Plane.
And the periodic sorcerous bombardments all relied on the accumulated volcanic magic.
That, too, was an illusion Charles had created.
Now, the battle between the low- and mid-level demons continued. Charles had been steadily cultivating Intermediate Demons, Greater Demons, and even Great Demons.
The massive casualties on both sides rapidly gave rise to more powerful demons.
By now, Charles had come to terms with it.
Standing atop his wizard tower, he showed not the slightest sign of tension.
At his side, Delis gently massaged Charles and asked, "Charles, why don't you seem worried at all?"
Charles smiled. "Worried? What do I have to worry about?"
Delis asked curiously, "What if the devils keep besieging us and we can't hold them off?"
Hearing this, Charles pulled Delis into his arms and caressed her soft body.
Delis had now advanced to become a fourth-rank Succubus. Her charm and abilities had become even more astonishing.
Charles often sparred with Delis.
Charles stroked her fair thigh. Delis understood his preferences all too well; after this advancement, she had adjusted herself entirely according to his tastes.
Faced with Delis's question, Charles laughed loudly. "You've all forgotten something important."
"I'm not a pure demon. If I can't win, I'll just run!"
"I have the wizard tower. As long as I lose my authority and am no longer sixth-rank, I'll prepare to flee at any moment."
"When the time comes, I'll load the Greater Demons and Intermediate Demons willing to leave with