Three sixth-rank demon lords in the air attacked the Devil Count.
They appeared unhurried, holding back their strength and keeping themselves from suffering overly severe injuries.
At the same time, they were in no rush to defeat their opponent.
All three of them harbored their own schemes.
But even so, as time passed, the Devil Count's injuries gradually piled up.
The three demon lords were not in a hurry, but in a three-on-one fight, the Devil Count could not endure forever.
As the Devil Viscounts below died one after another, their deathbed screams struck the Devil Count's heart like heavy hammers.
Days of consecutive battle had severely drained the Devil Count's strength.
He held a special scepter, the key to drawing upon the power of his territory.
The Devil Count's armor shattered again and again.
The greed in the eyes of the three sixth-rank demon lords around him grew ever thicker.
One demon lord flicked his long, slender tongue like a snake's forked tongue. "Hiss, hiss, hiss~"
"Stop resisting and surrender now. I guarantee I won't torture you!"
"Be good. Let me eat you, all right~"
He let out an evil laugh, yet his attacks remained vicious.
The Devil Count was already badly wounded. At this point, the three demon lords instead began to accelerate their assault.
Just in case.
What if?
If Hachiwote failed to react in time and they killed and ate this Devil Count now—
Then the power of the Abyss Will's blessing for this battle would descend upon them.
But clearly, their hopes could not be realized.
Because Hachiwote broke away from the battle below.
After killing six or seven Devil Viscounts, he began paying attention to the Devil Count's situation.
Watching the three demon lords exert themselves, Hachiwote chuckled softly. "What three idiots..."
"You think