For some marquises, even if they had no intention of Backstabbing the Dark General for the time being,
once their strength grew too great, they would gradually draw the Dark Demon General's wariness, perhaps even become targets.
They would be assigned the most dangerous battlefields, their combat power worn away.
For the powerful devil marquises within the Demon Army, reaching this point meant death if they failed to advance.
If Huo Ling could kill Qibos, then when he later moved against other Dark Generals, he would certainly find it easier to gain the support of the army's marquises.
After weighing the gains and losses in his heart, Huo Ling nodded. "Sali's idea is good."
"You three, go prepare an investigation report, then draw up a plan to take down Qibos. Submit them to me for review after a while."
"Yes! My lord, this servant will surely handle everything!"
"This servant too. I have long been researching this!"
"My lord, this servant will submit it to you at the earliest opportunity!"
Under such circumstances, the three great devil marquises refused to yield to one another, each of them howling with eagerness.
Huo Ling was quite satisfied with this behavior from his subordinates. He waved a hand. "All right, go get to work!"
"By your command, Master!"
Gathering intelligence and devising plans were tasks Huo Ling had no need to handle personally.
Every devil was a master of intrigue. The plans Huo Ling devised might not even be half as useful as those made by devils.
Leaving this work to the three great devils could be considered putting them to their best use.
After all, what devil did not want to Backstab their superior? But Huo Ling was different—he and they had signed master-servant contracts.
Even if they Backstabbed Huo Ling and