Perhaps that was also why, after Zariel escaped, Kostchtchie and Yeenoghu had come to blows.
Because the greatest prize had gotten away, but beside them was another great treasure—a former comrade-in-arms who had been wounded.
One second they were comrades fighting side by side; the next, they became hunter and prey. In the Abyss, that was all too normal.
Hearing Colin's words, the other Dark Demon Generals were indeed shocked.
After all, in Purgatory, while everyone sometimes stabbed each other in the back and stirred up bloody conflicts,
most of the time, political struggles still took precedence.
The Blood War between devils and demons had lasted countless ages. Though devils fought and rebelled against one another, their hatred for demons had never changed.
Yet now Bael had actually dared collude with demons—or rather, leak intelligence to demons. That was undoubtedly a grave taboo.
Balzefen frowned at Colin and said, "If you knew this intelligence about Bael, why didn't you make it public?"
Colin shook his head. "Bael is already an Archduke. Although I have intelligence showing that he leaked information about Archduke Zariel to the demons, I have no concrete evidence."
"A crime without concrete evidence is no crime!" Colin said.
The generals silently nodded at that.
Indeed, without clear evidence, even if they exposed it, it would have no effect on Bael.
Huo Ling's faith in Colin's intelligence-gathering abilities deepened once more.
He had known Colin's intelligence network was formidable, but he had not expected it to be this formidable. Then again, it made sense.
Ever since Huo Ling breached the God of Dawn's divine kingdom and ended the divine war, how long had it been since he had fought?
Even so, Colin had managed to deduce his strength. Though he was slightly off, it was basically no different.