The scene within the scroll contained not only images, but also the sounds of fierce slaughter and battle.
The intensity of this Blood War far exceeded the imagination of many devils.
It even surpassed the imagination of this devil duke. If he sent the devil armies of his entire duchy into it, they would likely be wiped out before lasting long.
And this was only the beginning of the magical scene. The image then began to move, the viewpoint circling around the Bronze Citadel so they could see more clearly.
In the latter half of the scene, it began moving toward the Plain of Infinite Portals. Along the way, the ground was packed with marching demons.
The width of the demons' marching formation stretched so far that even from high in the sky, one could barely see its end at a glance.
Many demons had already begun fighting along the march, a result of their inherently chaotic nature.
Yet the sheer number of demons was enough to make every devil feel stifled.
The magical scene seemed to be coming to an end here.
The other devils in the hall let out a breath of relief. It had been far too oppressive.
A voice rang out from within the scene. "This is what Avernus looked like when it was attacked by Abyssal demons in the past."
The voice was exceedingly calm. Then it continued, "Next, please observe the recent battle encountered by the Bronze Citadel."
The moment those words were spoken, every devil in the hall, including the duke, erupted into an uproar.
"What? That was an old scene!"
"In the past, Avernus never came to request conscripts. Now there is such a request."
"Could it be that the fighting has become even more intense?!"
The devils' cries echoed throughout the