"You're right!"
Demogorgon nodded and continued:
"I made an agreement with Asmodeus. I would not leave the Abyss, and he would not leave Purgatory!"
"So the Blood War between the Bottomless Abyss and Purgatory has raged for countless years, yet there has never been a victor!"
Huo Ling gave a dry laugh. Demogorgon's words were something he had never considered.
Thinking carefully, sifting through all the records, intelligence, history, and legends,
Huo Ling finally realized that there truly was not a single account of Asmodeus ever leaving Purgatory.
Forget leaving Purgatory—he had scarcely even left Nessus, the Ninth Hell.
The Lord of the Nine Hells seemed to have remained in Nessus ever since the moment Purgatory was established.
And the Abyss appeared to be the same.
The powerful Sun-tier demons also seemed rarely to have set foot in Purgatory. Even though demons loved conflict, most of their battles were fought among themselves within the Abyss.
It could be said that if Huo Ling had not killed Yeenoghu, then over the past tens of thousands of years, neither Purgatory nor the Abyss would have lost a Sun-tier existence.
At that thought, Huo Ling felt a sudden, inexplicable panic. It seemed he had ruined something. The moment he rose to power, he had killed one Sun-tier being from each of the Abyss and Purgatory.
The Abyss had lost Yeenoghu, while Purgatory had lost Bael.
Previously, Bael had been on the verge of death, yet he had still shown no intention of killing Zariel. Could that have been related as well?
Huo Ling suppressed his thoughts and said, "I didn't know that, but what does it have to do with our meeting today?"
"You are powerful enough now, so I must make an agreement with you as well." Both of Demogorgon's baboon heads