Setting Out

For Zariel to return to the Bronze Citadel, there was only one possibility at present: demons would swarm out from the Plain of Infinite Portals.

They would defeat Zariel's army and inflict grievous losses upon the devilish legions.

Only then would Zariel obediently return to the Bronze Citadel and defend the city.

But no one could say how long it would take for Zariel to suffer defeat.

It could be the very next second, or it could be years—even more than a decade—from now.

That depended on when the demons would strike back. Unlike devils, demons had no unified chain of command.

Every Abyssal Archlord was an unparalleled powerhouse within their own Abyssal World.

Above them, there was no Lord of Purgatory like Asmodeus, who stood above the devil lords.

Every Abyssal Archlord believed themselves to be the supreme existence. They would not accept the command or counsel of other Abyssal lords.

And defeating Zariel's army could not be accomplished merely by the counterattack of a few Abyssal Worlds.

At least dozens, perhaps even hundreds, of Abyssal Worlds would need to launch a joint counterattack before Zariel could be made to suffer.

No one could say how many Abyssal Worlds the Bottomless Abyss contained.

Dozens or even hundreds of Abyssal Worlds were no great number to the Bottomless Abyss.

But the difficulty was that these Abyssal Worlds did not answer to one another. They would not even contact each other to launch a coordinated attack against the devils.

It was precisely these circumstances that gave Zariel the chance to run rampant across the Plain of Infinite Portals.

Although Huo Ling believed Zariel's defeat was inevitable and that she would certainly retreat once more to the Bronze Citadel, the uncertainty of when it would happen meant Huo Ling could not keep