Devil General Bael

"Count, we're here!" The Pit Fiend baron led Huo Ling into a military camp.

From the outside, this tent looked exceptionally plain, like nothing more than a resting tent for an ordinary squad of Legion Devils.

Filled with doubt, Huo Ling followed the baron into the tent.

Only after entering did he discover that there was far more to it than met the eye.

The materials used for this tent had clearly been exceptionally sturdy. Its interior spanned at least several hundred square meters—far larger than it appeared from outside.

A massive magical sand table stood within the tent. With just a quick glance, Huo Ling recognized that the terrain displayed upon it encompassed Avernus and the Plain of Infinite Portals.

This magical map clearly possessed a zooming function. At the moment, one portion of the terrain displayed was the area surrounding this military camp.

Huo Ling looked toward the impossible-to-ignore figure within the command tent.

He was Devil General Bael.

He resembled a Pit Fiend as well, with a pair of bat wings behind him even larger than those of an ordinary Pit Fiend.

Red scales covered his body, while green venom dripped from his teeth, corroding the ground.

He wore a thick suit of devil armor. Its intricate demonic patterns, heavy plates, and sharp barbs all proclaimed the armor's might.

At his waist hung a horrifying belt made from the heads of twelve legendary archangels, their faces twisted in terror.

It was as if they had encountered the most horrifying thing imaginable before death, only for their heads to be severed afterward.

A massive serrated greatsword rested beside Bael. It still radiated intense heat, and with a single glance, Huo Ling could analyze the materials used to forge it and its value.

Information about Bael resurfaced in Huo