Huo Ling's army returned to Avernus, marching back to their original camp.
This time, they had secured at least four months of respite for the Bronze Citadel.
Many commanders across the war zones felt they could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Even one additional day of recovery meant they could prepare more supplies for defending the city.
It gave wounded veterans time to recover and allowed new recruits to be trained into usable soldiers.
But the time for recuperation would always pass. Once Huo Ling's Demon Army moved away, countless demons would march out from the Plain of Infinite Portals and attack the Bronze Citadel again.
This was the Eternal Blood War.
So long as neither demons nor devils were completely extinguished, this blood war would continue without end.
After Huo Ling returned to the camp, messengers from his army flew out in all directions, beginning a new round of recruitment.
Although Huo Ling had not suffered major losses this time, and had even gained quite a few troops by collecting corpses,
who in Purgatory would ever complain about having too many soldiers at hand?
The more troops, the better.
The other devils busied themselves with training and digesting the gains from the previous war. Merit points of every kind, as well as Purgatory's favor, allowed these devils to advance rapidly.
War against demons was the finest catalyst for improving a devil's strength.
Such battles would never end in Avernus, and the days passed one by one as Huo Ling served as a Dark Demon General.
At his level, more than a decade was like a white colt flashing past a crevice—gone in the blink of an eye.
Within the central command tent, Huo Ling cultivated as well.
He burned through the potential points gained from this battle, accelerating