In the magical screen, the succubi seemed to notice that someone was watching them. Though they said nothing, their expressions grew tense.
They knew the situation. They knew how vast a force the Eladrin had assembled to bring down the Demon Mother.
Against the Eladrin army, even Demogorgon, the Demon Prince, could not have held out, let alone Cang Ye. If that two-headed baboon truly lost his mind and tried to block the army, countless attacks might kill him the moment they met, leaving not even a scrap behind.
And this was the Demon Prince, one of the strongest contenders for the title of "mightiest" in the Abyssal Plane.
As for these succubi, the army might not even need to attack. The furious tide of Goodness formed by the gathered auras of countless Eladrin could reduce them to ash.
Knowing that countless Eladrin were watching them, even demons could not help feeling nervous.
A cold snort came from outside the image. One succubus, its movements slowed by nerves, suddenly convulsed. Pale flames burst from its seven orifices, turning it into a torch in an instant. Then it became ash and fell silently to the ground.
"What are you trying to do, Cang Ye?" Star Chancellor Philiniel roared. "Don't think you're safe hiding on the six-hundredth layer of the Abyssal Plane! Wherever our Eladrin army marches, even Baphomet—the minotaur king and lord of the Endless Maze on that layer—cannot stop us!"
Outside the image, Cang Ye merely gave a cold snicker. She did not answer.
The succubi said nothing either. They simply hurried to bind the struggling Eladrin youths.
Demons had abducted these youths from Andralina. The Demon Mother had intended, once her evil plot succeeded, to spend long years savoring their capture and murder. But the great Tanar'ri rebellion had