Hyper-Dimensional Player

Chapter 1118: Chapter 67: The Divine Spirits’ Game

The topmost layer of the Bottomless Abyss is known as Pazunia, also celebrated as the Ten Thousand Abyss Plain or the Palace of a Thousand and One Chambers.

This realm is covered with desolate lands scraped by fierce winds, where jagged stone mountains appear and disappear under flights of winged demons. For endless ages, an oppressive red sun bathed the entire realm in sweltering heat and blinding daylight.

Dark clouds often cover the plains, hiding lurking enemies, with massive pits throughout this plane plunging into deeper layers.

"What a mad realm!"

Napoleon Bonaparte stood at the boundary of the Ten Thousand Abyss Plain, gazing into the distance, able to see the torn void and weightless suspended rocks that would shatter instantly if swept into the chaotic currents beyond the plane.

"Master."

"That is one of the entrances to the Netherworld," an enchanting demon whispered beside him.

Her expression showed a hint of admiration.

The demon commander before her had won consecutive glorious victories in an extremely short time, expanding across the Ten Thousand Abyss Plain, even defeating the famed lieutenant of the Abyssal Devil’s army, said to be Baal’s right-hand man.

This demon commander used tens of thousands of mixed demon cannon fodder as bait, enticing the Abyssal Devil Mars to launch an attack, then personally commanded a meticulously chosen elite force to encircle him. Even though demons are naturally chaotic and difficult to perfectly obey orders, under his powerful command abilities, they severely damaged a Blood War Legion stationed in the Ten Thousand Abyss Plain, reclaiming a Steel Fortress on the edge of Pazunia.

Such powerful command capabilities even led this enchanting mage to believe that his counterpart was a famed Legendary commander from the Material Plane.

Ordinarily, such souls hardly fall into the Bottomless Abyss.

A demon’s talents all rely on the fortunes of their previous life; those that were impressive can awaken more memories and knowledge upon ascending as demons, while those not as successful, even in demon rebirth, must start learning anew.

Napoleon gazed at the distant void fissures, waiting for the demons’ actions.

While he was accustomed to single-handedly confronting all of Europe, the current battlefield was the Netherworld against the ambition of the entire lower planes, so he was not eager to act.

"First secure the strongholds in the Ten Thousand Abyss Plain."

"Otherwise, if the rear is suddenly attacked by devils, these demons’ morale could collapse instantly."

He slowly turned and walked toward the distant military camp, where the Demon Army was densely packed, having expanded to over sixty thousand in number, especially after defeating a devil commander, signs pointed towards demons converging on his camp within several hundred kilometers centered around the Purgatory Fortress.

Dimension Space, projection page.

Duncan’s true will observed a small-scale blood war clash from a god’s perspective; demons’ greatest advantage is their numbers; on the battlefield, they typically outnumber devil elites tenfold.

Thus, when Napoleon Bonaparte gathered fifty thousand demon troops and easily crushed over three thousand devil elites, Duncan was not surprised at all.

But in fact, throughout long history, battles in the Ten Thousand Abyss Plain often saw devils defeating demons more than ten times their number with absolute advantage.

The Bottomless Abyss’ demon commanders are practically useless, usually only capable of shouting charge.

"Commander Ability S-grade is indeed useful."

Duncan quietly marked an S-grade on Napoleon Bonaparte’s demon rebirth form; his snowballing speed was extremely rapid; upon leaving Zerata, he had just over ten thousand demons, and now it’s grown to over sixty thousand.

If the snowballing continues at this pace, even without attacking the Netherworld, Napoleon Bonaparte can easily become a demon lord of the Ten Thousand Abyss Plain and has the capability to wage a localized Abyssal Blood War.

As long as the enemy is not at the Devil Archduke level, relying on personal strength to crush him, Duncan cannot conceive how Napoleon would lose.

"How many troops does he plan to gather?"

"A hundred thousand?"

"Two hundred thousand?"

"Five hundred thousand?"

Duncan displayed a very interested expression; unlike himself, who commanded troops using god’s perspective, Napoleon was purely skilled in war; he was inherently an Upper-Rank Heroic Spirit from Dimension Space, having experienced Napoleon’s complete lifetime of campaigns, including the defeat at Waterloo, and in some sense, he was the tactical complete version of Napoleon Bonaparte (darkened version).

"It looks like indeed more powerful Upper-Rank Heroic Spirits can be collected from the Root World for use."

"Balton’s accomplishments are good too."

Of course.

In comparison to Napoleon Bonaparte, Balton was much lesser; his rebirth form was a lower-tier commander of the Blood War Legion, having just defeated a devil’s assault team, thus entering Demon Lord Veen’s view.

Though the Ten Thousand Abyss Plain was a demon’s territory, it was a disputed land; most of the time, parts of it fall into the hands of devils.

Duncan quickly shifted his focus to the territory of the Demon Mother Cang Ye.

This is a war doomed to fail.

The reason is simple.

The Death God possesses Mighty Divine Power, almost overwhelmingly dominant in personal strength, no matter how you fight, it’s unbeatable, Divine Spirits already have authoritative power, and the Death God is the pinnacle of authority among them, able to instantly kill with a single skill, the Hand of Death can casually crush anything below Divine-like Power.

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