"Where are those bastards? Tell me! Where have all those bastards run off to?!"
Inside the Demon Maze, Azazel sat on his throne, glaring furiously at the Demon Lord he had summoned.
The unfortunate demon summoned trembled in fear.
He kept his head down, not daring to meet Azazel's eyes.
"Seven million troops! A full seven million troops! Even if I've been summoning subordinates a bit more frequently lately, with all those Abyss Nests and wild demons in the plane, couldn't they replenish the forces?!"
Azazel clenched his fists, grinding his teeth.
Sealed inside the Demon Maze, He couldn't send out any information, nor could He remotely command His Abyss Plane.
However, He could summon His subordinates from the Abyss and, through them, learn about the situation of the First Layer of Hell.
That's why, when the war between gods and demons erupted and the real strength of the First Layer of Hell was exposed, that pitiful power instantly shocked Azazel.
