Mammon slowly opened his eyes. Two days had passed since he last talked with the Supreme Commander of the Infernals.
He had promised the Fiend that in two days, his army would arrive and descend upon Solterra in full force, sweeping all opposition.
Mammon could feel it.
The overwhelming power emanating from the red portal was growing stronger with each passing hour.
If he estimated accurately, the Infernal Army would arrive in their world in two hours, and once that happened…
Mammon sighed deeply. He also didn't know if he was doing the right thing or not. Unlike Zaphiel who wanted to break free from the cage, Mammon had a different goal and that was… to achieve Godhood.
He was the Fiend of Greed and had the monopoly over all trades and merchantry in Solterra. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that if Mammon wished for it, the economy of any kingdom, empire, or city would crash down without knowing what hit them.
