A strong sense of urgency immediately fell over Vlad, Overlord, and the rest of the sovereigns.
One year.
That was all the time they had.
Conquering three entire Layers of Hell within a single year was almost impossible. Each layer was vast beyond imagination, containing countless fortresses, armies, and Devil Lords who had ruled those realms for millennia.
Even for the Six Sun Alliance, such a task seemed unrealistic.
However, after a moment of thought, Overlord's eyes suddenly lit up. He shook his head and spoke with sharp clarity.
"We don't have to conquer them," he said.
The others turned toward him.
"We only need to kill the Lords and take control of the major strongholds."
The True Depravita of Pride then turned to Odinvaldr.
"Normal Devils shouldn't interfere with your transformation of the laws, correct?"
The Primordial God of Bloodshed and Battle nodded immediately.
