It had been millions of years since the Ninth Layer of Hell saw a battle of this scale. This was one of the most robust and developed realms of the entire universe, and today was going to witness a clash between powers that could rewrite history for eons to come.
The True Depravita of Wrath floated high above the battlefield like an executioner presiding over a slaughter. This battle would not be easy, and they had no idea of the true power of their enemies, so he needed to ensure that he maximized his killing power.
Below him stretched a battlefield that covered thousands of kilometers of the Ninth Layer of Hell. The land and the sky trembled under the advance of millions of devils, their corrupted bodies surging forward like a black ocean driven by madness and bloodlust. The air was thick with smoke, divine energy, and the lingering miasma of the Ninth Layer.
Yet the greatest presence in the heavens was the colossal golden gate behind Vlad.
