Archdemon

For the Abyss Will.

Every legendary demon, every Abyss Lord, is his favorite child.

Every Abyss Lord represents a part of the power of the Abyss Will. After these Abyss Lords are killed, the loss is the power of the Abyss.

How can the Abyss Will tolerate this? Therefore, every time Huo Ling goes to battle, the next counterattack of the Abyss will be even more crazy.

Huo Ling does not think it is bad, but is very satisfied.

The recent bloody battle, because of Huo Ling's participation, the intensity is far more intense than before.

Before, the demons besieging the Bronze Fortress in each time period were only about 20 to 30 Abyss Worlds.

This is still within the range that the defenders of the Bronze Fortress can resist.

But because of Huo Ling's intervention, this number directly soared from 20 to 30 Abyss Worlds to 70 to 80 Abyss Worlds.

And this number may continue to grow in the next period of time.

Huo Ling and the demon army were not worried, because with Huo Ling's floating city and the undead soldiers in his hands, they could still resist.

But for the garrison commander, this was a life-threatening situation. Originally, the position of the garrison commander was prone to losing money.

Now the loss was even greater, and the number of reinforcements these garrison commanders received from Bayer was almost fixed.

There was no way to make up for the losses. If they wanted to hold the line of defense, there was only one way.

Find mercenaries, or accept Huo Ling's power erosion and let Huo Ling insert some soldiers into it.

In a wilderness in Avernus.

There were huge fortresses and barracks here, and teams of elite devil soldiers shuttled among them.

In the center of the camp, there stood a huge palace.

The palace was surrounded by elite undead guards.

In the palace, everything was dim, even pitch black.

Green candles burned on both sides, but they did not bring a sense of light, but made the palace even darker.

In the corridors of the palace, in front of and behind the doors, there stood undead warriors of at least the sanctuary level, and sometimes even high-level undead whose strength reached the legendary level.

Under the helmets of the undead, in the position of their eyes, the green soul fire was emitting a faint light.

These high-level undead were guarding in the palace, their bodies motionless, like statues made of steel and bones.

Today, this dark palace of death welcomed a new guest.

A tall figure in a black robe, his breath became almost imperceptible. Obviously, this black robe was a good magic prop that could almost cover up his breath.

However, from the surface of the black robe, some information about the visitor could still be inferred. There were obvious traces of horns under the black robe, which lifted the black robe.

Sharp barbs can be seen on the black robe, and a thick tail is swimming unconsciously under the black robe.

Led by the servant, the guest entered the palace full of death.

Passing through corridors and doors, passing through lines of defense, he finally entered the main hall of the palace.

The guest kept moving forward, and under the guidance of the servant, he stayed in a suitable position.

In front of him was a cold throne of death.

On both sides, there were holy-level undead as guards, standing straight one by one.

In front of the throne, there were six legendary undead guarding here.

The guest waited patiently here, but the wait did not last too long.

As a beam of light flashed, a tall and ferocious figure appeared on the throne in front.

The guest raised his head and looked at the figure. He exuded a strong aura, which even made his breathing a little dull.

"Welcome to my palace, what are you doing here?" Huo Ling asked casually while sitting on the throne of death.

"I want to buy some troops." The guest's voice was low.

"So, you want to buy my Skeleton Warriors this time."

"Or my Dark Warriors?"

"Or the Terror Knights?"

"Or the most expensive Spellcasters?"

On the throne, Huo Ling looked down at the guests below, and his tone did not change significantly.

"Sir, I want them all!" The guest bowed slightly to show respect.

"All of them, you are very greedy, take off the black robe and let me see who you are." Huo Ling laughed.

In fact, this black robe, under Huo Ling's eyes, did not have the slightest hiding function, but at the first glance, Huo Ling already knew who this was.

The guest hesitated.For a moment, but finally took off the hood of his black robe.

Under the black robe was a hideous devil's head, the head of a hellish demon.

As expected, Huo Ling's eyes lit up slightly.

This is a war zone commander of the Bronze Fortress, a powerful hellish demon duke.

Huo Ling's fingertips tapped the armrest of the Death Throne and said to the duke below: "You dare to come to my palace alone, I'm afraid you already know what I want, right?"

The duke nodded slightly and said: "General, I already know that I came here to make such a deal with you!"

"The demons' offensive is too fierce. My war zone is no longer able to defend against such a large-scale battle. I asked the great king for help, but I didn't get any reinforcements. If we keep fighting like this, the war zone's assets will be wiped out."

"I can give you reinforcements, whether it is a demon or an undead, whether it is a black iron level or a legendary level, I can support you!"

Huo Ling said generously.

Then, Huo Ling threw out a scroll, and under the influence of magic, the scroll flew in front of the Duke.

Huo Ling said: "Sign this covenant, and from now on your war zone will be headed by me and obey my orders! Reinforcements will arrive soon!"

The Duke of Refining Demons looked at the contract scroll floating in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and then grabbed it with one hand, opened the scroll, and carefully checked the contract in it.

In Purgatory, checking contracts is a virtue.

Huo Ling's contract is an ordinary alliance contract, which is the same as the alliance contract signed by Huo Ling and other dark generals before.

The Duke checked the contract very carefully and found no problems in it, so he finally signed the contract.

After Huo Ling signed the contract, he smiled at the Duke: "You will not regret your choice today."

"General, my defense zone will need to rely more on your support in the future! If there is a need in the future, I will definitely complete it resolutely!" The Duke of Refining Demons also expressed his loyalty.