The Holy Chronicles Of Baator
Problems at the border (2)

I stood on the balcony of Fuerig Castle, watching how my troops gathered. Tens of thousands of soldiers, dressed in black armor, wielding spears, spears, or spears, seemed ready for battle.

They were arranged in a seemingly orderly formation, waiting for the order to line up.

"It's gonna be hard."

I think in my head.

[Counting complete. I have prepared seventeen possible scenarios, which are the main scenarios. The secondary scenario could be around fifty.]

There was an Architect in my head.

"Hmmm..."

muttered.

After nearly thirty minutes, all my soldiers gathered, patiently waiting for the teleportation Gate to open. It was a large-scale teleportation spell often used to transport many people.

[The Magic Tower has self-destructed. The estimated number of Fallen Angel deaths is between 8,000 to 12,000.]

The Architect said, gritting his teeth.

They had broken through the Tower, which was actually not something I wanted to hear, each of those Magic Towers required a lot of resources and time to build it, but unfortunately, it was, at least it caused enough damage to the enemy.

"Launch the Gate."

I told the witches operating behind me when they started using large-scale teleportation magic to open the Gate to where the Fallen was.

Soon, the ambient magic in the air surged, and before long the transparent Gate appeared.

"For the Underworld, For the Devil race, and for Death for the Fallen."

I shouted as I grabbed my scythe and swung it at the Gate; I unleashed four pairs of my demon wings, signifying the might of my Leading Class, and significantly increased the morale of the soldiers as I led my army into the portal.

The opening place was ten kilometers away from the Magic Tower so that I could prepare an ambush in the Fall.

"Do the 10 plan."

Plan 10 is one of the scenarios calculated by Architects. I sent mental instructions to the Division Commander about what to do. I have 100,000 Soldiers, almost all of whom are from the Middle Class and two and a half thousand of them are High Class.

The 10 plan is an easy one. I will make targets out of myself and lure the Fallen by hitting them hard using Strategic Level Magic while my troops will hide. Due to the huge fluctuations in ambient magic, it would be an impossible night for Fallen to use the detection spell properly, and under the chaos of my Strategic-Level Magic, they would not even have time.

The moment the last warrior came out of the teleportation gate, I started casting spells. Strategic Level Spell, Lightning Dragon Chain High Level Strategic Level. Before long, a huge ghost like a dragon made of pure lightning appeared above my head, having a distance of over fifty meters.

"Let the dance begin."

I muttered as I unleashed his spell, in a direction filled with injured and unharmed Fallen.

Apparently, after the Magic Tower exploded on its own, they decided to recover a little, which was actually good for me, because they were unprotected.

Still, for such destructive magic, it is not so.

Moreover, my regeneration is so terrifying that I have a full Devil Energy reserve in the next six minutes. It was also part of my True Name advantage; since the Underworld Will directly gave it away, I would get a lot of passive bonuses when fighting in the Underworld.

This is something that only a few existences possess. Especially those who are blessed by the Will or have a Divinity related to the Underworld.

***

On the side of the fall.

The Fallen Angel General was currently standing in front of his Division Commander, giving them various orders until his eyes were slightly raised.

"Groan!"

He screamed, but the spell had hit, and it was very loud.

The moment the huge and several tens of meters long lightning dragon slammed into the crowd of Fallen Angels; it vaporized hundreds of them in a single strike.

For someone like the General or the Commander of his Division, they could avoid the spell, but the other Fall, especially the wounded or those who were resting, were killed.

"Two more! It was supposed to be an Ultimate Class magician, but I didn't recognize the kind of spell.maybe a demon."

Said the General, as he began to order the Fallen Angels to make a move, as two lightning dragons struck the various parts of the surroundings where the Fallen were located, killing many of them in the process.

"He attacked us from a distance. If he unleashes a more troublesome spell...how is our loss?"

Asked the General while looking around, as the Fallen quickly recovered from the ambush attack.

"I can sense that five thousand people were killed."

Reporting Fallen who is proficient in magic.

"Damm. Quickly reset it before he starts bombarding us with more spells. We have to kill him; I'll take half of the soldiers to catch this demon."

Ordered the General of the Fallen Legion.

***

"Hmm. they are as arrogant as demon nobles, but that's good."

I said to myself as I watched all the chaos, destruction, and death I caused with just three Strategic Level spells. That was amazing.

"I will send one more to them, but to those who still live there."

I muttered while chanting another Chain Dragon Lightning spell; after it was released, I also ordered some Division Commanders to take out half of the troops, and return to the Magic Tower to kill the remaining Fallen there, too, because I saw the legionary General take most of the Fallen to chase after me. Those left behind were only about 20,000, and most of them were injured.

I also cast some defensive spells on myself to create a barrier around me, so that the Fall will focus on the barrier, and then they can be ambushed by my soldiers.