If Belusabab truly found the origin core of the first plane, he would be as good as declared dead.
Death...
Thinking of this word, an inexplicable fear rose in Azazel's heart.
For the Demon God who could endlessly revive in Hell after death, it had been a long time since he felt this way...
"Could it be... could it really be necessary to tell Yggdrasil the location of the origin core, and completely become a prisoner at his mercy?"
His expression carried deep conflict.
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Abyss, Silent Annihilation Wilderness.
Boundless demons surged like tides toward the stone and dirt-formed walls, climbing along the structure, and fighting with the magnificently equipped elves atop the walls.
The golden divine arts defensive barrier, resembling a gigantic dome, protected the crooked circular walls within.
And upon closer inspection, one would find that inside the circular walls, there were ring after ring of more circular walls, like layers of dark gray defenses.
