Chapter 525: Chapter 60 The Rise (2)

The second day soon came around.

It seemed that the commander had changed the battle plan and was going to reduce the scale of the battle. They planned to attack a small stronghold of the Gnolls. After taking out this stronghold, they would make another attempt. This sudden change of plan, the other demons basically had no objection, but Solon could not help frowning, thinking that there seemed to be something strange. Yesterday they were still high with morale, but today they were only going to make small scale attacks.

The commander of the demon army was a Glabrezu: a monster that had a challenge rating of 15 and both Strength and Constitution at 31!

The Glabrezu had sharp violet eyes and dark brown skin. It stood about five meters tall and weighed more than 5500 pounds. This kind of demon liked to cheat rather than fight; but never underestimate its ability, because it was a powerful demon that was proficient in many abilities. Even with Solon’s host body, it would take some time to defeat this beast.

That was because it was an advanced Glabrezu which has Basic Health around 18.

If Solon did not want to change forms, he could also accumulate his power to advance his form and become a small, medium, or large-scale Dretch. In this case, his vitality would continue to increase, and his Basic Health will be improved little by little. This was how the Mother of Worms was born. As a supergiant Abyss worm, the Mother of Worms had a Basic Health of 36 points, making it very difficult to kill!

Increasing the size of the body would increase their attribute but also incur a penalty.

That was because a bigger body meant slower movement and slower reaction.

The army Solon was in was sent to the battlefield.

The officers under the Glabrezu were five Vrock and some Hezrou. Solon accidentally noticed there was no Succubus at all; this surprised him!

“Somethings wrong!”

Solon took a step back quietly and murmured, “as the army of the Succubus Queen, they did not send a single Succubus to fight!”

“Could it be?!…”

“We’re just a decoy or to attract the enemy’s attention?”

Demons were not very smart.

Most of the demons were affected by their own chaotic nature. They were not as cunning as the devils. In front of Solon were a bunch of Hezrou that were excited to fight. It seemed that they were very happy when there was a fight and were not aware of how dangerous their situation was!

Everything seemed strange.

Solon soon knew that they were the only decoy, but he just couldn’t figure out who was controlling the army.

The demon army soon marched out.

The tall Glabrezu was at the front, like a giant full of oppressive force, followed by some Hezrou. Because of the advantages of body shape and the innate fighting ability, Hezrou had always been in the vanguard position in the demon army. They were the top-level decoy as they could attract a lot of firepower on them.

In the back were groups of Dretch, Quasits, Abyssal skulker, and other low-level demons!

One Hezrou could kill tens of thousands of low-grade demons.

They did not march for long.

The demons also did not give much order; they either ordered ‘attack’ or ‘retreat.’

Solon was in the back.

He couldn’t understand the demon’s thoughts at all; some demons were elated by the coming of a battle, while some demons were frightened by the battle.

Solon was now in this disorganized army and did not know what would happen next.

If something was not right, he would find the chance to slip away.

Soon, there was a camp garrisoned by the enemy army in front of them. Solon thought they would have any tactical strategy, but in fact, there was none. With the roar of “attack,” the Hezrou rushed forward with a cry. Solon really wanted to give them some useful tactics, but he knew that as a Dretch, he would only be trampled to death by high-level demons if he dared to do so.

There was a great stench.

The Hezrou used their innate ability; these frog-like demons would secrete a stinky gas when they fought. Any enemy that came close would have to go through a test.

These demons were really ugly too!

A group of crazed demons fought in the front. The Hezrou fought in the front, followed by the Dretches and other low-grade demons. The Glabrezu did not go into battle yet, and the middle-grade demons stayed behind to ensure the cowards did not run.

“This is just a mess!”

Solon was truly disappointed at the command of the demons. No wonder they were always beaten by the devils even though they had the advantage of numbers.

This kind of command would only waste life!

However, it also proved that Solon was right to choose to develop in the Abyss; only here could he have the opportunity to rise rapidly. As long as he has survived the most difficult initial stage, he could easily enter the ranks of high-grade demons.

The army did not have any marks.

The army Yeenoghu controlled consisted mainly of Gnolls, Ghouls, Undead, and other demons.

The dark Abyss Gnolls were among them. Even in the Abyss, they were difficult opponents! The Ghouls confronted the Hezrou. The commander of the enemy stronghold was a Gnoll general that had a three-headed flail. He had been looking at the Glabrezu in the distance. As long as the opponent did not make a move, he had no intention of making a move.

The battle was quite intense!

Both armies were in a mess as demons were easily triggered by the smell of blood.

However, something even more impressive happened that shocked Solon!

The Dretches around him started fighting each other!

There were a large number of low-level demons in the armies of both sides. Many of these low-level demons were temporarily recruited. That was to say, many of them had only recently been gathered together. They were not familiar with each other, and there were not many markings on them.

There were Dretches everywhere!

That was why it was a big mess! Most of them would die!

That was right.

The Dretches were fighting each other.

Not only the Dretches under Solon’s command but also the Dretches in the camp of the Gnolls. They were no longer able to distinguish friend or foe.

Solon had never seen such a useless army.

Perhaps in the blood wars, they were able to differentiate between demons and devils, but right now it was just a big mess!

In this case, there was no point in commanding at all! He might as well hide in some corner and wait for kills.

Since everything was a mess already!

After Solon had killed around 20 to 30 Dretches, the Dretches in his camp noticed this; they all came around him while the enemies ran from him.

However!

Right then, a loud bang was heard. A red-eyed Hezrou and a demon covered in flames were getting close.

The leader of the Dreches he saw yesterday.

Right now, it was greatly injured and was faced with a demon with flames.

A demon that was advancing into a Balor!