Main Battlefield in the Underworld
“You have touched the Laws. So young, and…”
Said Zekram with a shocked expression as he looked at me when I entered the Military HQ. There were only several people in the room, namely Zekram Bael, Gerstahl Lucifuge, Archduke Ageres, and Mephisto Pheles.
The most powerful nobles in the Underworld and representatives of all Devil Factions in the Underworld.
“Your Majesty.”
Said Zekram as he bowed slightly.
“Your Majesty.”
Said Gerstahl as he too bowed.
“Your Majesty.”
Said Archduke Ageres and Mephisto Pheles as they bowed after them.
I didn’t say anything and accepted everything that came with it. I knew that this wasn’t just a formal greeting; it was a form of acceptance and pledge at the same time, a sign that the times have changed.
“We can start.”
I said as we all sat down around the small table.
“So… is that information confirmed?”
Asked Zekram slowly.
“Yes, all Four of them are dead, and Lucifer died by my hand as I tore his heart out. That madman would sooner or later kill us all; you all know that. Yahweh is on the verge of death; his soul got eroded by the Law of Chaos when fighting Trihexa. It is a miracle, he managed to seal it, and it didn’t kill us all.”
I said plainly, as none of them were able to refute me.
I saw that I got silent consent with my actions, and I knew that not even Zekram and Gerstahl approved of using Trihexa to fight Yahweh.
It was suicidal.
If by chance Yahweh failed, then Trihexa would break free and wreak havoc in Heaven and in the Underworld subsequently, annihilating us all, before Shiva, Great Red, or Jade Emperor made a move.
Especially Shiva or Great Red, they would only attack when Trihexa has annihilated all entire Three Factions.
While Okhwang would save my wives and me, I would lose the entire foundation and would need to start from zero, which would be troublesome.
That was why releasing Trihexa from its slumber was considered madness. It could have easily backfired at us; fortunately, Yahweh was able to seal the Beast Emperor of the Apocalypse.
“After the final battle, I would proclaim myself as the Emperor of Baator, and the first Empire of multiple supernatural species would be created from forces of Devils, Dragon, and Fallen Angels, Aesir, Vanir, and others.”
I stated as everybody looked curiously, especially at me mentioning Fallen Angels.
“I have met Azrael, the Archangel of Death. He pledged his allegiance and that of his Legion, Death Guard Legion to myself and Baator.”
I said as everybody was shocked deeply.
“I have talked with Azazel, and the majority of Fallen Angels participating in the battle, are from not his faction in the Grigori, and most of them are followers of Kokabiel, or now deceased Satanael who perished by my hand. So, it is okey to do them as serious damage as possible. While Yahweh is still alive, he is probably engaged in the creation of his Sacred Gears for his ‘beloved’ humans so that he won’t be making a move.”
Now I can call him by his name as I am already strong enough to ignore the side-effect of saying his name. And in the future, when true Baator is formed, then every influence he had on our races would be forever purged and forgotten.
“How many soldiers are going to participate in the Final Battle?”
Asked Zekram.
“We have mustered altogether around 8 billion soldiers from all around the devil species territories.”
Answered Lord Lucifuge. This was really high number, but we devils numbered around 25 billion currently; even with relatively low fertility, we had enough time to multiply. And most importantly, approximately 70% of our entire race was able to fight, with around 50% receiving at least basic military training. At least one of the few good things that even the most incompetent nobles did was force military training for civilians so that they would be recruited into the army in case of need.
“How many loyalist Legions are among the remains of Houses Beelzebub, Asmodeus, and Leviathan that won’t bend the knee?”
I asked with a frost cold voice.
“Not as much as we would have predicted. I propose we shall put them at the Vanguard; they would be killed as Vanguard would be hit the hardest, especially if they encounter warmongers of Grigori.”
Stated my father-in-law Gerstahl Lucifuge.
“That is a good idea; implement it immediately.”
“It shall be done, Your Majesty.”
I nodded in approval.
“After the Battle is concluded, I will proclaim Rizevim fugitive and order him to be killed on sight, though I doubt he will be caught. He will escape as soon as possible. After the battle, we will go to the Lucifaad with our Legions and take over the city, where I will coronate myself the Emperor and the new governmental system will be implemented immediately, starting from the Elder System.”
Elders of the Baator would be the hidden guardians of the Underworld and each major race of Baator would have one Elder, a powerhouse of absolute strength, with a position second only to the Emperor.
Currently, only three Elders were decided.
1st Elder, Zekram Bael of Devil Race.
2nd Elder, Crom Cruach of Dragon Race.
3rd Elder, Azrael, of Fallen Angel Race.
Dragons were more problematic, as it would need a great time to unite them all under one banner, and for that, Crom Cruach would need to reach the Elder Dragon Class or at least the pinnacle of Heavenly Dragon, just like Albion and Ddraig.
Currently, Dragons are dispersed around the entire Draconic Deus, and one of my ambitions was to have them all join Baator, which would significantly boost up the power of Baator. Dragons were one of the strongest species in many universes.
“How many forces did Grigori and Heaven send out?”
I asked as I looked at my father-in-law.
“Grigori sent around 6 billion Fallen Angels, and Heaven sent 5 billion.”
