The next day, Aengus issued a decisive order to his army: they were to march toward Crimson City.
The demon minions, now bolstered by captured humans from the Dragon Empire, obeyed without hesitation. A shared sense of purpose seed to unite them, even if so still harbored quiet reservations about their new leader.
However, the announcent ca as a shock to Belial and a few other higher-ranking demons.
It didn't take long for Belial to understand Aengus' intent. A cunning smirk spread across his face as he realized the boldness of the plan.
"Crimson, your ti has co," Belial muttered to himself, the mory of his separation from Bella's mother flashing through his mind. Crimson had played a significant role in that painful chapter of his life. Watching Aengus bring him to ruin would be a satisfying reckoning.
Belial also felt a surprising swell of pride. Accompanying his son-in-law on this conquest wasn't just about vengeance—it was a chance to witness firsthand the rise of soone who could one day reshape the very fabric of their world.
And so, as the army began its march, Belial's smirk turned into a grin. This was going to be entertaining.
Aengus, accompanied by Aria, Bella, Sen, Sienna, Gourmond (leader of the Lizard Tribe), Butler Yu, Vespera, and Duke Belial, rode together atop a massive flying demon.
The demon, Gabi, had undergone an incredible evolution, now resembling a Nine-Headed Hydra with enormous wings. Its powerful presence alone inspired awe and fear, a fitting mount for such a formidable group.
Bella winced slightly as they soared through the skies, drawing Aria's concerned gaze.
Aria quickly realized what must have transpired the previous night, and her cheeks flushed at the thought.
So that's why she's sore…
Aria thought to herself, feeling a strange mix of embarrassnt and quiet acceptance. She found comfort in rembering that she had experienced Aengus' first kiss and union, a mory she cherished deeply.
What Aria didn't know, however, was just how many "firsts" Bella had claid during the wild, passionate night. Bella, with her succubus heritage, was well-versed in the art of seduction. She had introduced Aengus to a variety of intimate techniques, indulging in her desires to the fullest and leaving both of them thoroughly satisfied.
The difference between the two won couldn't be more striking: Aria was tender and obedient, while Bella was fiery and unrestrained. Despite their differences, both shared an undeniable love and respect for Aengus, creating a dynamic that was as unique as it was harmonious.
Aengus remained calm and intensely focused on the mission ahead, a trait that Bella and Aria deeply admired. Despite the intimacy they shared with him, his ability to prioritize the mission and his responsibilities only strengthened their feelings for him.
Behind them, a terrifying procession of over 30 million demon minions marched like an unstoppable wave of destruction. Their ranks ranged from Lesser Demons to Archdemons, a force that could instill fear in even the mightiest of Dukedoms. However, when compared to Demon Lord Crimson's near hundred-million-strong army, the odds seed daunting, if not impossible.
Among the ranks of nobles trailing at the back of the Liberation Army, murmurs of discontent began to stir.
"Tsk, I knew this Son-In-Law was going to lead us to our doom. How can we possibly stand a chance against Crimson's army with only thirty million troops? This leader is nothing but an ignorant fool, drunk on ambition," one disgruntled noble demon grumbled, his face contorted with displeasure.
"Hey, are you trying to get us all killed, you idiot?" hissed another, a massive demon hound that trembled as he spoke. "If the Lord hears your insolence, you'll be executed on the spot!"
"Hmph, let him hear... Who's afraid of who? We're all going to die anyway," the noble replied in resignation.
Similar discussions were happening secretly in various parts of the ground units.
Aengus picked up on these conversations with his heightened senses but had no intention of intervening as long as the nobles didn't disrupt the order.
He hoped that, with ti, their opinions of him would change. Otherwise, slavery was the other option that awaited them if they dared to rebel.
After a few hours of journey, Aengus finally saw the towering, nacing, fiery walls of Crimson Demon City.
The walls were terrifyingly massive, resembling an indestructible fortress built to protect its citizens and solidify Crimson's rule.
Aengus could also sense an army being mobilized just outside the walls.
It wasn't a surprise; they had likely received word of the attack and were preparing for the battle ahead.
"Sen, Sienna, tell everyone to prepare for battle without fear!" Aengus commanded firmly, his voice carrying over the roaring winds.
"Yes, My Lord!" They nodded obediently.
"Are they prepared, Hubby?" Bella asked, her eyes glinting with a mixture of excitent and concern. "And how many are there?"
"At most three tis our number," Aengus replied, calm and composed. "But don't worry about the numbers. We only need to take down their higher ranks swiftly while Aria provides support to our army."
Aria, who had been quietly observing, suddenly interrupted, her voice tinged with worry. "Ethan, I'm sorry! But I can't use my nature powers here. There's no trace of nature here... It's barren, and the earth feels... saddened."
"Huh... Oh, right," Aengus said, his brows furrowing in realization. "I didn't consider that."
He nearly forgot that the Demon World was devoid of greenery or natural elents, a stark contrast to the human world Aria was accustod to.
"It's all those Gods' fault!" Bella added, her voice laced with bitterness. Her hatred for the Divine was clear, her demonic heritage fueling her resentnt.
"Okay, then. You'll join us too, Aria," Aengus said decisively, glancing ahead at the towering walls of Crimson City. His expression was calm, yet his mind was calculating. "I'll figure out a way to safeguard the army from any surprise attacks. For now, we'll focus on the higher ranks."
As if responding to his words, the deep, thunderous beats of wardrums and the sharp blaring of battle horns echoed through the air. Both sides were preparing for war, their sounds clashing like the prelude to an inevitable storm.
The Liberation Army rallied with a synchronized rhythm, their war cries growing louder as the sound of their drums intensified. On the opposite side, Crimson City's forces were equally charged, their horns and chants creating a sinister harmony of defiance.
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