Whichever order erged victorious, that order would stand to gain benefits.
However, these benefits had little to do with low-level demons like Milton Cheney.
The only relevance the war had to low-level demons like Milton was that they were expected to serve as cannon fodder.
For this reason, regardless of the scale, the order war could never truly be to the death.
After all, at the birth of the Crimson World, there were eighty-one orders.
Countless years have passed since, and the Crimson World still comprises eighty-one orders.
This alone was enough to indicate that the order war was not a fight to the death.
After all these years, nurous large-scale order wars had erupted in the Crimson World.
Yet, not a single order was annihilated in these grand conflicts.
Although it was just a conjecture of Milton’s, he was almost certain that the reality was ninety percent similar to his guess.
But even then, it didn’t have much to do with low-level demons like him.
The war might indeed not be to the death, but that didn’t an demons wouldn’t perish.
Those who controlled the orders and the advanced demons at the pinnacle might not die.
However, for low-level demons like Milton, the number of deaths would definitely be horrific.
After all, there were criteria for judging which side would erge victorious in a war.
Perhaps the number of low-level demons that perish is one such criterion?
As Milton pondered how he could survive this order war, a voice echoed in his mind.
The mont this voice appeared, Milton’s thoughts tensed up.
He knew clearly who the owner of this voice was.
But the next mont, Milton’s emotions settled down.
In his awareness of the other demons around him, almost all of them had similarly paused for a mont just then.
This indicated that the telepathic ssage in his mind was received by all the demons.
As Milton was digesting the telepathic ssage, a giant, translucent, spiral-shaped portal appeared in the sky above him.
Milton put aside his thoughts and focused on perceiving the spiral-shaped, translucent portal above him.
The other demons around Milton were doing the sa, all using their perceptual abilities to sense the portal above their heads.
Before Milton had a chance to closely perceive the portal, an unusual sensation manifested in his demon body.
The mont this feeling arose, Milton’s thoughts underwent so changes.
If he hadn’t been warned, he might even believe that his consciousness was being drawn by an existence from the Outer Realm again.
Indeed, the sensation was very similar to what Milton had experienced back in the Demon Mother River when his consciousness was drawn by an Outer Realm existence.
Almost identical.
The difference was that back then, it was only his consciousness that was drawn, but now, it felt as if both his consciousness and body were simultaneously being pulled.
Milton was all too familiar with this sensation.
After all, his impression of that event was indelibly etched in his mory.
At that mont, an instinctual resistance surfaced in Milton’s demonic form.
However, with his mind now steady, Milton gradually suppressed this innate resistance of his body.
After all, his Simulator had not alerted him, which ant that this sensation was not a genuine attraction of his consciousness by an Outer Realm presence.
Milton had a great deal of trust in the Simulator; thus, he didn’t resist the sensation.
As ti slowly passed, Milton noticed a new change in his perception of the surrounding environnt.
The number of demons around him seed to be dwindling.
The other demons around him had vanished from his perception in an instant, with no warning whatsoever.
But in the next mont, Milton figured out the issue.
Combining his own experience, Milton concluded that the other demons around him were likely being drawn sowhere.
Indeed, when Milton sensed the spiral-shaped, translucent portal floating in mid-air again, he noticed sothing unusual.
The force pulling on his body seed to emanate from the portal.
Milton could sense it, albeit faintly.
But he did feel it, without a doubt.
Before a new thought could rise in Milton’s mind, his consciousness suddenly went dark.
Consciousness fell into darkness, and Milton Cheney could no longer perceive anything at all.
Even his own existence was imperceptible to him at that mont.
But he still had a vague feeling that his demonic body seed to be traveling sowhere.
When Milton Cheney’s consciousness beca clear again, he instinctively sensed his surrounding environnt.
In his perception, everything around him had drastically changed.
Desolation was the first thought that ca to his mind after perceiving his surroundings.
There wasn’t a single other demon around him.
Not to ntion demons, Milton Cheney couldn’t even sense anything at all in his vicinity.
It was as if he was placed in a void and chaotic space, where there was absolutely nothing.
“What’s the situation, was my demonic body pulled by that portal?”
“Has the War of Order already started?”
Milton Cheney muttered to himself.
At this mont, a trace of confusion also arose in Milton Cheney’s heart.
However, the next mont, Milton Cheney still began to wander in this space with his demonic body.
Milton Cheney had speculated what the scene would be like after the war began, but the current scenario was sothing he had not anticipated at all.
Shouldn’t he be on the battlefield at this ti?
Although there were many doubts in Milton Cheney’s heart, he still temporarily suppressed them.
After all, this was the first ti he was participating in the War of Order, and so confusion was quite normal.
All he knew about the War of Order was from what other demons had told him.
Milton Cheney could not verify whether this information was true or false.
Just as Milton Cheney was silently wandering in this space, trying to find so clues, a voice suddenly rang out in his mind.
This voice dispelled the doubts in Milton Cheney’s heart.
“This War of Order is actually being conducted in this manner?”
After hearing the voice, Milton Cheney was startled, then murmured to himself.
“Three hundred thirty-three thousand four hundred ninety-five.”
Milton Cheney recited his own number in his mind.
Although Milton Cheney was surprised by the mode of this war, it was ultimately a good thing for him.
After all, he didn’t have to worry about facing Advanced Demons or groups of Low Level Demons anymore.
A one-on-one war, Milton Cheney had never heard of such a thing before.
Indeed, in this War of Order, each demon only needed to face one other demon.
Of course, among the two demons, only one could survive.
Even so, Milton Cheney felt that the chances of survival in this War of Order had greatly increased for him.
After all, under a normal mode of war, he might only have a ten percent chance of survival, or even less.
But now it was different, now Milton Cheney had at least a fifty percent chance of survival.
In a one-on-one battle of equals, Milton Cheney truly had nothing to fear.
Under these circumstances, the mories he retained could be of considerable help to him.
Experience might not be as crucial as raw power, but it had its uses nonetheless.
Having understood the mode of this war, Milton Cheney put away the distracting thoughts in his heart and silently waited for his own war to begin.
Ti slowly passed by, who knows how long it had been.
Inside this chaotic space, Milton Cheney also could not sense the exact ti.
At a certain mont, Milton Cheney’s thoughts stirred.
Here it cos!
The next mont, his demonic body disappeared from this chaotic space and appeared on a vast platform.
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