Supremacy Games

1303 The Seven Demon Princes.

The five small demonic figures, still and silent for a very long time, started to stir.

The atmosphere surrounding them began to tremble while the sulfur and rotting flesh stench filled the air.

In less than a split second, five demonic incarnations emerged from the statues and towered over the surrounding scenery.

The first demon had eyes that shone with an infernal light and were coated in thick, matted fur.

A mess of tentacles and tendrils, each ending in a razor-sharp stinger, made up the second demon.

The bones of the third demon were twisted and deformed into hideous shapes, making it a skeleton monstrosity...It appeared to emit an atmosphere of decay and death as it held a large scythe in one of its bony hands.

The fourth demon was a gigantic behemoth with massive muscles vibrating beneath its scaly skin...It appeared impervious to any attack and screamed a challenge to anyone who dared stand in its way.

Last but not least, the fifth demon was a living shadow, its form flickering and shifting as if it were made of smoke...Its eyes glowed like hot coals as it darted around.

Only one demonic statue remained silent and it belonged to nonother than Lucifer.

"For you to seek our help, they must be tough." Prince Belphegor uttered with an indifferent tone...He was the gigantic behemoth.

"I am not seeking anyone's help." Prince Beelzebub scoffed, "I have made a connection with those bastards and they made their opinion clear that there will be no peace with our demon realms. So, if I went down, you will be next."

"Show us." Prince Abaddon spoke lazily as his shadowy form kept flickering once in a while.

"Fine."

Prince Beelzebub knew that his brothers had absolutely zero trust in each other's words and they only believed their eyes.

demonic statue that resembled him in front of them and then he forwarded the desired memories to

his brothers to see those memories by connecting their

princes opened their eyes again and looked at each other with

with a hardened look...His infernal red eyes reflected the massacre of

uttered, "We won't be able to contest against them in outer space and stop them from erasing our main cities and massacring most

the true danger their demon race was suddenly put in and if they didn't act faster to

lost 20% of my territories in a few hours and they are still going deeper. I need you to send reinforcements as soon

to send spaceships as we will be merely giving them free assistance." Prince Mammon suggested while pointing his boney finger up, "We have to use our

of the void nation, one could

to get involved personally?" Abaddon asked with a tiresome

in the physical department just like the Horites race." Prince Mammon stressed, "So, we just

he still refuses to show up." Prince Belphegor snorted, "Demon King

doesn't show up." Prince Asmodeus remarked with a crafty smile, "We can use this war to truly justify overthrowing him and turning his own people on him. If a king still doesn't

fighting over stealing the crown from Lucifer but he was still considered the demon king even though he didn't show himself for

now that they were in a crisis mode and if he still prioritized worshipping the demon god in front of the Darkness Well instead

possible as the demon contract had one thing on the lesser demons' side...Getting

moment their rationality starts getting threatened during this war, they wouldn't hesitate to use

Prince Mammon grinned greedily.

demon realm without demons is nothing but a free territory for

irritated tone, "My territory is getting run over at

strategy to deal with Lucifer's situation, he wasn't in the right position

since it was currently the buffer between them and their

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with the SGAlliance's invasion, their demon king Lucifer could be seen in a sitting position in the midst of the vast expanse

attire, his crimson hair cascading down his shoulders. The stars shimmered around him, casting a soft glow on his grayish

did Lucifer justice as he truly was cut from the same mold as Felix...It was like they were twins

him, there was a massive pitch-black rift, a tear in the fabric of space itself. The rift seemed to pulsate and vibrate with otherworldly