Roger Black looked at the soulless eyes of his prisoner. He hated all humans. He loved it when they lost all hope and gave in to his demands. He hated the way they treated his race as a group of heretic monsters. He loved it when they threw away all their dignity and begged him for mercy.
He didn't particularly like beastmen either. Those lowly creatures did however make good servants and cannon fodder.
Demons were the one supreme race of the planet, all those that opposed their rule should perish.
He had clawed his way up from being a little demonling on the streets to the fearsome general- feared as the black fist.
After releasing some of his chaos magic to kill off the prisoners, he slowly left the dungeon. The army-meet was coming. He had to make sure that all the resources were invested in the army. He wouldn't let those cannon-fodder camps try to take any of the glory.
This time the humans would fall.
He would make sure of it.
Even if the demon lord and hero kill each other. He won't finish the war until either one of them dies out.
After it was the only thing he cared about, his hatred consumed him completely, he would even sell his soul to Devils if needed.
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Damien Grey looked at the base of the Darkness league. It was the mercenary camp that he had supported.
Though he often felt that the beastmen had been unnecessarily dragged into their feud against the humans. War was necessary for survival.
He often wished though that all the meaningless fighting would stop and the nations could be in harmony. If everyone just shared their resources instead of hoarding them up, wouldn't the world be a better place.
However as much as he supported the beastmen he still felt that they were better cannon fodder. He would rather have them charging in first than his demon legion.
This meet, he would make sure that within the camps the Darkness league holds control, and a balance is formed between the camps and the army.
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Fredrick Scarlet was often called the bloodthirsty general and the most vicious of them all. He was the infamous battle maniac.
He looked smugly at the base of The Crimson Cult, one of the Big 5 with as much bloodlust as him. They loved soaking their blades in the blood of the enemies. He had secretly been in co-operation with their leaders for a long time. Many might perceive him to be a battle-hungry idiot, but on the contrary he was one of the most cunning generals.
He had always wanted more power, and he knew where to place his bets. He didn't care how the meet and even the war went. What he was concerned about was the aftermath.
He had heard that the Demon Lord wanted to merge with the human nation after it ended. He didn't want the war to stop. As long as there was war, the military was needed, and as long as they were needed he would have power.
Power was everything, as long as he had enough of it, nothing could stop him. All those who stand in his way would join the river of blood that he had created.
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Emma White helplessly looked at the set of instructions that Lucas had left her. She was the ever feared demon general but also the youngest.
She had decided to latch onto the gamble that was the Anarchists. She would help support them in exchange for the throne. However she was no pushover, if they dared double-cross her, she would ensure that they would all fall together."
"Ensure that the mercenaries have dominance over the army, and among the camps pay more focus on the neutral camps."
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Revenant shadow smiled to himself in glee as he slowly released the zombie maggots all over the Annihilation order, the last of the Big 5 mercenary crews. By the end of the day most of them would be converted into servants of the lord.
He had already infiltrated the base after failing that mission.
He was sure that as more and more corpses fell in the war. The world will join them in undeath following the guidance of The Flying Eye.
"Mr.Nameless Hunter I will remember you. You will make a fine sacrifice to the Lord."
The revenant slowly chuckled to himself as he thought of those fools from the Winged order. They actually believed that the flying eye was their subsidiary and that the winged ones would lead them to glory. When they find out that the true lord was the one of undeath they would all despair before joining us all in undeath.
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In a secret base of the winged order.
"Have all preparations been made for the army meet."
"Yes, The general that is in cahoots with us will help us. Though it is a shame that Those lunatics of the flying eye couldn't get us more insiders"
"Yes indeed, we will have to make another evaluation of the threat level of Emma White."
"We have to ensure that the war goes unhindered. Once, both the demons and humans were weakened by the war, the winged ones will be able to come and sweep them all. The winged order shall rise and gain its deserved glory."
"Yes indeed, praise be to the winged ones."
"Any word from our operatives in the beastmen settlements of the self-proclaimed lion king and the elves"
"Everything is going according to the plan. The elves are all going to co-operate with the holy ones, the beastmen are just puppets."
"The mermen?"
"They have all gone into hiding in the sea, they might as well belong to a different world. The gulf between the land dwellers and those seaweed tramps is too wide. All they can do is hide in their shells at the bottom of the ocean/"
"Good, its time for the operation to begin"
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As the Blood Moon cast dark shadows all over the capital of the Demon realm, various powers secretly acted in the dark.