In the desolate nether-space, John stood beside the prone figure of Devil Mammon, immersed in contemplation.
The information concealed within Mammon's words was staggeringly vast, and John needed some time to sift through it carefully.
The Abyss was in chaos, with Bael rising as the new ruler among the 72 devils.
Azazel was still alive, or rather, a new Azazel would emerge, but only in another millennium at least.
Several Devils had descended upon various corners of the Godslayer Continent, albeit all grievously wounded.
A war between the Abyss and the Godslayer Continent was inevitable before the worlds merged.
John mentally cataloged each piece of information, weighing which matter was most pressing and which required immediate resolution.
Noticing John's prolonged silence, Mammon, lying on the ground, started to grow uneasy.
