While Lux was recovering in the World Tree, the Demigods of the Abyss near the center of Elysium had gathered to have a meeting.

Currently, they were in a stalemate with the Power Houses of Elysium.

Although they had conquered many Kingdoms and Empires at the beginning of their invasion, their advance gradually slowed and had now come to a standstill. The Dragons, the High Elves, the Divine Army of Light, Memento Mori, and the other races of Elysium were starting to push them back.

“Have you managed to contact Nyarlathotep?” a Demon asked the Adamantium Gargoyle that was seated across from him.

“Yes,” the Gargoyle replied. “But he is still having fun in his conquest of the West. He said that if we can’t even handle something this simple, we should just let the Dragons kill us because of how useless we are.”

The Demigods who were part of the meeting seethed in anger after hearing the Gargoyle’s statement.

If only the full force of the Abyssal Army had managed to pass through the Abyssal Gates before it closed off, then Elysium would have long been conquered by now.

The Abyss had more Demigods, Calamities, Empyreans, and other lower-level Abyssal Monsters than Elysium.

Simply put, once the invasion began, there was no question that they would win hands down. ᴡ ᴏᴠʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛʀs ᴀʀ ᴘᴜʙʟsʜᴅ ᴏ ovlꜰre.et

However, the sudden closure of the gates had taken everyone by surprise.

Their connection with the Abyss was also thoroughly severed, making them realize that they had been cut off from their home world.

Although they could still vaguely sense a bit of Abyssal Energy leaking in Elysium, it was impossible to open any of the gates in the world that would connect to the Abyss.

In short, the Abyssal Army and the Defenders of Elysium were currently in a battle of attrition.

Unless Nyarlathotep joined forces with them and gathered the rest of the Abyssal Demigods who were still expanding their Domain, it would only be a matter of time before the balance tilted in the Elysians’ favor.

“Who is the greatest threat we are facing right now?” another Demon asked. “Why don’t we just focus all our forces into attacking that faction first? After they are eliminated, we will shift to our next target.”

The Adamantine Gargoyle looked at the map of the center of Elysium in front of them.

“Our greatest threat is the Dragon Race,” the Adamantine Gargoyle explained. “The Dragons of Karshvar Draconis and Crystal Palace are holding key locations, preventing our army from breaking past their defenses.

“The Divine Army is playing guerrilla tactics and hitting our forces every time we least expect them to. The same can be said for Memento Mori. Those Necromancers are using the people we killed, as well as our fallen brethren, to fight against us. These two organizations are like cockroaches that are very hard to kill.”

The Demon then looked in the Kingdom of the High Elves where the World Tree was located.

“Attacking the World Tree is also a pain,” the Demon commented. “Within its territory, all High Elves and Elves are getting a boost in strength, and we, on the other hand, are weakened. Although they should be our top priority, without Nyarlathotep leading the charge, destroying the World Tree is impossible.”

The other Demons all nodded their heads in agreement.

“Since the Headquarters of the Divine Army and Memento Mori are unknown, the only places we can attack are the two Dragon Kingdoms,” the Adamantine Gargoyle commented. “But both of them have a few members of Memento Mori each, controlling the Undead Ancient Dragons, who are by far the greatest threat we are facing at the moment.”

It was at that moment when a voice filled with disdain spoke to everyone in the meeting room.

“Since all of you are not prepared for a head-on confrontation with the powerful forces of Elysium, I suggest we employ Hit and Run Tactics, alongside a Divide and Conquer strategy.”

Everyone’s gaze landed on the Fallen Angel, who went by the name Eligor.

He was handsome and looked like a man in his mid-twenties. However, everyone in the meeting knew that this fallen angel was actually thousands of years old and was a very formidable fighter.

His main weapon was a lance, and with it, he had carved his own Domain within the Abyss, proudly ruling the 555th Floor.

The other Demigods didn’t want to mess with him, which made him grow very conceited. However, after suffering a loss from Daniel and Nyarlathotep, he was forced to lower his head and submit.

Even so, he still kept his arrogance because he believed that, aside from those two beings, no one in the Abyss was stronger than him.

Even the Demigods who were gathered in the meeting acknowledged his strength.

“For this operation, I will volunteer myself as the temporary leader of the Abyssal Invasion until Nyarlathotep returns and takes control,” Eligor stated. “Do any of you oppose my proposal?”

The Fallen Angel scanned the faces of the crowd with a calm expression on his face. But, deep inside, he was mocking all of them for not having the guts to challenge his leadership.

In the end, no one opposed him, and just like that, he became the Supreme Commander of the Abyssal Forces that were congregated at the center of Elysium.

“I will divide you into different teams based on your specialty,” Eligor said. “We will use guerilla tactics and initiate a bombardment on several cities. Regardless of the outcome, we are going to retreat right away. Once we find a hole in their defenses, we will hit them there, and hit them hard.”

The Fallen Angel then waved his hand, making the map on the round table disappear. Instead of the map of the center of Elysium, a new map appeared, making the Demigods frown.

“For this strategy, we will not target the Dragons or the other two factions for the time being.” Eligor smiled as he pointed his spear at the map that he had placed on the table. “Our target will be none other than Agartha, the Kingdom located near the Core of the World.

“I managed to locate a few of their hidden entrances, and with the forces at our disposal, it should only be a matter of time before their defenses crumble.”

The Fallen Angel’s eyes glinted with malice, making the Demigods look at the map with Solemn expressions on their faces.

They never considered attacking Agartha because they were located deep underground. However, that advantage would now turn into a disadvantage.

With the entrances to their kingdom fully controlled by the Abyss, they would have no place to run, and hide, leaving them no choice but to fight to the death or submit to the Abyssal Monsters that would soon come knocking on their doorstep.