Eryies said, "But dear, you must be careful. Anything that suppresses death should not appear here. Because that does not align with the nature of the entire plane."
Lynch nodded and walked towards the camp with the Desire Demon. However, he had already secretly hidden the new recruit's insignia and the longsword on him. Unless a devil came forward to interrogate him, he was just an ordinary traveler between planes.
The camp here clearly resembled a military camp, at least apart from the tattered tents, there were quite a few targets for practice. The corpses of demons hung from the low trees, mostly timid demons. The Devil Warriors ceaselessly swung their weapons in various ways at those flesh targets, smashing the timid demons to a pulp. Then they shouted loudly, urging the overseers to quickly replace the targets. Any devil that could create a novel way to pulverize the flesh would be greeted with cheers and applause from their companions.
