Chapter 1787. The Kings of Hell

The entire battlefield was baffled by the scene. The mobile fortress was so heavy that it could rely on its weight to keep the eldritch beholder from moving around, but it was sent flying simply by one swing from Satan. It was currently slightly tilted to its back.

"Two of the fortress' legs have broken," Tip reported to John.

The remaining six legs tried to push the mobile fortress back to the upright position but their balancing was off.

"Harharhar," Satan laughed. He just stood there after sending the mobile fortress flying.

"Attack! Attack…!!" John sent the command.

He had been adjusting the army so that they could attack all the devils at the same time. Satan's position had changed but he had placed himself amid the Allied forces after his charge, so his position became the most vulnerable one. Ranged attacks of various forms came at him from all sides.