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Normally Rias was against violence, of any short, seeing it as a barbarous reminder of Devil's past, of course, Rias didn't count rating games into it, as they were more of a sport if fighting one, still a sport, Rias knew there were bad apples in Devil society that took it as more than just sport, but she knew her brother was doing all he could to do, to squash these evil ideas...

Demons...

At first, Rias thought they were the same as Devils, and as such, she came to Aegis to ask why he wanted to wage war against them, inside worried that Aegis wanted to do the same to Devils...

These thoughts of hers ended the moment she witnessed it...

The pain, the suffering, the unnecessary violence for the sake of more violence...

The more Rias looked, the more she felt nauseous...

The more her face paled, and the more she trembled...

The sole reason Rias didn't break in crying, even if very close to it, was Aegis, whose hug and warm body gave Rias enough strength to witness this...

Abhorrence...

Akeno joined the hug, and Rias could feel how Akeno's body shivered...

Koneko and Kuroka were embracing each other as their cat ears lay flat on their's heads...

Sona, Rias could see how her dear friend tried to look strong, but even she and her peerage stood close to each other, masking each other's body reactions...

Even Grayfia, someone Rias never showed any amount of great emotion, seemed to waver between disgust and anger...

To think there existed such a disgusting race...

Rias couldn't ever think that she would be happy seeing someone or someone's death in such a tremendous amount...

But as she watched the live feed of Solitas artillery nonstop firing, she couldn't help but feel a certain amount of satisfaction...

Still... Rias didn't release her hold on Aegis, not believing her shivering legs could now carry her...

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Willow rocketed her daughters on her feet as she lay on the bed, not willing to let her little ones see the things that were now played on the TVs...

Willow noticed how Wynne pouted but didn't change her mind, as the things that were now played were live feeds of the start of war...

"Aren't they precious?"

"They truly are."

Willow smiled as she watched her two closest friends, Iris and Alexandra, coo over the little twins, making Wynn giggle, and Wynne held her laughter as Iris tickled her...

Salem, who joined them in there, looked from the table she was sitting by and smiled.

"Where is Raven? Normally she joins us in there."

"She is with the girls, they need it, especially our younger Ruby."

"Ahh, yes, even if they live for violence, the silver-eyed don't like it."

Salem said with a nod of her head.

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The Hell dimension, the place where violence and death were a normal part of life, was assaulted by a new sensation, most of Hell was still unaware of the happenings, as the Hell dimension was an enormous, almost never-ending place...

But the more powerful or sensing could feel it...

The change...

Or the start of it...

For the first time in its existence, Hell experienced a total assault, something until now, Hell has just done to other worlds...

It was almost unthinkable for Hell denizens to even understood that the Hell dimension itself could be under attack...

Until now, there were just two or one parties that had the strength to attack Hell, the Night Sentinels...

Who were mostly destroyed with survivors in hiding.

And the Slayer...

The Doom Slayer...

But he was now sleeping, or at least that's what the Hell denizens hoped for...

And so it was a surprise for the ones in the vicinity, seeing enormous projectiles falling down on them, creating a plethora of colorful explosions...

And the sound, the sound was like a clap of thunders when they flew into the Hell from the portal...

What followed for those who survived, or were lucky to be far away, was witnessing a seemingly, never-ending barrage of the explosions that changed the land in itself...

As mountains were erased, and the plains became craters...

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"First step of the plan is in motion."

"Good, any compliance?"

"None."

"Good, good."

Sienna said with a feral grin as she watched the Solitas artillery cannons continuedly firing one volley after another...

The first plan of Hell invasion wasn't some grand melee or face-to-face fight between Sentinels and Demons.

Nor were it Solitas fleets that would fly through the portal, nor the Sentinel bases with their new Prismatic cannons.

The first action of the plan was to create a place where Solitas could build a fortress, and what was a better way than making such a place? And at the same time erase any resistance than artillery barrage?

What would follow this artillery barrage would be fleets that would carpet bomb any surviving demons, and just then would Atlan's walk in, followed by mechanical legions, Sentinel bases, and pre-built fortress walls that were flying with the help of anti-gravity generators inside them...

And once the fortress would be ready, just then Sentinel's would follow...