"Permanently reducing some of the strength?"

The demon kings were a little hesitant. They were not super geniuses like the mechanical demon king. It would take at least several decades for each level of strength to increase.

"There is no need to think too much, because we have no choice at all unless we surrender to the Lord of Hell."

The Nightmare Demon King said decisively: "Sithorn, I agree."

The Cursed Eye Demon couldn't help but glance at the Nightmare Demon. Is this guy really an undercover?

The other demon kings thought for a moment and agreed. They had no choice at all. The offensive of the mechanical demon king was really terrible.

"Let the two demon kings hold on as long as possible, and you will sacrifice them immediately."

Sithorn said: "In addition, speed up the construction of the Black Demon God's Altar. With so many demons dead, the life essence and souls will definitely be enough."

"good."

The demon kings nodded, and then they began to offer sacrifices to Sithorn in exchange for the projection to be condensed as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!