บท 192: The city of Sin

My wings flew me to the city of Dis. The nearest one. As I approached, I planned on how I would do something like this. Building an army wasn't a thing I did in the past—I had no need for one beyond a bunch of guards to protect my territory from nuisances.

An army to fight a god required more thinking. For a start, there was a problem of logistics. Only so many creatures could attack a single person at once without hitting each other, and if said creatures were weaklings, they would just become a smear on the god's weapon in an instant. A being of divine level could wipe out an army of them and don't get tired.

So, I needed at least somewhat competent (compared to me) warriors for my army. And less of an army and more of an… elite team. Elite team big enough so there'd be plenty of spares, and to attack all of the Twelve at once if necessary. One hundred forty-four demons—twenty squared—seemed like a good number to aim for.