Everyone stands before me in newly upgraded gear.
Many spent yesterday farming for MCP using my absorption skill in the higher floors of the labyrinth, crafting the highest-grade blood-bonded armor they could with A-Grade loot, while others rested and waited for these final hours to draw near.
While there are thousands of C and B-grade hunters around the 8 Great Regions and the Dark Continent who would happily put their lives on the line if I had their regional directors give the order, it is best that an elite squad fights on the front lines.
The weakest troops from the Central Association and the demonic army have red divine cores; only the Crimson Army and the Inner Circle can handle forces like these. Even Bri and Rodrigo stay behind in the Apex Capital with the A-Class hunters for now, continuing to spread the word.
Having semi-powerful, well-known figures in the public eye bringing me more stats to draw from is a battle of its own.
"The war shall begin when the sun rises. Be ready for anything... Any last questions?"
No one speaks, all wearing serious expressions, as the details of our mission were made clear yesterday.
"Good, let's move out."
With myself and Ember leading our army; Abby, Maria, Raven, and Arie follow close behind.
Luna follows Arie, while Fisher and Lydia walk beside her.
Monk and the Saint, along with his two orange-cored disciples, follow behind them.
Finally, the Elemental Captains lead three squads of Crimson Army troops.
Our aura lights up the night.
Everyone here has been power-leveled above level 7000 and have mana control far beyond their level. All their skills are fully upgraded and they're stacked head to toe with high quality A-grade gear.
We have 3 True Cores, 3 Yellow Cores, 2 Orange Cores halfway to Yellow, 2 Newly Awakened Orange Cores, 2 Demonic Soul energy wielders, and 3 dozen elite soldiers wielding elemental energy with mana control far stronger than the perks a mere red-core Demonic Knight has.
Above and below, two of my body doubles float with us in stealth mode, and one trails behind us a few kilometers as well.
Our force is less than 25% the size of either of the other two forces we're going against, but with over 15.6 million links of loyalty at my disposal, the number ticking upward every second, I feel both nerves, confidence, and excitement flowing through my body.
We all stop and float down to the desert floor at the edge of the Abyss, now less than 50 kilometers from the base of the tower.
To our north in Sector 1, the Demon's troops have begun moving into their own formation, following their Commanders and Generals as they move toward the Abyss just like us.
To the west in Sector 3, and to the northwest in Sector 4, forces of about 100 troops each move inward toward the Abyss as well.
The Vermillion Family Demon still stays behind a few hundred kilometers away, silently watching the tower, but I vividly remember the speed at which he traveled over to Arie not too long ago and know he could be with his troops in the blink of an eye if he wished.
With his words of wanting to settle our dispute within the throne, all I do now is size up the armies left behind and feel confident my teammates can handle it.
The only thing that irks me as we wait in the silence of night is the fact that the Big Three are nowhere to be seen.
Not even a word of them is mentioned by the troops left behind, and I don't get a single reading of them anywhere within thousands of kilometers.

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