"Bang!!"
"Boom—hiss!!"
At that moment, Qin Lie tore several dozen demons apart with his bare hands. Looking at the scene below, he said heavily, "Sigh... I never thought things would turn out like this. We're surrounded by hundreds of thousands of Demonfolk, yet the only breakthrough rests on the Azure Nether Leopard King. If that beast can't be killed, there's nothing we can do. We can only be ground to death here..."
He paused, then cleaved another demon to the ground and said in blazing fury, "Had I known it would come to this, I should've gone to kill the Azure Nether Leopard King myself! So what if he runs fast? Even if I couldn't catch him, I could at least have held him back and stopped him from bringing so many Demonfolk here!"
Lu Zhenbei's expression was equally grave.
With a thrust of his halberd, he forced back the Crimson Flame Tiger King. His figure paused slightly in midair as he turned to look down toward the foot of the mountain.
Watching the soldiers below, utterly helpless beneath the charge of hundreds of thousands of Demonfolk, his heart ached beyond measure. His five fingers clenched tightly around the shaft of his halberd.
He had considered many possibilities.
He had considered that the Demon God might be far stronger than expected, that the demons might number too many to resist, that the Hellfire Divine Pool might contain further ambushes.
But he had never imagined that hundreds of thousands of Demonfolk would force them into such a passive position, trapped between advancing and retreating, unable to do anything at all!
The Demonfolk were still surging forward in an endless stream. What were they supposed to do?
Seeing this, the Crimson Flame Tiger King burst into earth-shaking laughter. "Hahaha! Still counting on