Roar!
Mandin was desperate to learn Luo Lin and Maska's exact situation. In his anxiety, he let out a furious roar and sprinted toward the distant mountains that had not caught fire.
He was incredibly fast. As a third-order Dark Demon, his magical power was more than ten times stronger than that of an ordinary second-order Dark Demon.
Weaving through the forest and drawing on the power of shadows, he appeared hundreds of meters away in the blink of an eye, leaving all his subordinates far behind.
While flying through the air, Lu Yang spotted Mandin racing below. For a moment, he considered taking Mandin out alone. With his current strength, Rednight, and the Three-Eyed Demon Flower, assassinating Mandin was not impossible. But after weighing it carefully, Lu Yang gave up on the idea.
Twenty thousand brothers were about to fight Maska's thirty thousand Dark Demons in a bloody battle. He was too worried about that battlefield and had to personally command it.
"Mandin, I won't let you live much longer." Lu Yang gave the black shadow darting through the forest below one last look, then urged Rednight to accelerate toward the entrance of Guiyan Mountain Valley.
Rednight flew quickly. It took only ten minutes to return from Death Gorge to the entrance of Guiyan Mountain Valley. When he arrived, he could see from the air that Maska's Dark Demon Legion was still racing through an area half an hour away.
By the time he reached the entrance of Guiyan Mountain Valley, Zhuo Jiu and Bai Shi were already leading the Iron Blood Brotherhood's twenty thousand warriors as they assembled into formation.
"Shield warriors to the front."
"Spearmen, hide behind the shield warriors."
"Archers, form up."
Because the enemy had arrived so suddenly, although the Iron Blood Brotherhood's twenty