On the battlefield, the Iron Blood Brotherhood's warriors could not face the Demon Race's soldiers head-on due to their weapons and equipment. But the Iron Blood Brotherhood still had 2,000 mages and 6,000 archers, more than enough to wipe out these 1,100-plus demons.
After Lu Yang finished explaining the situation in detail, Turbid Wine, Bai Shi, and the others were filled with rage. They felt that the demon Bashi had toyed with them.
"Gather up! All warriors, assemble!"
"I'm going to flatten Sun Moon City!"
"Damned demons, just as cunning as the reports said."
"Gather up! Everyone, assemble!"
In just ten minutes, all 12,000 people had assembled. Before they set out, Grant delivered 20,000 Magic Scrolls.
"I've given you all my stock. Make sure you bring me back more magic cores," Grant said painfully.
"This time, I'll bring you back a third-order demon's horn," Ku Ai Bansheng said.
Only then did Grant nod in satisfaction and return to his laboratory. Looking at the Flower Demons and Tree Demons with contract symbols branded onto their heads, he roared, "Keep using your reproduction skill. I want more materials."
The third-order Flower Demon Chieftain Flander and several hundred second-order Flower Demons wore despairing expressions. They had been forcibly bound by master-servant contracts and could not defy Grant's orders. They could only exhaust themselves producing Flower Demons, but whenever the branches they used to create Flower Demons grew out, Grant would cut them off.
The agonizing pain made Flander deeply regret ever coming to this planet. Unfortunately, there was no point in saying such things now. Until the day he died, he would have to repay the debt for the hundreds of thousands of humans who had died at his hands.
The Tree Demons were the same. More than twenty Tree Demons had