At the entrance to Sun Moon Mountain, a group of Lizardmen clad head to toe in black heavy armor stood in formation, holding torches. They were around eight feet tall, their muscles bulging beneath black heavy armor covering both their upper and lower bodies, with black short swords in their hands.
It was four in the morning, during the bitter cold of December. This was the coldest hour of the day, yet neither the biting cold wind nor the minus-twenty-degree temperature seemed to affect the Lizardmen. A layer of earth-brown radiance surrounded them, the protection of Earth Magic.
The leading Lizardman stood around nine feet tall, with even more powerful muscles and heavier armor. He was Xitu, leader of the Earth Spirit Clan.
Neither Xitu nor any of the Earth Spirit Clan had wanted to help the demons, but this time, they had no choice.
Augus had sent word that if they did not come to help, he would personally hand the Demon God's Heart fragment over to the humans in exchange for peace. He had also sworn upon the Demon God that if the Earth Spirits and undead came to help, he would share the credit with them when the divine envoy arrived in this world.
To Xitu and the Earth Spirits, credit was already secondary. They had come to fight over the Demon God's Heart fragment. If they failed to participate in protecting it and it was ultimately taken by the humans, they knew exactly how they would be punished when the divine envoy arrived: every last one of them would be slaughtered.
To save their lives, Xitu had no choice but to bring the Earth Spirit Clan to aid the Demon Race they had been fighting for nearly a year. Fearing that the Demon God's Heart fragment