The three-meter-tall elite demons had been grinning viciously as they approached Turbid Wine and his men, mocking the pitifully weak stray arrows of the humans. But in the next moment, when they saw the humans charging from afar, the demons were stunned.
"These weak little insects actually dare to charge at us?"
"Have they lost their minds?"
"How is this possible? These puny humans, not even two meters tall, actually dare to attack us?"
After their momentary daze, anger spread across the demons' faces. They felt humiliated. The elite demon captain roared, "Charge with me! Kill these humans!"
"Kill~!" Five hundred demons roared in unison, raising their great shields before their chests and crashing toward the humans ahead. They had no intention of trading blade for blade with the humans. Instead, they wanted to use their physical advantage to smash these humans to the ground and trample them to death. Only then would they live up to their status as elite demons.
100 meters
50 meters
10 meters
The distance between the two sides shrank rapidly. Finally, they collided. Turbid Wine stood in the front row, directly facing the elite demon captain.
In that instant, searing pain shot through Turbid Wine's arms, and his body involuntarily tilted backward. Even though he had reached the peak of the second tier, the difference in physical strength between him and a Demon Race warrior at the same level was simply enormous.
The elite demon captain thought the same. At the instant of impact, his body was only slightly hindered before he relied on brute force to continue charging forward. Yet after advancing just one step, he found himself unable to move another inch.
"Brothers, hold the line~! Push them back!" Turbid Wine roared.
"Roar~!" The hundred shield-bearing warriors roared together. They