Countless Hasta Race warriors suddenly surged onto the city walls, flames erupting wildly from the fire cores in their chests. The old clan chief, Miller, was only a fifth-tier Lord, but as he watched the Talin Ghost Mist Clan flee in panic, he roared in a hoarse voice, "Flames live forever! Follow me and kill!"
Thousands of Hasta Race warriors charged madly at the Talin Ghost Mist Clan. Though they could not see what the Talin Ghost Mist Clan truly looked like, they could see the petals falling onto them.
Misten, chief of the Talin Ghost Mist Clan, had already retreated beneath the city wall. Watching the Hasta Race warriors rush down, his face was full of sneers as he growled, "Insignificant ants, you think you can block the path of the Talin Ghost Mist? Kill them."
"Kill!"
The Talin Ghost Mist Clan's experts had been driven into a corner. They unleashed the overwhelming combat power of King Tier and Lord Tier warriors and charged toward the Hasta Race soldiers.
The instant the two sides collided, the Hasta Race was no match for the Talin Ghost Mist Clan's experts in magic power, strength, or speed. Yet whenever the Talin Ghost Mist Clan's experts killed a Hasta Race warrior, terrifying flames erupted from that warrior's chest.
At the moment of death, there was no pain, despair, or fear on their faces. There was only boundless determination.
"The Fire God lives forever!"
As they murmured those words, the fire elements between heaven and earth seemed to answer their summons, and blazing white light flashed through the sky.
Lu Yang recognized them at once as high-level Flame Sprites. Shocked, he asked the Blazing Demon God, "What spell did you teach them?"
The Blazing Demon God replied calmly, "The Flame Return Spell, also called