Outside Red Flame City.
Sanaxis was leading a million clansmen at full speed. He was not particularly satisfied with the arrangements for this mission.
As Hippocra's newly favored subordinate, Sanaxis had most wanted to fight on the main battlefield. Although that would cost him many clansmen, it would also give him a chance to advance to Main God Tier, or even half-step God King Tier.
Now, however, he was merely an ordinary lower god. If he failed to render great service in the battles to come, he would probably only remain a lower god this time, unable even to become a mid-level god.
"Move faster! Enter Red Flame City and rest, then we'll take the initiative and attack the humans. We'll show Hippocra what we're capable of!" Sanaxis roared.
The million lower gods of the Firepower race ran at full speed. They had actually grown overconfident. Unlike fighting the Nether Flame King's army on the main battlefield, which filled them with immense fear, the human forces were nothing to them. The Nether Flame King's army had been famous for a long time, with countless half-step God Kings and Main God Tier powerhouses, as well as innumerable spell arrays. What did humans have?
To this day, these million-odd Firepower race warriors had no idea that humanity had successively wiped out six warlords with half-step God King Tier powerhouses, including Tyr, Hulitu, and Consta. These Demigod Tier races tucked away in remote corners still believed that humans had merely come to pick up scraps amid the war between the two God King armies.
"Lord Sanaxis, we shouldn't rest. Beyond the Lava Sea lies human territory. Let's slaughter them all and claim credit from Hippocra!" roared Egulen, the Firepower race's First Legion Commander and the lower god second only to Sanaxis.
"Those ignorant