Dragon Hammer City was already in complete chaos.
Hundreds of thousands of Demons surged out from the Abyss Gate, continuously assaulting the temporary defensive line the Dragon Hammer Lizardmen had built around the arena.
The Horned Lizardman perfectly played his role, directing from the center and gathering the promising Dragon Hammer Lizardmen around him.
In less than half an hour, fewer than one in ten of the more than three hundred thousand Dragon Hammer Lizardmen remained.
Seeing his handiwork, the Horned Lizardman smiled. Looking at the two Low-tier Soul Intent Lizardman warriors beside him, he raised both hands and pierced straight through their chests.
Feeling their souls being torn apart, the two Low-tier Soul Intent Lizardmen turned back in disbelief.
"Everything will end. Returning to the Abyss is your ultimate destination."
After absorbing the souls of the two Soul Intent-tier beings into himself, the Horned Lizardman looked at the crumbling Lizardman defensive line and smiled disdainfully.
Everything was proceeding according to his calculations.
"It's time to leave. If I'm caught, it could endanger my master's soul."
"What a pity. That body I had my eye on never returned for revenge. What a disappointment."
With a thought, the Horned Lizardman's body began to swell.
In an instant, a dazzling purple light shot into the sky.
The pillar of light continued expanding outward. The moment Demons or Dragon Hammer Lizardmen were swallowed by it, both their bodies and souls were completely annihilated.
In an instant, dozens of Soul Intent-tier Demons on the outermost edge fled madly in the opposite direction.
As old Demons who had invaded multiple worlds and survived, they believed they understood certain common traits of those material worlds.
A last-minute surge of power before death was a common occurrence.
As for how to force those powerhouses into such a