The demons on the high platform instantly changed expression.
The Seventh Special Zone they guarded was a Human Race prison designated by the Mystic Machinery Golden Court. There had only ever been their slaughter of the Human Race. Yet these ants who had cowered for ten thousand years actually dared come knocking?
"Bold of them. This king hadn't even gone looking for trouble with them, and they dared deliver themselves to my doorstep instead."
"Bastards!"
The Alligator Dragon King roared, "How many have come?"
"Reporting to Your Majesty, at least five hundred thousand. The exact number is still being verified!"
"Who is leading them? Gu Yi? Or Dongfang Yan?" the Alligator Dragon King pressed. Across all of Spark, those were the only two Human Race powerhouses he feared.
"Unknown. The outpost was blasted apart before they could see clearly. This Human Race force is extremely strong and thoroughly prepared!"
"Useless! Useless!"
The Alligator Dragon King kicked the communications officer flying and snarled, "You know nothing when asked about anything. What use are you idiots? Get down there and gather the latest intelligence immediately! Within an incense stick, I want to know who their commanding general is, their troop deployment, and their marching route. Miss even one, and bring me your heads!"
"Yes!"
The demon generals around him stepped forward one after another to volunteer, their fighting spirit surging.
"Your Majesty, what is there to fear from the mere Human Race? The royal city alone has two hundred thousand Mystic Machinery elites and a hundred thousand mech troops. They are walking straight into death!"
"That's right, Your Majesty. These humans must have forgotten how badly we beat them back then. They hid for ten thousand years—do they really think they have what it takes to turn the heavens upside down?"
"This