On the Black Wasteland, the two armies faced off.
The Alligator Dragon King's gaze immediately locked onto the figure standing at the prow of the opposing flagship.
The aura of a mere early-stage Saint was laughably weak.
Combining it with the scattered intelligence sent by headquarters, he instantly realized that this was the Outer Realm demon.
He truly had not expected the Human Race, after cowering for ten thousand years, to send an early-stage Saint brat as their commander-in-chief. Were they looking down on him?
The demon general beside him immediately sneered, his face full of disdain.
"A mere early-stage Saint? I could slap him to death with one hand!"
There were no more than five Demon Emperor-level experts in the Human Race, even if one counted every last one of them. And they had brought this few experts to attack a king city?
They were simply tired of living—utter fucking idiots.
The only possible threat was that group of warships and mecha units, whose numbers were somewhat greater than theirs.
"Give the order, Your Majesty!"
The demon generals' eyes gleamed with excitement.
In their eyes, the Human Race army across from them was nothing more than walking Military Merit.
They had even begun calculating what treasures they would exchange for with their battle merits after claiming victory.
On the other side, aboard the Human Race flagship.
Chu Jiang had indeed not kept many Demon Emperor-level experts by his side.
Everyone who could be deployed had been sent by him to split into separate forces and sweep through the other territories of the Seventh Special Zone, seeking to seize the entire region as quickly as possible.
He did not interfere much with the battle's deployment.
The Human Race and the Magitech Civilization had fought wars for over ten thousand