Their conversation made Snaife look at Yun Chuan with a trace of fear in his eyes, silently labeling him as a ruthless man.
Just then, a huge commotion suddenly came from afar.
A massive swarm of Demons came flying toward them, darkening the sky like a flock of giant bats or black clouds blotting out the daylight!
Yun Chuan's eyes turned golden once more, and he easily determined that these Demons were still mere cannon fodder. Their genes were defective, and their intelligence was low. They were barely better than beasts, capable only of instinctively indulging their desires.
Sometimes, even the slightest noise could be heard clearly by every Demon within a certain area. Clearly, this swarm consisted of all the Demons in this region.
Of course, Demons like the two from before, who retained a measure of reason, were relatively rare. They could already be considered the elite among cannon fodder.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
A vast number of wings flapped, whipping up howling winds.
These Demons came in all sorts of bizarre forms. Not all of them possessed humanoid shapes; most resembled animals, looking grotesque and strange—so ugly they were unbearable to look at.
Such an enormous mass of Demons flew toward them in a dark tide.
Their piercing shrieks and frenzied cackles—
made it feel as though black clouds were pressing down overhead, as if the end of the world had arrived.
Snaife and his underlings stared at the vast swarm of Demons in despair. They were practically ready to give up. There were simply too many Demons; at a rough glance, there were at least tens of thousands. Even if every Demon merely spat once, they could drown them. Let alone this overwhelming charge.
"D-Divine sir, h-how about we leave?" Snaife asked Yun Chuan cautiously. He had obviously