At Critical Moments, Only The Conqueror Can Turn the Tide

Chapter 807: At Critical Moments, Only The Conqueror Can Turn the Tide!

As the two Death Gods raised a sea of undead in the Antoran Wastes, the demons who had been happily tearing each other apart felt their brains ache. By the time they realized they had been surrounded by terrifyingly powerful vengeful undead, there was little time left for the demon commanders to devise brilliant tactics.

All they could do was kill!

Fortunately—or unfortunately—the demons, who did not know where they were or what they were supposed to do, wanted nothing more than to slaughter everything in sight.

Thus, when the news reached Antorus, the Burning Throne, which was being contested by every demon faction, any demon with a brain knew the situation had already become irretrievable. It was only a matter of time before the Eredar undead stormed the Burning Throne. If they wanted to survive today's disaster, finding defensible terrain in advance was their top priority.

The good news was that there was no shortage of such places in the holy land the demons had operated for over twenty thousand years. They were everywhere.

The bad news was that real-world "dungeons" had no invisible walls. If the Eredar sent a fleet to bombard Antorus with indiscriminate firepower, the demons would have nowhere to hide.

The worse news was that the Eredar, having no intention of sparing a single demon, truly did exactly that.

After including the Bal among them and clearing Krokuun's aerial demon forces, the hunter ships wasted almost no time. Starships gleaming with the light of destruction raced through the atmosphere, and upon reaching the Antoran Wastes, unleashed enough firepower upon the ground to shatter continents.

Those starships did not even deliberately distinguish friend from foe.

Partly because the Restoration Army had already gone mad