It was like a signal.
At that moment, the entire battlefield boiled over.
The aerial demon corps and ground corps that had been lingering near Black Mountain all launched their most terrifying charge in unison.
This batch of aerial troops in particular was nothing like the minor demons from the previous waves of the Death Seekers Camp. Every single one of them likely possessed Ninth Rank strength, and their charge was swift and terrifying.
Flying eagles, giant eagles, vultures, falcons, crows, magpies, geese, and more—like a Category 18 hurricane, they swept forward in a single wave. Though some were knocked down by the enormous sword lights, there were not many.
They were simply too fast. Like a colossal black bolt of lightning, like a giant black serpent pouncing in an instant, they charged straight through a gap in the array and kept widening it.
The proper demon corps likewise picked up speed, moving even faster than the frenzied demons of the Death Seekers Camp.
More than a thousand Bull Demons wreathed in flames charged at the forefront. The leading Great Black Ox probably weighed over a thousand tons; its horns alone were seven or eight meters long.
Its enormous eyes were as large as lotus vats.
Any Death Seekers Camp demons in its way were trampled straight into minced meat and powder.
There was no concept of friendly forces at all.
Wang Wu was so frightened that he turned and ran, no longer daring to hang back.
As for the remaining massive sword lights, he did not encounter them at all. He could only run for his life. When hulking demons blocked his path, he could only leap up and scramble over them.
But just as he thought he would rush all the way to the opposing array and begin