The Erem Elf fleet was indeed overwhelmingly powerful against the natives of this world, but it had yet to reach the point of being completely invincible—the races from Izax's homeland had clearly honed an exceptionally strange war-tech tree through their long years of conflict, and War Weapons centered around supernatural magic could not be judged solely by their technological level. On top of that, the Erem fleet had to protect a superfortress three to four hundred kilometers long and nearly a hundred kilometers wide. That enormous, sluggish thing was like a target, leaving the elf fleet no attention to spare. Thus, Izax and Hao Ren had to find a way to help deal with some of the enemies—at the very least, take out those irritating cannons.
The humans' massive magic cannons were unprecedentedly powerful, but they turned slowly and posed a threat only when dealing with the giant fortress in the sky. The Erem fleet soon suppressed those sluggish monstrosities, while the demons' fel-energy cannons were superior in both target-locking and firing speed. Those were Izax's targets.
"Charge with me!!" Izax raised his black demonic sword and charged toward the demon legion before him. This Fire Giant, standing over five meters tall, was the most conspicuous presence on the entire ground battlefield. Under the glow of that blazing red light, the veterans of the Demon Lord's Army were filled with fighting spirit, while the demons in Seradon's legion trembled in fear. As the demonic sword fell, dozens of demonic runes released shock waves no weaker than heavy aerial bombs, reducing the lesser demons before Izax to nothing but ashes.
The Obsidian Golems advanced with heavy steps. Their movements seemed slow, yet they were steady and resolute. No enemy could obstruct these cold monsters' will to move forward. The golems' blood-red