Hao Ren had a bigger question about the young Demon Hunter named Claude:
Why had he, a servant and messenger beside the First Saint, appeared on the battlefield?
Claude had been captured by an Orc Shaman. This Orc Shaman had followed the Mad Demon King since Izax first raised his army. He was loyal and powerful. Izax summoned the Shaman Elder to ask about the situation at the front, and took the opportunity to ask about that "Claude" as well. The old orc had a deep impression of the young warrior he had captured: "He charged into battle with everyone else. He was a warrior in every sense of the word. At first, we didn't notice anything different about him from the other Demon Hunters. It wasn't until he seriously wounded several powerful paladins in succession that we realized he was probably a commander."
Izax frowned. "You said he charged on the front line like an ordinary soldier? Did he have any additional guards or attendants with him?"
"No." The old orc shook his head, the shaman ornaments on his body jingling. "If his identity had been any more obvious, we would have noticed him right away."
"Well... in any case, you captured someone very important. You deserve credit for that." Izax waved his hand to dismiss the old orc, then turned to the others. "What do you think?"
"The guard beside the supreme leader ran onto the battlefield to charge into battle. No matter how you look at it, that doesn't seem like something he thought through." Hao Ren smacked his lips. "Tsk. What exactly are those saints planning?"
"The legion's front line has now advanced to the boundary of the Spirit Realm Bell Tower." Lanina looked at the floating sand table in the center of the room. Most