Thanks to Old Mr. Cronus's "assist," the astonishing commotion stirred up by the Titan Giants directly drew away half the Demon Hunters on the light-path platform. Even a master-level Demon Hunter serving as a commander led a team out to intercept them, and the defensive forces blocking Hao Ren's path instantly fell by a large margin.
But Hao Ren still did not charge out. He silently sensed the energy fluctuations coming from afar, calculating how the Demon Hunters were faring after encountering Cronus and the other ancient Titans.
The Demon Hunters were indeed quite powerful. Moreover, as an artificial species, they were born with overwhelming innate advantages over many conventional races. But that did not mean they were truly invincible—after all, the Demon Hunters themselves had different levels of combat strength, and among the kindred they had exterminated, there had also been powerful experts.
When ordinary Demon Hunter troops encountered Olympus's ultimate war machines, they would still bleed and die.
Sure enough, before long, Hao Ren noticed the two remaining Demon Hunter Masters on the light-path platform suddenly begin communicating tensely.
It seemed they had received battlefield intelligence sent back by the commander who had departed earlier: the troops had encountered ancient Titan Giants that had suddenly appeared, and the battle had already reached a stalemate.
Amid the immense anticipation of Hao Ren and the others, the remaining Demon Hunters indeed acted again. Another master-level commander led dozens of elite warriors away from the platform.
Obviously, in the judgment of these defenders, the greatest threat to the Palace of the Underworld King at that moment was the Titan Giants that had suddenly climbed up from the underworld. Almost all other parts of Mount Olympus had already been purged, and all the resistance from Olympus's "gods" had been compressed into the