"When do you plan on watching until?"
A voice suddenly rang out beside Mammon.
However, the speaker did not seem to wait for Mammon's answer. In the next moment, he spurred his horse forward.
"Royal Knight!"
The space behind Duma twisted, and waves of reflected light appeared!
Then, the sound of clashing weapons and galloping warhorses came from within!
Even more astonishingly, skeleton knights leaped out from those mirrored surfaces!
Each of them wore gleaming armor, held a long spear, and possessed a formidable aura!
Merely standing there, their aura alone made most of the Evil Demons tremble in fear!
Tap, tap, tap!
Duma pointed the Bone Spear in his hand forward, and the skeleton knights formed a triangular formation before charging ahead!
They were like a surging torrent of steel, unstoppable, as though they would crush everything before them into dust!
From the charge to the moment they plunged into battle and slowed down, only a few breaths had passed.
Yet in that brief span, corpses already littered the ground, and blood flowed like a river!
After coming back to his senses, Mammon did not rush to make a move.
Nor did he take the initiative to join the battle because of Duma's words.
The reason was simple.
The current battle was too low-level. His involvement would bring little actual help to the battlefield.
Besides, before coming here, he had already learned about the Sea of Ten Thousand Evils' overall structure and distribution of power.
Overall, this plane's combat strength did not lose to that of the Elemental Kingdom.
In fact, when it came to unity, it even surpassed the latter.
At the same time, their vicious natures and love of slaughter had cultivated their belligerence.
Therefore, if they were judged solely by combat power, the Sea of Ten