For some reason, when Bai Yongsheng came to his senses, he found himself already standing in front of the demons that had yet to enter the water.
His gaze passed over Tang Lanshan at the bottom of the river. He turned his head and glanced toward Zhang Guangmu.
Bai Yongsheng sighed. "Having subordinates willing to die for the sake of helping you become king... It's truly enviable..."
Tang Lanshan could not possibly be a match for these demons.
If she stubbornly held them off here, she would probably meet with certain death.
Could she not have known that?
The answer was no.
Yet she had still chosen this path.
Whether she had acted out of a moment of hot-blooded impulse or sacrificed herself for the greater good of all humanity, that decision had still shaken Bai Yongsheng.
He decided to block half of the demons that had yet to enter the water.
"I'm not doing this for you, Zhang Guangmu."
Bai Yongsheng muttered to himself, finding a relatively reasonable-sounding excuse for his actions. "Only by maintaining the balance of combat power will a lone wolf like me have a chance to claim the throne in the end."
As for the real reason, perhaps even he himself did not know.
Bai Yongsheng gripped the staff in his hand, which burned with blazing Demon Forging Flame, and charged toward the hideous demons.
Ten minutes later.
Tang Lanshan's prophecy had come true!
The FLAG she had raised had still taken effect.
Under the assault of the special-forces demon squads of land, sea, and air, she was stretched to the limit as she struggled to defend herself. Her stamina and magic power were rapidly draining away.
In reality, if she had not possessed the Forbidden Magic Staff, which could restrain the demons to