Unstoppable?
The Evil Race took human form. One of its hands was raised, gripping a rectangular object. Its ugly head was bowed, and its dull eyes remained fixed on the object in its hand. The sight was bizarre.
"Bowing Evil Emperor!" When Lan Guanzhu saw the Evil Race figure, his face turned grim.
With the power of the pass fortifying him, he could keep a Demon Hair Evil Emperor firmly in check. But if the Bowing Evil Emperor joined in—stronger even than the Demon Hair Evil Emperor—the two of them together would put him under immense pressure.
After the Bowing Evil Emperor appeared, space around the Demon Hair Evil Emperor began to ripple. It split open, and figures of all shapes and sizes tore through it and emerged.
Feeling the waves of aura radiating from those figures, Lan Guanzhu's mood sank to the depths.
Every figure that appeared was an Alien Race member at the Evil Emperor level.
Including the Demon Hair Evil Emperor, there were thirteen Evil Emperors in total.
Besides them, over a hundred Evil Lords had joined the battlefield.
Thousands of Evil Generals, and countless Evil Soldiers.
Watching the Evil Race army gradually being transported into view, Lan Guanzhu felt a chill settle over his heart.
It was over!
From the looks of it, the entire Evil Race army had come for their Eleventh Border Pass. They were certain they could take it!
Although the power of the pass could suppress the Evil Race, even with it, he could handle one Evil Emperor. If he gritted his teeth, perhaps he could face two. But what about three? Four? There were thirteen here!
On the battlefield below, the human warriors saw the Evil Race army suddenly descend, and despair filled their eyes as their hearts turned cold.
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