The Winged Human King glanced around at the empty surroundings.
The Demon Race airships that had failed to enter the spatial formation had long since fled. They were now little black dots on the horizon, about to vanish from sight.
The Winged Human King grew anxious.
"Heavenly King Xiao! Those demons escaped! Once word gets out, the Demon Race will be furious. They'll retaliate against the Winged Human Race without mercy! This..."
He knew how ruthlessly the Demon Race settled scores. Three Demon Gods had fallen here. How could the Demon Race let that go?
And the Winged Human Race would likely be their first target!
Xiao Qingtian said nothing. He merely glanced at Su Ye.
Su Ye immediately stepped forward with a smile.
"Your Majesty, there's no need to worry too much."
The Winged Human King, Orlando, and Ian all looked at him.
Su Ye began counting off points on his fingers, his tone as casual as if he were discussing dinner.
"First, the Three Demon Gods who've fought your Winged Human Race head-on for years are all lying here now."
He gestured with his foot toward the unconscious Edmund and the other two.
"In the short term, does the Demon Race have any Demon God Level fighters worth mentioning on your front? No. Their remaining forces are leaderless. They'll be lucky if you don't push them back."
The Winged Human King froze.
"Second,"
Su Ye continued.
"Of the Thirteen Demon Gods, we previously took out the Undead Demon God and the Succubus God. The Blood Demon God was badly wounded and went into hiding to lick his wounds. Now these three have fallen too. That's six of thirteen gone, leaving seven."
He paused, a knowing smile on his face.
"Those seven Demon Gods are fighting the Demon Clan