As the Human Race grew ever stronger, their conduct had gone from silent restraint at the beginning to utter tyranny and arrogance.
Of course, this was directed at the Demon Race that had joined forces to oppose them.
As for those former overlords, they had basically not provoked them.
Even when dealing with the Demon Race, the Witch Clan of the Northern Continent had stepped in to help. The matter of nearly wiping out the Witch Clan last time had left these witches swallowing their anger for a long while. With such a fine opportunity before them, how could they let it pass so easily?
Of course, under the leadership of the Witch Clan elder, they were no longer as fierce and unyielding as the Twelve Ancestral Shamans.
After all, although the Witch Clan had recovered for several thousand years, their population had always been sparse. Moreover, giving birth to newborns had always been a difficult matter for the Witch Clan.
Even now, there were only a little over a hundred thousand witches.
Therefore, the Witch Clan elder was exceedingly cautious when it came to joining battles.
When facing the Human Race, although he had many thoughts regarding their struggle to become the overlords of Heaven and Earth, he also knew that the Witch Clan's present strength was fundamentally insufficient for such a feat.
Rather than that, it would be better to take advantage of the grudges between the Human Race and the Demon Race while the Human Race fought for supremacy over Heaven and Earth, and wipe out the Demon Race. Of course, wiping them out was merely wishful thinking. Most of the time, the Demon Race was simply too chaotic.
There were too many small races within the Demon Race; they simply could not all be exterminated.
But