"Boom! Boom, boom, boom!" No sooner had Ye Luo issued his warning than explosions erupted across the sky outside the Zerg Hive. The blasts drew nearer and nearer, making the ground tremble. The bombardment vaguely reminded Ye Luo of the Japanese artillery barrages he had seen back on Earth!
Switching to the Overlord's view, he saw a vast mass of Demon race warriors surrounding the entire Zerg Hive—at least twenty thousand of them. Their appearance had come without any warning. The vanguard had practically entered the airspace above the Zerg Hive complex. If Ye Luo had not sounded the alarm in advance, they would have surrounded him completely in moments.
Who else besides Demon Lord Jiulu could have silently led an army of nearly twenty thousand through the layered blockades of the Overlords and Flying Ants? Yet among the Demon race troops charging across the sky, there was no sign of Jiulu at all!
"Demon Lord Jiulu truly deserves to be the commander of Sweet Wine Capital. His divine sense was devoured and suffered a backlash, yet he recovered so quickly. This junior truly admires you..." Ye Luo sharply flicked his right hand toward one side of the Zerg Hive, and a bolt of purple lightning shot out in an instant!
"Clang!" A sword—a blood-red sword, its blade wreathed in crimson blood mist, a demonic sword that seemed capable of drawing in one's entire mind with a single glance—flashed through the air and blocked the purple lightning! Its owner was naturally Sweet Wine Capital's commander, Demon Lord Jiulu!
Jiulu had been discovered before he could launch his sneak attack, but he was not discouraged. However, he had no intention of speaking with Ye Luo. He spun his demonic sword in his hand, flashed forward, and closed in with an overwhelming