A million bones, an Ashura sacrifice.
Among the high-ranking Red Flymen, a saying had always circulated: to communicate with the Ashura World, the minimum requirement was an Ashura sacrificial rite conducted with the blood and bones of one million members of the same life race.
The Green Flyman imperial family relied on the power of wizards to rule the Flyman World. They were the tools through which wizards indirectly enslaved this world—whether Red Flymen, Blue Flymen, Purple Flymen, Black Flymen...
Yet the only ones who truly dared to resist were the Red Flymen!
They lived in fear. What they feared was not the Green Flymen, but the wizards worshipped above the Green Flymen's heads. They had feared them for thousands of years, enduring the Green Flymen's ever more excessive and brutal rule.
Now, the Red Flymen were no longer limiting their resistance to the underground. Shadow Red Gauze had begun a true contest against the Green Flymen. It was not that they no longer feared wizards, but that they had found another mighty power they believed could withstand wizards—the Ashuras.
It was precisely for this reason that Wizard's Will had dispatched numerous Demon-Hunting Wizards to descend!
Once 1.08 million fresh Green Flyman bones were amassed upon the altar, the power of the Ashura World could descend into this world. Only a few hundred Green Flyman bones remained. Hope was right before them. Though Shadow Red Gauze had grown old and was no longer at his former peak, he was by no means someone this paltry force could defeat!
A withered palm rose from the bone throne. Its five fingers, covered in black fuzz, reached toward the layered, surging elemental power falling from the sky.
Boom!
Relying on his own Red Flyman power, Shadow Red Gauze confronted the Demon-Hunting Grand Wizard