The death of the first demon did not fill the other demons with fear. Instead, they let out even more terrifying, savage laughter.
An Ape Demon cast a Darkness Spell, and the battlefield ahead was instantly swallowed by pitch-black darkness. The pirates' eyes could see nothing at all.
"Roar!"
The Ape Demon roared excitedly and tore apart the body of a pirate before it.
Marcus's vision was likewise affected, but he gathered the power of his totem into his eyes.
"Kill!"
"You strange freaks think you can stop me?!"
Marcus charged toward a Minotaur Demon again, his scimitar chopping rapidly at it.
The Minotaur Demon's eyes were likewise brimming with bloodlust and slaughter. Its entire body was drenched in blood, all of it from other pirates.
Facing Marcus's attacks, the Minotaur Demon ignored them completely, intending to trade wound for wound.
Its thick, heavy spiked club smashed straight down at Marcus's head.
The Minotaur Demon was a projection and feared no death. Even if its true body had been summoned here, in an atmosphere of battle like this, it would not have feared death either.
The Minotaur Demon's eyes were bloodshot, white vapor still snorting from its nostrils.
Marcus raised the iron claw on his left arm to block.
"Boom!"
The collision between the iron claw and the spiked club erupted with a thunderous roar.
Outside the battlefield, Charles had already prepared his sorcery.
Soul Strike!
The sorcery struck Marcus directly in the forehead.
Across the entire battlefield, the only one worth Charles's attention now was this second-tier Tide Warrior.
Marcus's raw strength was too great. Once he reached the middle of the mountain, the wall would never be able to stop him. He might even tear apart the outer wall with his bare hands.
Therefore, Charles wanted to kill