Charles let out a low laugh not far away.
The Book of Causal Paths in his sea of consciousness also wrote: "Kill, kill, kill!"
"Kill more devils. I can feel power surging toward me like madness!"
Charles had not ordered his army to begin its assault, but he himself had no intention of stopping.
Sieging a city did not necessarily mean climbing its walls. Using sorcery to attack the city was just as swift.
A Greater Demon flew to Charles's side. Suppressing the excitement in his voice, he asked, "My lord, when will our legion attack?"
Charles glanced over. It was Zarlos.
He snorted coldly. "I'll notify you when we attack. You don't need to come asking me now!"
With that, he slapped the Greater Demon out of the sky.
"Argh!"
Zarlos cried out miserably as he was slapped straight down from the air. The impact even crushed quite a few lesser demons below to death.
Flames burned in Zarlos's heart, but he did not dare vent them on Charles. He could only take it out on the lesser demons around him, trampling a large swath of them to death before finding a place to lie down.
Charles sensed that the entire legion was in a berserk state, brimming with the urge to attack. Even the Greater Demons were filled with bloodthirst.
It would not do to keep them bottled up for too long, so Charles announced to all the Greater Demons through his mental power:
"Idiots, are you so eager to throw your lives away?"
"This city has three walls in total. The first two are both meat grinders. Let the other demons go die first!"
"When we reach the final wall, I'll lead you into the attack. That will be the time for us to reap the harvest!"