Roar!
You can't kill me!
Dorkas struggled to his feet, roaring furiously.
Once he rose, the dozen or so Greater Demons around him had already torn through the Greater Demons he had led.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
One Greater Demon after another descended with surging power, kicking up great clouds of dust and smoke.
At their head was Bruce. Gripping a heavy axe, he stared at Dorkas like a tiger eyeing its prey.
Dorkas was no longer in peak condition. Charles's sorcery had struck him, leaving him seriously wounded.
Like a wounded beast, Dorkas hunched over in a fighting stance, warily sweeping his gaze over the demons surrounding him.
He snarled, "You want to take advantage of my weakness too?"
"If you want to kill me, then leave your lives behind!"
This powerful fifth-rank demon lord looked at the Greater Demons around him, undisguised killing intent blazing in his eyes.
Aboard the wizard tower in the air, Charles looked down at the ground and snorted. "What an idiot."
The enormous elemental true form rising behind him, together with the wizard tower, began unleashing sorcery once more.
Bruce suddenly swung his battle axe. "Hack him to death!"
Kill!
More than a dozen Greater Demons roared and pounced on Dorkas from all directions, leaving him not the slightest room to maneuver.
At the same time, Charles's attacks arrived.
In the air, wave after wave of fifth-circle weakening sorcery, imbued with immense power of laws, fell directly upon him.
Weakening his strength, intimidating his soul, stripping away his armor.
Strands of law power around him bound his soul, even making it difficult for him to move.
Aah!
He let out a low roar and smashed out with his fist, but its force was at least a great deal weaker than in his normal state.