The River Guard Army had never expected that, before the Idle Prince Army arrived, the Lion King Army would choose to perish together with them.
Outside Worthy Prince City, the shamans of the Lion King Army and Eagle King Army merged as one. Each looked crazed as they danced shamanic dances.
A translucent black pillar-shaped shamanic formation encircled the many shamans. Beneath them, a white six-pointed star rotated, while above, the head of a colossal beast sprayed crimson light.
Terrifying power after terrifying power radiated from the hexagram formation on the ground, forming thick black streaks like black tree roots burrowing across the earth.
Wherever the black roots passed, they devoured the corpses of both friend and foe, converting them into the shamanic formation's power.
Faint red light sprayed from above the formation, falling upon every demon soldier fighting in the battle.
Those demon soldiers had already had their lifespans drained and their power stimulated by various forces. With the formation's enhancement, even the most ordinary demon soldiers had risen to Tenth Rank.
Several hundred thousand Entry Rank Demon Race fighters were like a serrated blade, sawing Worthy Prince City into scattered ruins.
From high above, the frenzied Demon Race charged into every part of the city and fought street by street against the River Guard Army.
On the city walls, only a few veteran elite forces could still hold their ground. Only the northern wall barely remained intact.
On the northern wall, Jiang Youfei, dressed in blood-soaked robes, faced Upper Rank demons alongside Meow King and the other generals.
Jiang Youfei put away the Qinglei Ancient Sword, now chipped from battle, and replaced it with an ordinary enchanted sword.
The experienced officers and soldiers who saw this felt their hearts sink heavily.
Even if an Upper Rank enchanted artifact