Under the puzzled gazes of Huo Hai and the others, a group of Demon Spirit Masters began ordering the Demonfolk forward to cut down trees. The Demonfolk were strong, but they had no tools, nor were they trained to fell trees.
They simply smashed the trees apart with their claws, brutally crude and without a shred of artistry. "Brother Huo, what are they doing?" Blood Rose asked with a frown as she watched the Demon Spirit Masters at work.
Huo Hai had already spoiled some of the beautiful scenery by cutting down trees to build the floating base. These Demon Spirit Masters were even worse. After their ravaging, the surrounding scenery had become unbearable to look at. Who knew how long it would take to grow back? Blood Rose was already deeply displeased with their actions.
"I don't know, but it's probably nothing good." Huo Hai answered, watching the Demon Spirit Masters with a frown of his own. His instincts told him that Mo Wen was not someone easily dealt with either.
Far to the south, an elite army was rushing toward them. "Pick up the pace! We've just received word that the supply base is under attack. We need to move faster!" The commander glanced at the information in his hand and spoke with an anxious expression.
"But sir, even at our fastest, it will take us three days to reach the supply base. If we do that, we won't have much fighting strength left when we arrive." They were humans, after all, not Demonfolk. A frantic march would leave them physically exhausted. If they encountered Demonfolk then, they could only be slaughtered in a one-sided massacre.
The commander sighed. "I know that too, but we have to move faster. Let's hope the supply base can hold out a