All the Demon Race experts looked up.
Before long.
The corpse of a Flood Dragon came crashing down through the rift in the secret realm.
After a brief silence.
The Demon Race erupted in towering fury.
Boom!!
Terrifyingly powerful auras erupted. As the Demon Race experts stared at the Flood Dragon's corpse, their eyes blazed with rage.
Provocation!
Utter, blatant provocation!
The Demon Race had dominated the Western Continent for hundreds of thousands of years. When had any race ever dared provoke them like this?
The Blackstone Vulture Race's actions.
Had sent the Demon Race experts into a rage.
This was not merely a matter for the Flood Dragon Race, but for the entire Demon Race.
Their dignity and pride had been trampled.
Who could possibly endure that?
Of course.
The Flood Dragon Race experts were even more furious.
Another one!
Another Great Power of the Flood Dragon Race had fallen.
The Flood Dragon Race had originally possessed quite a few great powers, but with one falling after another, great powers had now become scarce within the race.
Inside the Dragon Transformation Pool.
The Demon Emperor was furious as well.
"Effective immediately, march on the Blackstone Vulture Race!"
With someone pushing them this far, the Demon Race could not remain silent, even in its badly battered state.
If they swallowed their anger even now.
The other races watching from the sidelines would all come to kick them while they were down.
If that happened.
The Demon Race would truly decline.
Therefore.
The Demon Race had to fight in the face of the Blackstone Vulture Race's provocation. Even if they could not wipe out the Blackstone Vulture Race, they at least had to take a firm stand and make the other races understand that not just anyone could humiliate them.
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