Soon, the dead members of the Saint Dragon Clan returned to life in another form and launched a frenzied slaughter against the dark creatures.
The Giant Mouth Clan fared little better.
Their method of fighting was to swallow their enemies.
Yet the dead members of the Saint Dragon Clan actually came back to life again before being digested, and began struggling and slaughtering madly inside the bodies of the Giant Mouth Clan.
Soon, the Giant Mouth Clan fell into a disadvantage, and members of the Giant Mouth Tribe were killed one after another.
The manner of their defeat left the Demon Emperor unsure whether to laugh or cry.
Did this count as indigestion?
It seemed swallowing everything in one gulp really was bad for digestion.
By now, the situation on the battlefield was gradually becoming clear. The two races were not far from defeating these Three-Star Demons.
Just then, the usually low-profile Fire Elf and Deathfire spoke at the same time.
"We seek to challenge the trial for advancement to three stars. We ask the Manager to grant our request."
They could not even wait for the final outcome of the war before eagerly getting started.
"Very well. You may begin."
As the World Manager's voice fell, a Light Gate soon appeared near each of the two worlds.
The Fire Elf faced a group of ocean demons, who had an advantage against them.
The Dead Kingdom faced a group of light elves, who could purify death.
The Demon Emperor had figured it out.
In these advancement trials, they faced races that either countered them or were countered by them.
I wonder how a two-star world advances, then?
The Demon Emperor no longer paid much attention to their two worlds.
He returned to the Primordial World to discuss whether they should