Fuxi looked at Xuanyuan gravely. "I'm entrusting the Human Race's entire Battle Soul Corps to you this time. Your sole task is to charge. Break open a path for me, throw these devils' formations into disarray, and provide effective support for the main army's assault."
They were already fully equipped and ready to move out, preparing to break through the blockade and assess the situation outside.
Xuanyuan nodded, excitement stirring within him. "Rest assured, Your Majesty. With me here, these Devil Ancestors will certainly suffer heavy losses."
Fuxi nodded.
He turned to the Demon Marshals beside him. "Demon Marshals Yingzhao, Fei Lian, and Ghost Chariot, command of the Demon Race will rest entirely with you this time. I hope you can coordinate with the Human Race and help us break through the Devil Race's blockade."
They were demons, after all, and he could not simply order them around. He merely asked them to provide support from the sidelines. This was still the Human Race's battlefield.
The three Demon Marshals nodded together. "Rest assured, Your Majesty. We came precisely to cooperate with the Human Race. You need not worry about the Demon Race. As long as we are here, we will do everything possible to protect the humans."
That was their mission, and it was also the Demon Emperor's command.
Fuxi nodded in satisfaction.
What he appreciated most was their attitude. Whatever the Demon Race actually did, their stated commitment, at least, pleased him greatly.
Fuxi looked ahead, his expression grave. "Move out."
At his command, Xuanyuan led the Battle Soul Warriors charging out of the Human Race's formation.
The force surrounding them outside was none other than the Second Vanguard Camp, which was currently in a state of confusion.
For certain unusual reasons, they had been unable to contact their