"As you command, my queen." The One-Horned Devil Immortal hurriedly backed away and went to Kleim's side.
He regarded Queen Charming Ji with awe, fear, and even terror.
So he chose to stand firmly beside Kleim.
At the One-Horned Devil Immortal's action, the appreciation in Helaym's eyes grew even stronger.
Queen Charming Ji, however, frowned slightly.
If this fellow was determined to be Kleim's lackey,
there really was little she could do.
"All right, all right, let's return to the camp first. As for the legion you brought, send them straight to report to the Succubus Race's Second Battalion. We're at a critical point in our attack on the Human Race. These little fellows had better not drop the ball!"
Kleim frowned as he looked at the legion outside.
He discovered that most of them belonged to the New Devil Race.
There were very few true members of the Primordial Devil Race.
Still, they were enough to serve as cannon fodder. After all, this was not yet the real battle. Only once they broke through the formation would the grand spectacle of slaughter begin.
The One-Horned Devil Immortal whispered something to an aide, who then led the legion after a succubus toward the second camp.
The One-Horned Devil Immortal himself followed behind Kleim.
"Lord Kleim, I heard the battle against the Human Race has been going very smoothly. You've repelled several of their surprise attacks and slain quite a few of their experts."
Hearing the One-Horned Devil Immortal's question, Kleim nodded. "The results have been decent. The Human Race's fighting strength is nothing special. They've only held out this long by relying on their formation. Otherwise, we would have charged straight in."
"The greatest challenge in this battle is breaking that formation."
The One-Horned Devil Immortal looked puzzled. "Speaking of