Watching Oliver and Xavier retreat, Kuang Cang returned to the city wall.
After releasing the fortune enhancement, Kuang Cang let out a heavy breath.
Truth be told, if they had chosen to drag the fight out, Kuang Cang could never have outlasted them. Of course, even without enhancing himself with demon race fortune, he was confident he could hold his own against two Heavenly Demons suppressed by the Heavenly Dao. He had only used the enhancement to settle the fight quickly.
As for why he needed to settle it quickly, that was naturally because Kuang Cang was defending the city. Even in that brief span, his battle with the two Heavenly Demons, Oliver and Xavier, had done considerable damage to the Outer City Wall.
The longer he fought them, the worse Beijing City's situation would become. Had they realized that?
Of course they had, or they would never have risked their lives to come after him. But they had not expected him to use the Demon Race's fortune to raise his strength another level.
Once they sensed their lives were in danger, they naturally refused to keep fighting him and could only flee in haste.
Two years had now passed since the Seventh Great Wall fell and the enemy launched its full-scale invasion.
Looking at the Heavenly Demons, whose numbers had not diminished in the slightest, Kuang Cang suddenly felt a flicker of doubt. What exactly had the Prince hoped to achieve by letting the Heavenly Demons through?
And after he had barely managed to repel two Heavenly Demons in the Heaven Peering Realm this time, how many would come next?
What was the point of defending Beijing City to the bitter end?
The central Imperial Palace in Beijing City.
Standing at the palace entrance, Cheng Yu let out a