Kael had originally thought Great Xia would need him on this expedition to deal with Wolaz, the Demon Clan commander.
In the past, he would have set conditions. There was no way he would work for free and let himself be taken advantage of.
Now that Lin Mo had become the Holy Son in his eyes, if he dared set conditions-
Lin "bitterly disappointed" Mo: You old geezer! You're always happily calling me Holy Son, but the moment I ask you to lift a finger, you charge me?
Besides, the Pope had told him to maintain a good relationship with the Holy Son. Perhaps the Holy Son was the emissary God had sent to save the Terra Continent.
Whether now or in the future, Kael could no longer set conditions.
Being taken advantage of a little was perfectly understandable.
What he had not expected was that Great Xia had already prepared a response. A single missile had killed the Sixth Rank being known as the king of the land on the spot.
With the Demon Clan now leaderless, victory was already a foregone conclusion.
In the sky, the last Demon Clan flying units launched a desperate charge.
The enormous Bone Dragons, reduced to nothing but a skeleton, opened their huge jaws and spat a mass of ghostly green Soul Flame at the birdlike Drone in the sky.
The Drone it struck immediately melted away and crashed.
"Anti-aircraft missiles, target three, salvo." Inside the command vehicle, Long Zhan noticed this surviving special Demon Clan unit and immediately gave the order.
Behind the position, several Anti-Aircraft Missile Vehicles fired simultaneously. More than a dozen missiles trailed flames as they sliced through the air toward the Bone Dragons.
The soul fire in the Bone Dragons' eye sockets flickered. They turned and fled, trying