Amid the roar of artillery, the meteors falling across the sky possessed a beauty of death.
Trailing crimson flames, they fell relentlessly into the Demon Clan army.
Boom, boom, boom!!
Every thunderous blast meant dozens of demons forcibly erased from the earth.
In the valley basin, a one-armed Minotaur who had just slammed into a Bone Demon to save the young behind him stared blankly at it all.
Bursts of destructive fire reflected in his only remaining eye.
He saw a Fourth-Rank Heavy Armor Demon Soldier, which had been chasing him into desperate straits moments earlier, take a direct hit from a "meteor."
The demon soldier never even had time to scream or struggle. Together with its sturdy shell, it instantly became black severed limbs flying through the air.
"Oh God, is this your power...?"
He murmured to himself, his notched battle-axe falling from his hand with a clang.
Warwick's arrival was like a bolt of lightning splitting the night.
The Steel Torrent he brought turned the tide of collapse and saved his people from peril!
"Awooo!"
The ecstasy of surviving disaster mingled with incredulous shock on every Half-Orc's face.
Atop the mountain, Warwick held the head of the Sixth-Rank Demon Clan commander. His scarlet eyes swept across the scattered demon army below, his voice like a frigid wind from the depths of the netherworld.
"All troops, hold nothing back! Attack!"
"Crush them!!"
"Roar!!"
Over a thousand Half-Orcs who had returned from the expedition let out earth-shaking roars.
Over a hundred tanks, infantry fighting vehicles, and assault guns all reached optimal firing positions without the roar of engines!
Meanwhile, hundreds of Half-Orcs carrying ammunition crates, heavy machine guns, and rocket launchers charged down from the mountaintop.
From time to time, they strafed the demon army below.
By the moonlight and