Leading them was a Seventh Order Demon Clan commander nearly three meters tall.
His muscles were sharply defined, and his dark red skin gleamed with a metallic sheen.
The fearsome bony horns on either side of his head and the dark red wing membranes spread behind him proclaimed his extraordinary status.
His scarlet eyes swept over the mirror-smooth wall, filled with bloodlust and brutality.
"Damn dwarves! They got away again!"
Seventh-Order Demon Venerable Yaxes roared.
His fist, burning with dark demonic flames, slammed into the metal wall!
Boom!
Before his fist even landed, the air ahead of it had already been compressed until it exploded with a muffled sonic boom.
BOOM!!!
Then his fist struck the wall squarely, unleashing a thunderous noise comparable to heavy artillery.
Yet the wall remained as unshakable as a mountain.
Countless runes engraved upon it abruptly lit up, then quickly dimmed, actually absorbing the full force of a Seventh Order expert's all-out strike.
Just then, a Sixth Rank demon with a single enormous eye stepped out from behind him, his voice low.
"Lord Yaxes, these dwarves have now traded for weapons from that Technological Civilization."
"They also have Spatial Rings. They must have stored large quantities of equipment inside."
"If this continues, they'll only become harder and harder to deal with."
Another Sixth Rank Demon General, whose form resembled a xenomorph and whose joints bristled with bone spurs, chimed in:
"It's not just the dwarves. The legions tasked with encircling and exterminating the elves, the Holy Human Race, and the half-orcs have also sent word."
"They've also traded for that Technological Civilization's weapons, inflicting enormous casualties on us."
"Lord Yaxes, I suggest joining forces with the commanders in the other regions and concentrating our strength to utterly destroy that Technological Civilization's Expeditionary Force first!"
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