Meanwhile, the Metal Elf elder thrust both hands forward. Countless silvery-white metal spikes formed in the air and shot out.
The Demon Clan within a two-kilometer radius were riddled with holes!
The Water Element elder pointed from midair. A blizzard descended, thousands of ice blades spinning rapidly within the storm, sending flesh and blood flying wherever they passed!
The leading dark-gold dragon gave a mighty roar and unleashed a jet of searing-white dragon breath over twenty meters in diameter, plowing a deep trench three kilometers long through the ice sheet!
The ice on either side of the trench steamed from the heat. The Demon Clan corpses had ceased to exist, leaving only a thin layer of charred residue.
This was the crushing superiority of Seventh-Order Experts over the Low-Order Demon Clan, a large-scale, one-sided slaughter.
Lin Mo's gaze locked onto the three Sixth-Rank units on the battlefield.
The three Sixth-Rank Demon Clan commanders tried to organize resistance under the suppression of the domains, while the surrounding Mid-Rank Demon Clan gathered around them.
The Seventh-Order Dwarf hurtled down from midair.
He raised his Legendary Warhammer high, the runes on its face glowing a dazzling orange-red.
"Smash!"
He brought his hammer down.
The leading Sixth-Rank Commander's armor was smashed to pieces along with its head!
Its powerful defenses were like paper before the Legendary Warhammer.
A three-meter-tall, silver-gray Werewolf descended from the sky. The second Sixth-Rank Demon Clan member was horrified and turned to flee, but how could it outrun someone of the Seventh Order?
Before long, Warwick's claws pressed down on the second Sixth-Rank Demon Clan member's head, and all ten fingers tightened.
Its head burst like a crushed watermelon.
The third Sixth-Rank Demon Clan member retreated frantically, barreling along at over a hundred meters per second, a truly astonishing speed.