Demon Clan commander Wolaz watched his army of Corroders get picked off one after another, stunned and bewildered.
Since when did those long-eared Elves, or even the two-legged creatures of the Terra Continent, have weapons like these?
Just then, a sense of danger, of inexplicably being locked onto, snapped him out of his shock.
It looked up, just in time to see a burning "iron spear" hurtling toward it!
"Scum, you're asking for death!"
Wolaz roared.
This was the thing that had inflicted such heavy losses on it!
Its army of Corroders, along with those Heavy Armor Demon Soldiers and Liches, were all tier-four troops or higher!
For the Demon Clan, which lacked high-tier troops, this wave of losses was utterly devastating!
At this moment, as a tier-six powerhouse, it had absolute confidence in its formidable flesh.
Facing the surprise attack, it did not even dodge. Instead, it swung the massive axe in its hands and hacked viciously at that damned "iron spear"!
Clang!
The massive axe struck the laser-guided high-explosive shell dead-on.
Then...
BOOM!!!!
An enormous blaze erupted, illuminating Wolaz's stunned face.
Wolaz: "???"
An orange-red fireball swallowed it instantly.
The violent explosion blasted a huge crater into the skull of the giant beast beneath his feet.
"Awooo-!"
The giant beast lost its balance, let out a long, mournful cry, and crashed to the ground.
The low-tier demons around it scattered in terror, but dozens were still crushed to death beneath its enormous body.
As the dust cleared, the astonishingly tough giant beast shook its head and slowly rose, while Wolaz clambered up from the ground, covered in dust and grime.
Wolaz: "???"
Who am I? Where am I?
What just happened?
Its armor had been blasted to pieces, and tiny wounds covered its face and body.
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