Beast King Warwick asked in a muffled voice:
"Commander Lin, where did the Demon Clan descend?"
Queen Ellari said nothing. She merely gazed quietly at Lin Mo, faint ripples stirring in her pale blue eyes.
Lin Mo raised a hand and pressed it downward.
"Everyone, please sit."
Once everyone was seated, Lin Mo folded his hands on the tabletop and drew a deep breath:
"You guessed right. The Demon Clan has indeed appeared again."
At those words, the conference room fell silent.
"Where? How many Demon Gods?" The Elf Queen furrowed her pretty, willow-leaf brows.
Everyone else stared at Lin Mo as well, waiting for an answer.
With Great Xia's current strength, a few ordinary Demon Gods would never warrant such a mobilization. They naturally assumed that a large number of Demon Gods must have joined forces to invade.
Lin Mo shook his head:
"Not several. Only one has come."
"Phew-"
Muradin's taut shoulders abruptly sagged. He uncapped his flask and took a long swig, then interrupted Lin Mo with a grin:
"You gave me a fright! So it's just one Demon God!"
"Commander Lin, did you really have to drag us all into a meeting over a mere Demon God?"
"And you people in Great Xia are always holding meetings. Ever since we joined you, it feels like the meetings never stop. What a headache."
Warwick grinned as well, leaning back loosely in his chair.
Indeed, after joining Great Xia, all those meetings had given them quite a headache.
Besides, as they saw it, with the current Terra Allied Army and Great Xia's terrifying firepower, wouldn't surrounding and killing a lone Demon God be easy?
Only Elf Queen Ellari did not smile.
Her brows knitted slightly.
"If it were only one Demon God..."
"Great Xia would never have made