At the boundary of the Wood Spirit Empire, in front of the war fortress.
Dozens of Second Tier Transcendent Devils stood upon the void, gazing distantly at the fortress that stood as solid as a reef.
"We've spent months trying to take this fortress, and the Commander is already very displeased."
A powerful Super Second Tier Devil swished its tail, "Today, we must capture this fortress."
"Kill!"
"Roar roar!"
"Praise the Great Sovereign!"
They rushed forward with loud thunder.
Unleashing a bloodstorm.
The entire fortress seemed like a meat grinder, with strong figures from both sides continuously falling.
The Devil Race heavily injured a Second Tier human strongman, its tail quickly enlarging to swallow him whole.
It showed a cold smile, "No matter how you recover, as long as I swallow you... Hmm? Where's the person?"
The bulging tail revealed a constantly struggling Human Race strongman who suddenly vanished.
