The entire Demon Race territory was teetering under the impact.
"What's going on? Who is attacking our race?"
Talons' face changed dramatically, questioning sharply.
However, when his gaze swept towards the distance, his pupils suddenly contracted.
He saw black clouds rolling across the horizon, killing intent pervading.
A black war banner was fluttering in the wind.
Adorned conspicuously with four large characters — Dark Empire!
"Bastard! It's that Vampire! How dare he come to kill us!"
The Demon King gnashed his teeth, almost spitting blood.
"Quickly gather the elite of the race, I will personally meet that kid!"
Before his voice fell, he leapt up, his black robe billowing.
Like an Evil God descending to the world, imposing and terrifying.
"Master, I am willing to live and die with you!"
"Swear to fight the Demon to the death, even at the cost of being shattered to pieces!"
Asmodis and the brave warriors of the Demon Race shouted in unison.
