The battle raged on, and casualties began to mount on the platform for both the Human and Demon Races.
The three peak-level demons and the veteran captain were locked in a white-hot battle, the terrifying aftershocks of their energy cracking the surrounding ground apart.
'An opening!' After a long, fruitless assault, a vicious glint flashed in the eyes of the Dark Gold Lion Demon, which had been searching for a weakness.
It suddenly retreated a step, its chest heaving violently like a bellows. The ancient markings on its forehead flared with a blinding golden light as an invisible pressure, as tangible as a physical force, spread outward.
"ROAR—!!!"
A terrifying, earth-shattering lion's roar suddenly erupted.
The sound seemed to carry a power that could pierce the soul. It wasn't an auditory attack, but a direct assault on the sea of consciousness of every opponent present.
Captain Zhang Zhen, being closest to the Lion Demon, bore the brunt of the attack.
