The entire fortress resounded with the unyielding roars of the Demon Commander, the unwillingness and anger in his voice piercing the ears.
Golden energy sprayed out from his facial features.
Then this gigantic Demon Commander turned into a pile of ash amidst the golden light particles.
"It's the War God, it must be the War God, descending to the human world to help us."
Watching the demon disappear on Kane's Long Spear, all the soldiers were filled with piety and fervor, and many of them directly knelt on the ground.
Even Di Berrio was full of shock. In that former era brimming with heroes, countless heroic ancestors paid with their blood to seal this demon, and it died just like that in the hands of Kane.
Di Berrio was somewhat dazed, stretching out his palm to slap his own face hard, to confirm whether he was deluded by the demon, creating this illusion in his mind.
Sakrem came to the front of his commander and, seeing his behavior, couldn't help but pat his shoulder.
