Saying it moves slowly is actually because it's so enormous, it only takes one step to catch up with the army. In the sweeping hot waves, behemoths over twenty meters tall stride out from the fiery mist and smoke, as if walking out of hell itself.
Beast Demons. Over a hundred of them, giant Beast Demons that only a Second Level Sublimator can handle, pressing toward the South Ridge.
And on the shoulders of these Beast Demons, one demon officer after another in human form is commanding the entire army.
The Demon Army, forged from the fears of all beings, and the bloodless, tearless Mechanical Legion, advancing opposite each other.
But in reality, thanks to the scouts and Silver Peak's terrifying machines' detection, the South Ridge side, having determined the enemy's position, launched their offensive first.
"Shooting data calibrated."
