"A hundred thousand troops are blocking the passage for humans to the Donau Wasteland. Together with our elite commando squad, we're attacking Fleur-de-lis. I honestly can't find a reason why we wouldn't take this Red Earth Highland. According to the data, the total population of this place is less than ten thousand!" Dreadlord George Best laughed heartily: "The Beamon warriors are renowned as the best, and that's true for the main warrior races of Beamon. But as for those Vassal Clan Beamons, even our weakest ghoul warrior can take down a hundred of them single-handedly! It's fine to acknowledge our opponents, but there's no need to take them too seriously."
With those words from the demon king, a modest yet proud smile appeared more or less on each face of the Demon Clan members.
This assuredly triumphant joy seemed to infect even the ground itself. Suddenly, the earth trembled violently, "swooshing" like someone with epilepsy.
