Mi Lu suddenly realized this point, and a chill engulfed his spine.
He discovered that today's rebellion led by Manxie wasn't just a case of shooting oneself in the foot.
On the contrary, it gradually peeled away his hidden cards, and the biggest beneficiary turned out to be the Demon Lord, who no longer had any concerns about the battle for imperial power.
She shouldn't think even for a moment!
Standing on the city wall, Mi Lu gave an order, and the robust and vigorous sound of a horn rose against the wind; he took the lead, commanding three thousand troops from the city to formally kick off the war.
Although Mi Lu's body was deformed and frail as he stood before the heavy troops, devoid of any imposing aura, he was ultimately the Young Lord of the Demon Clan. When he drew his sword, the morale of the Imperial City's Demon Generals surged, readying themselves on all four sides.
