The nine Crimson Demon Gods advanced simultaneously.
One-third of the Nuwa Continent was directly flattened, with the waters of the North Sea flooding in.
At this moment, a massive fireball plummeted from the sky, striking one of them.
Hundreds of warriors from Flame Village, clad in Residual Fire Armor, appeared all around it, encircling it tightly.
Looking at these surrounding ants, the Crimson Demon God did not hesitate and stomped directly down.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The ground was deeply sunken.
Yet the Flame Village warriors trapped below remained unscathed.
"Brothers, this Residual Fire Armor defense is quite something, isn't it? Shang Siteng didn't lie to us!" One of them crawled out of the pit, shook off the dirt clinging to him, and shouted.
The other Flame Village warriors, witnessing this scene, couldn't hold back any longer.
Their Residual Fire Armors, spewing tails of flame, propelled them towards the towering Crimson Demon God.
