One side was a desolate wilderness.
Dark clouds rolled over the wilderness, and peals of muffled thunder sounded from the clouds one after another.
The other side was a grassland.
The Demon King, ablaze with fierce green flames, walked step by step across the grassland, heading towards the direction of the wilderness.
Wu Xiaode glanced back at Ye Jiana.
Ye Jiana's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, her mouth continuously chanting, seemingly at a critical juncture in her spell.
It wouldn't do.
The Demon King looked formidable, and even though its power had been suppressed by "Rage," its combat skills and tactics were absolutely too much for these humans to handle.
This was a bit like many fighting games—
the final boss's health bar might match the player's.
—but could you defeat it?
He must think of a plan immediately; otherwise, after the people here were killed by the Demon King, even his own world would suffer!
Wu Xiaode's gaze fell on the enemy forces on the wilderness.
