Moreover, the highest commander of the Demons, Sani, was absurdly slaughtered.
The group, now headless, descended into chaos.
If they fought desperately, leveraging their numerical advantage and disregarding the cost, they might have been able to kill Lin Da.
But the Demons, being living individuals, had their own interests to consider.
No one wanted to be cannon fodder.
Thus, a truly bizarre scene unfolded on the battlefield.
Lin Da, holding Habi, was chasing down hundreds of Demons!
The Demons fled in panic, abandoning their helmets and armor, afraid of falling behind their companions.
"At the last auction, Jem, you deliberately raised my bid, didn't you? Go to hell, you bastard!"
"You dare strike at my wings? Are you insane?"
"No, please! Spare me!"
One Demon after another fell from the sky.
Volgan and his group of dozens froze, transitioning from a tense breakout to watching blankly, doing nothing.
A quick scan of the skies revealed not a single Demon remaining.
