Angelica nodded her head vigorously, then continued preparing the al with Heloise Yiyeta.
The situation here temporarily ca to a close, but in the surrounding woods, a constant rustling sound faintly erged.
At this mont, a large number of demons had already ambushed in the surrounding jungle.
Among these demons, there were Luo ng’s fourth brother, McDonald, his fifth brother, Nasa, and his sixth brother, Fokner.
There were Luo ng’s second sister, Delna, and his fourth sister, Yodora.
There was the Demon King’s princess, the Minotaur Chief’s sister, Jacqueline.
There were two of the Four Demon Kings: the Giant Ape Clan Leader, Lowell, and the Demon Wolf Clan Chief, Wolfes.
The Seventeen Demon Generals and other masters were too nurous to count.
No one doubted that this was an extrely powerful force. Both Lowell and Wolfes were Level 90 and above, with strength comparable to Wozworth and Augustus, Saint Monica.
Further, with many other powerful demons, Oville, already slain in battle, significant casualties in the Holy Court, and almost all the Wise Mountain Sages gone, they could even flatten the entire Imperial City of the Oville Empire.
Even though the Hero was imnsely strong and renowned, even rumored to have slain the Demon Prince, Diaberlic, and that Second Prince Edrich and the Third Prince had also fallen to the Hero’s hand, still no one believed the Hero had any chance of surviving when facing such formidable power.
This was an absolute crushing advantage.
Even the mighty Hero seed exceedingly insignificant in front of this force.
Yet, not a single demon dared to take rash action.
They were all cautious, not of the Hero, but of other brothers and sisters around them, as no one wanted to be the first to stick their head out.
Everyone could see that being the first to strike was not a good idea.
Even if one could kill the Hero and obtain his corpse, one’s own power would be severely weakened, and would certainly face assaults from others, not even knowing how one died.
All being demons, they were acutely aware of what decisions their kind would make in such a mont.
Heavy breathing echoed in the jungle, and with so many demons gathered, the pungent stench mixed together, becoming increasingly nauseating.
The sudden incident at the Hero’s forr camp was noticed by many demons, and no one knew exactly what happened, but the desire to quickly kill the Hero grew stronger and stronger.
A foreboding feeling unexpectedly arose in the hearts of these demons, worrying that if they continued to delay, sothing terrible might occur.
The air beca increasingly oppressive.
Apart from heavy breathing, even the low oppressive roars of the demons seed to vanish into thin air.
In this oppressive atmosphere, a multitude of demons finally made a decision to set aside all differences and attack together. As for who would ultimately snatch the Hero’s corpse, that would depend on individual ans and luck.
After this agreent was reached, the longstanding repression in the hearts of these demons finally exploded and was released completely at this mont.
Roar...
Angry, frenzied roars spread through the jungle, sweeping from all directions like a rolling tsunami.
The ground trembled, the silent night was torn apart, and the jungle beca exceptionally noisy.
The violently swirling demonic Qi mixed together, soaring into the sky like dense clouds blocking the sky above.
Small stones on the ground were rapidly hopping, the campfire flickered restlessly, and clusters of sparks drifted up towards the sky.
Qin Chu’s lips finally curled into a smile; these demons had finally taken action. He thought this large group of demons were just cowards, having not made a move for so long.
In front of him, one could see the frenzied Giant Ape running wildly through the jungle; under its wildly flailing thick arms, trees as thick as bowls were directly shattered into splinters.
Also, there were taller, gigantic Minotaurs that crushed everything on the ground like berserk bulldozers, turning every obstacle, whether large trees or boulders, into fragnts in an instant.
The figure of the Demon Wolf, flashing through like lightning.
The Winged People spread their wings, their bodies obscured in the rolling Demonic Qi, occasionally visible.
The assault of the demons had begun.
Strangely, the camp seed to be largely unaffected, Qin Chu’s lips curved in a smile, calmly sitting beside the campfire, seemingly oblivious to the turmoil around him.
Antasia, Angelica, Heloyse, and Iyeta were also prepared for this scenario, but seeing a large number of strong, towering demons swarming around them, their faces inevitably paled.
However, upon seeing Qin Chu, they imdiately felt reassured.
With the master here, there was nothing to worry about.
The demons drew closer, their roaring voices mingling together like deafening thunder.
The stench in the air swept in waves, making the air quality even worse.
In the jungle, pairs of eyes—either crimson or dark green—glead with a fierce, weird light.
All these demons wanted to tear the Hero into pieces, all eager to claim the glory of killing the Hero... Compared to these ordinary demons, McDonald, Nasa, and other Demon Princes and Abyss Sky Kings thought differently. In the eyes of these high-ranking beings, the Hero was already a corpse; no one believed the Hero had a chance to survive under such attacks, the real trouble was how to get their hands on the Hero’s body amid such fierce competition.
At that mont, Antia, who had been leaning against a tree behind with her arms crossed, suddenly opened her eyes.
A trace of cold light flashed in her deep blue eyes.
The dark red Long Spear silently appeared in her palm, her fingers flicked, and the spear tip instantly tore through the air, hissing as it thrust toward Qin Chu.
Just when it was half a ter away from Qin Chu, the spear tip suddenly stopped.
Followed by a spray of dark red blood, a figure also finally erged.
It was a small-statured demon, its body dark and shadowy, twisted and grotesque like a withered, skinny monkey.
Shadow Demon.
They were the most adept at stealth and assassination among all demons, natural born assassins.
But at this mont, this powerful Shadow Demon, due to the pain of being pierced, had its already ugly face contorted in agony, making it look even more disgusting, and from its throat ca a continuous weird gargling sound.
This demon had thought Qin Chu and these won were distracted by the appearance of a large number of demons around, making it the best ti to assassinate the Hero.
With its strength, an attack was almost certain of success.
Unfortunately, the glory of killing the Hero was becoming increasingly out of its reach.
Antia’s fingers flicked, and the Long Spear buzzed as a surge of energy instantly spread from the tip of the spear, shredding the body of the Shadow Demon in an instant.
The next instant, Antia’s gaze shifted to the back, her beautiful eyes even turning sowhat fierce, her delicate tongue lightly swept over her soft lips, her face revealing a slightly weird smile.
The ti for a massacre... had arrived.
"Die..."
In Antia’s eyes, there was only that most powerful enemy.
The Abyss Sky King Roal who appeared next to the Four Demon Princes.
Accompanied by a fierce shout, the Long Spear shot out of her hand like an outburst dragon, wrapped in sharp, knife-like energy, it seed to stick to the ground as it howled forwards.
As for Qin Chu, he finally stood up, technically, he was still supposed to be in a state of exhausted strength.
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