Even though their numbers clearly numbered in the tens of thousands, including rank five and even level six experts.
The Demon Armor Knights and the two Specters swept through as if in an Uninhabited Realm.
"Die!"
A Level 6 Early Stage Purple Crystal charged a fist forward.
Swish! Accompanied by the flash of a sword, cracks spread instantly across its right arm, and its body was sent flying backwards.
Then, the Thunder Tyrant descended, unleashing the terror of Black Thunder, and nine evil dragons tore its body to pieces.
The mighty Purple Crystal Race had actually fallen.
In that instant, the other level sixes panicked.
"Report to the organization quickly, request support, the Twilight Demon King is here!"
The Demon Armor Knight struck again, another sixth-level alien race decapitated.
It was like a god of slaughter; no one dared approach.
The corpses piled around it like mountains, and none dared face it directly.
