To human adventurers, the depths of the Jade Forest differ from its outskirts; here is a forbidden zone rarely visited by mankind.
And at this moment, within what should be a tranquil mist, shadowy figures are moving in the haze, with time passing, those figures in the mist gradually becoming clearer.
A tall and short uniform army of demons.
This army has surged from the southern parts of the forest, like a slowly flowing dark torrent.
Even without looking at their equipment, from their orderly movements and silent discipline, which almost seem unlike wild demons, one can discern their elite level, even more disciplined than most armies.
The relationships of demon races, territorial disputes, and food chain dynamics seem non-existent at this moment.
The demons are tightly bonded by a higher will, silently marching, executing that supreme will's instructions.
