But strategically, we can belittle the enemy, while tactically, we must take them seriously. Preparing in advance is crucial.
On the scene.
The Fei Demon swaggered out from the Demon Clan camp without opening its mouth, a raspy and unpleasant sound emanated from it, resembling the sound of sawing wood.
"I've long heard that the True Monarch Blessed Land in Fangsu District is full of opportunities. This time, I brought my demon brothers to have some fun!
What? You're not welcoming us?"
'Are these demons really here for the True Monarch Blessed Land?'
The human race present all felt their hearts sink upon hearing this.
At this moment, Zhao Wushuang flew out from the team he led and said indifferently, "The True Monarch Blessed Land has always belonged to our human race; what relation does it have with your Demon Clan?"
Zhao Wushuang was dressed in a pale yellow brocade robe, with a green jade hairpin tied in his hair, looking handsome, tall, and exuded an aura of a superior.
