The Demon Legion was currently the most elite army in the entire Demon Race.
As a Demon Race player, Otto gazed at the fearsome troops before him, and a faint smile appeared on his cold face.
"Humans, prepare to die!"
...
Twenty kilometers from the territory of the Demon Race, four million Order Warriors were slowly advancing.
The great battle they had just fought had made the players realize that the creatures of the All-Race Battlefield were nothing special after all.
Every time they killed a creature of the Crane Spirit Clan, the experience points they received were comparable to killing a boss back in the human world.
Many players had gained enormously from the battle.
As they continued forward, they whispered among themselves, struggling to suppress the smiles on their faces.
"Halik, did you get anything good just now?"
Several players who knew each other were discussing their gains from the earlier battle.
