At least a hundred skeleton soldiers were swept into the fray, crushed into ash by that unstoppable magic light.

In contrast, the Heart-devouring Demons that bathed in the magic fog seemed unscathed, even appearing to be nourished by it.

Twenty squids emerged from the dense fog, their enormous pupils and spindle-shaped heads looming over the entire battlefield.

Alex commanded the hired musketeers to lift their guns and shoot, but they were quickly entangled by the Heart-devouring Demons flooding through the gaps in their lines, forcing them into close combat.

"So it's a numbers game, huh?"

Forcefully shrugging off two lizard ghosts clinging by his side, Mel sent Bond flying with a kick, sneering in Luo Yan's direction.

"Will you continue? You coward who only hides behind puppets and plays tricks!"

He had already noticed it.

The reason these ghosts were tough to deal with wasn't that they were strong, but purely because they were layered with too many status magics.

As time passed, the effects of the status magic weakened, and the gap between them and himself became immediately apparent.

Watching Mel, who suddenly could move again, and the rapidly deteriorating situation of the battle, Luo Yan, sitting atop the Earth Cave Spider, slightly frowned. After some consideration, he still pointed his magic wand towards the frontline that needed more support—the gap there still needed people to fill!

"Awaken, my—"

Luo Yan, who was about to cast a spell to revive the players, suddenly felt a tickle in his throat, coughing up a mouthful of blood into his palm, his brow buzzing.

Feeling the sluggishness in his consciousness, Luo Yan inwardly cursed, barely finishing the spell, almost falling from the spider's back.

Damn it—

The backlash from the beast potion was kicking in!

His limit was seven bottles.

However, maybe because the disguise potion he took earlier had occupied his metabolic capacity, he didn't feel anything when he downed the seventh bottle, but during the casting, he tasted the bitterness of the backlash.

"It's the Nightmare Wanderers!" Charles shouted towards Luo Yan's direction, speaking anxiously, "There are too many of them! We've exhausted our magic power... you need to think of something fast!"

His beard was also stained with blood, and blood kept flowing from the corner of his mouth, drop by drop falling onto his collar.

Clearly—

This guy was also suffering from the backlash of Hell's Special Effect Elixir, and it was obviously much more painful than it was for him who grew up in Demon City, to the point where not even force-feeding would work.

Above their heads were Nightmare Wanderers.

Off in the distance, the One-eyed Giant was raiding... It's likely that creature hadn't revealed its true capabilities yet.

In fact, none of that was the real issue, the key point was that Mel's strength had far exceeded his expectations.

What Luo Yan didn't expect was that this guy, having been beaten up by his own personally recruited underlings, had only lost an arm.

Is this the strength of a chosen by the Chaos God?

It seemed unreasonably strong.

His own buffs could at the very least double their strength.

However, it was possible that the opponent was likewise layered with buffs imposed by the Deceitful Fog Nuoville...

Taking a deep breath, Luo Yan pulled out a necklace from his chest.

The necklace dangled with a pale red horn, which he gently grasped with his right hand before slowly infusing it with magic power.

The shell-like little demon's horn emitted a thread of warmth, then trembled slightly as if responding to his summoning.

In fact, if possible, he wasn't very willing to summon the enforcers from the Land of Nightmare.

After all, it was uncertain whether those little demons could turn the tide of battle, and appearing in a sorry state before his vassals might diminish some of the Demon King's prestige.

That was something taught at the Demon King Academy.

If possible, Luo Yan would rather use his prestige for the construction of the Demon King Territory, eventually forming a regular army composed of little demons.

But now, he could no longer afford to worry about that.

Not just little demons—

When necessary, even those civil engineering spiders running over to bolster the numbers from Alakdo's subordinates had to fill the ranks when called upon.

Watching the weary Demon King's army, a fierce smile appeared on Mel's face.

It seemed that victory and defeat had been decided—

This time, he would not let him escape!

However, just as he was thinking this, suddenly, from within the crimson fog, bursts of eerie green starlight shone through!

Before Mel could regain his senses and understand what was happening, a swarm of arrows, like a plague of locusts, pounced towards the "squid swarm" assembled in the sky!

Each arrow, trailing a dark green light, was imbued with magic power on its head!

"Gah—!"

Bathing in that deadly shower of arrows, the Nightmare Wanderers floating in the sky had no time to evade, and were pierced into hedgehogs among a series of piercing screams.

The magic-infused toxin paralyzed their nervous systems.

They fell like crashing airships, losing their ability to fly and plummeting heavily into the forest shrouded in fog.

Witnessing the Nightmare Wanderers crashing to the ground, Mel's eyes reddened, and he let out an exhaustive roar.

"No—!"

Unfortunately—

A roar could not stop the relentless waves of arrow rain, and the Nightmare Wanderers soaring through the blood fog were hunted down like a school of fish, dropping one after another.

Watching the sky filled with trailing light arrows, the wavering morale of the human battalion was restored, and they solidified the positions on both flanks of the Demon King's army.

The victory scale, which had once leaned towards Chaos, was now once again tipping towards the Demon King and the human alliance!

"Reinforcements! Our reinforcements have arrived!" Alex, covered in blood, raised his longsword and excitedly shouted to the warriors beside him.

Although most of the reinforcements were monsters, at that moment, no one cared about such matters!

Every arrival was a comrade-in-arms!

At the same time, a robust and upright figure appeared in the shadows of the forest not far from Luo Yan, slightly nodding before taking a knee on the ground.

"Gray Wind Tribe Clan Leader Terrell Moonblade pays respects to Lord Demon King..."

"Please forgive your loyal servants for our delayed arrival."

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