It drew back its giant arm, which was clad in cold Metal Armor. With a powerful surge of Magic, a heart-stopping energy coalesced in the air.

Suddenly, a radiant, crimson greatsword materialized from thin air. Flames and blood intertwined on its blade, making it look like a dark abyss ready to devour all life.

The Tyrant Demon raised this Flaming Giant Sword above its head, and ominous shrieks echoed across the sky.

A dozen Terror Wing Demons flapped their pitch-black wings and soared into the sky from the depths of the dense forest.

Their wings traced streaks of black and red across the air, moving with astonishing speed that almost rivaled lightning as they headed straight for the Long Spear Formation.

These Terror Wing Demons gripped stones burning with Abyssal Fiery Fire, turning them into deadly weapons that exuded suffocating heat and corrosive power.

Yet the Terror Wing Demons seemed completely indifferent, their Flame Resistance strong enough to withstand the terrifying heat.

When the Demon Army attacked human settlements, these Terror Wing Demons were particularly troublesome enemies, as they could hurl burning stones from high above.

When dozens of burning stones fell from the sky simultaneously, their power could rival that of a small-scale Meteor Fire Rain.

However, as the leading Terror Wing Demon dove toward the Long Spear Formation, the Skeleton Archers summoned by Fang Zhou once again displayed a remarkable performance.

Lu Yiyi and her Hunter Scouts were also mixed in among the Skeleton Archers, decimating the living forces of the Abyss demons.

A streak of silver light shot through the air, precisely intercepting the Terror Wing Demon's diving path.

A short wail echoed through the air as the Terror Wing Demon's black silhouette spiraled down from the sky.

Cries of alarm erupted from the Little Inferior Demons on the ground. Their red forms surged as they tried to flee from where the Terror Wing Demon was about to crash.

However, the surrounding mob was impenetrable. The Little Inferior Demons found themselves packed in by their own kind with nowhere to run, forced to scuffle and struggle in despair.

With a deafening CRASH, the Terror Wing Demon slammed heavily into the ground, crushing a few unlucky Little Inferior Demons who became its cushions. An instant later, a blinding flash accompanied a violent explosion. The Terror Wing Demon had turned into a blazing fireball upon impact, and the roaring flames consumed everything.

Seeing the fate of the first one, the remaining Terror Wing Demons lost all courage to dive and attack.

Terrified, they flapped their wings furiously and climbed higher into the sky, desperate to escape this land of death.

In their panic, two of them even collided in mid-air, almost losing their ability to fly.

Meanwhile, burning stones began to fall sporadically from high above. But due to the extreme altitude and lack of precise aim, most of the stones landed within the demons' own ranks, exacerbating the chaos in their formation.

Only a few stones landed within range of the Long Spear Formation, but the well-prepared Giant Shield Skeletons staunchly caught them with their massive shields.

Whenever a burning stone struck a shield, a faint glow of undead Energy would flicker across its surface.

At this moment, the resilience of Fang Zhou's skeletons was on full display. This glow seemed to grant the Skeleton Warriors an extraordinary Defense Power. Even the most ferocious impacts glanced helplessly off their shields, unable to shake them in the slightest.

In this way, the Terror Wing Demons' once-ferocious aerial assault ended in a disgraceful failure.

Witnessing all this, the Tyrant Demon's fury reached its peak. Unable to endure the humiliation of one failure after another, its rage finally boiled over, and it spewed a scorching jet of flame from its fanged mouth.

The Tyrant Demon stomped forward, and the very earth trembled.

Crimson light flared from cracks that spread out in all directions from its feet, spewing flames and thick plumes of sulfur.

Bathed in this red glow, all the demons seemed to be reborn.

Their eyes grew more vicious, and their bodies swelled violently, becoming more massive. Their muscles bulged, and their skin took on an unhealthy, dark red hue.

Whether they were the smaller Little Inferior Demons or the robust Horned Demons, their strength and speed were greatly enhanced. Their inherently ferocious nature was now amplified to the extreme.

They roared and howled as if the very gates of the Abyss had been thrown open, with countless demons about to pour out.

"Damn it, that's the Abyss Domain! It greatly enhances the power of demons," the middle-aged warrior NPC cried out, a flash of panic in his eyes.

He knew what this meant! It was a terrifying skill that greatly enhanced the power of demons, enough to instill fear in the heart of any warrior, no matter how brave.

However, the next moment brought an even greater surprise.

In the center of the Long Spear Formation, a refreshing azure light began to rise slowly from a tattered battle flag, like the first light of dawn.

Though the battle flag appeared ancient and worn, it exuded an indescribable holy aura.

This azure light gradually spread, like the brightest star in the night sky, illuminating the heart of every soldier.

Bathed in this radiance, each soldier felt an unprecedented courage surging within them.

Resolute expressions appeared on their faces as the tension from facing the Demon Army and the fear deep in their hearts were slowly dissolved by this power.

Fang Zhou was no exception.

A surge of passion and heroism, the likes of which he had not felt in a long time, swelled in the Undead Mage Apprentice's chest, causing the veins on the back of his hand gripping the Heroic Spirit Battle Banner to bulge.

The heart of a true warrior within him yearned to charge into the Demon Army and strike a heavy blow against those dark, evil creatures.

My God, is that the Heroic Spirit Battle Banner that Boss Fang Zhou got from the place where General Ning Feihu fell? Lu Renjia felt his hands begin to tremble slightly.

An unprecedented light blazed in his eyes as he stared intently at the source of the light in the middle of the Long Spear Formation.

At this moment, the Tyrant Demon roared and strode toward the human forces, each heavy step sinking deep into the ground.

Around the footprints, the grass and soil were scorched pitch-black, as though the earth itself were wailing, unable to bear this brutality from the Abyss.

The Little Inferior Demons in its path were unable to dodge. Faced with the approach of their own Commander, they could do nothing but scream in despair.

Under the Tyrant Demon's heavy tread, they were trampled like fragile scarecrows. The sickening sounds of bone and flesh being torn apart rang out one after another, a symphony of death that echoed across the battlefield.

This horrifying sound of breaking bodies acted as a clarion call to slaughter, driving the Demon Army—already on the verge of a Frenzy from the Abyss Domain—into an even more crazed state.

Even though the Civilian Soldiers held Long Spears, they felt an unprecedented pressure facing the Little Inferior Demons, who had been driven to the brink of a Frenzy by the Abyss Domain.

The demons' bodies seemed to have been reinforced by some dark power, making them exceptionally resilient. The soldiers' Long Spears could often pierce their flesh but struggled to deliver a fatal blow in one strike.

Only the Long Spear Skeletons, who derived their powerful combat abilities and precise spear skills from Fang Zhou, could maneuver effortlessly on the battlefield. Every one of their thrusts claimed a life.

The number of Little Inferior Demons was so vast they nearly filled the entire battlefield. They were packed densely together, their bodies emitting a nauseating mixture of sulfur and blood that formed a suffocating stench.

When the Long Spears pierced their bodies, some died instantly. Most, however, let out piercing screams as they struggled painfully, impaled on the spearpoints.

Their cries were sharp and shrill, like the wailing of the Abyss itself, chilling all who heard them to the bone and filling them with dread.

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