Demon Realm, Eastern Region.
A battlefield in the wilderness.
Thousands of demons were engaged in a fierce battle.
These demons seemed to belong to two factions. One resembled goblins, with ferocious faces, pointed ears, and dark blue skin. The other had a human-like appearance, but with fish-like scales on various parts of their bodies, strangely beautiful.
Clearly, these were two different demon races.
Now, these two factions were locked in a fierce battle, the battlefield trembling.
“Release the monsters!”
A demon girl stood behind the human-like demon faction, shimmering scales on her neck and a beautiful face, bathed in the admiring gazes of her fellow clansmen, calmly issuing commands.
Under her orders, monsters were released from cages in the rear, roaring and charging into the battlefield.
“Mage unit, prepare!”
Seeing this, a demon man, clearly a commander, shouted from behind the goblin-like demons, and the magicians before him raised their staves and began chanting spells.
Powerful magic power fluctuated around them, indicating their high levels and extraordinary magic power.
Demons were indeed naturally gifted. Although not all born magicians like the Elves, they generally possessed powerful magic power, even warriors without magical talent.
Therefore, demon magicians were inherently stronger than human and even god magicians. The same spell, cast by a demon magician, would be more powerful than that of a human or god magician of the same level.
Thanks to this, although these magicians were only around level sixty, the spells they chanted were more powerful than those of human magicians above level seventy.
Soon, countless spells rained down on the battlefield, blowing away countless enemy monsters.
This made the demon girl frown, seemingly troubled.
A demon warrior standing beside her said anxiously,
“Lady Shajina, the situation seems unfavorable. Should we retreat?”
His nervous tone affected those around them, lowering their morale.
Shajina frowned even more and scolded the warrior,
“The situation isn’t clear yet, and our lines haven’t collapsed. You want to retreat so soon? Are you even worthy of being a warrior of the Shajin Clan, Werl?”
Hearing this, the demon warrior, Werl, lowered his head, seemingly ashamed.
The others also perked up, their morale slightly recovering.
Shajina looked out at the battlefield, watching their forces being pushed back by the enemy’s powerful magic, her mind racing.
Clearly, she hadn’t given up, or rather, wasn’t willing to give up.
The enemy commander noticed this and taunted her.
“Stop struggling, Shajina, just surrender. As long as you offer a hundred Shajin women to our Hoof Clan every year, we will stop our invasion, how about it?”
This was met with Shajina’s disdain.
“Want to capture our Shajin women and sell them at a high price? You’ll never succeed, Lacaid!” Shajina said, her face filled with killing intent, “I will never surrender!”
“Then there’s no helping it,” Lacaid said with a sneer, “Once we conquer the Shajin Clan’s settlement, we can still capture the Shajin beauties, including you, Shajina. We’ll definitely sell you for a high price!”
Saying that, Lacaid waved his hand, and the Hoof Clan magicians also sneered, beginning to chant a new round of spells, their magic power swirling.
This made Shajina grit her teeth, anxiety growing in her heart.
The Hoof Clan was a notoriously powerful race, specializing in invasion and war, their clan filled with strong individuals, and skilled at training magicians who used large-scale attack magic. Wherever they went, they were like a swarm of locusts, plundering and burning everything, only a few choosing to surrender and becoming their tributaries, offering annual tributes and being exploited.
The Shajin Clan, on the other hand, had almost no magicians, and even their warriors’ strength was mediocre. They specialized in raising monsters, which gave them some self-preservation abilities, but not enough to rival a war-focused race like the Hoof Clan.
This time, the Hoof Clan targeted the Shajin Clan’s renowned beauties, wanting to profit from selling them.
This was something the Shajin Clan couldn’t tolerate.
Therefore, under her father, the clan leader’s orders, Shajina led the Shajin warriors and their monster legion to fight against the Hoof Clan.
Unexpectedly, even with their monster legion, the Shajin Clan was no match for the Hoof Clan’s magicians.
“How many monsters do we have left?” Shajina asked Werl beside her.
“L… less than a thousand!” Werl said, sounding desperate, “Those monsters are newly raised and their levels aren’t high. If the Hoof Clan magicians cast another round of spells, they might all be wiped out!”
Hearing this, Shajina knew that the Shajin Clan was truly in danger.
“Do we really have to surrender?”
Shajina clenched her hands tightly.
Lacaid of the Hoof Clan immediately noticed the Shajin Clan’s declining morale, smirked, and ordered his magicians to increase their spellcasting pace.
The Shajin Clan was indeed no match for the battle-hardened Hoof Clan.
Seeing the Shajin lines continuously collapsing, Lacaid smiled victoriously.
However, at this moment, something unexpected happened.
“Weng—!”
Suddenly, a vortex appeared in the sky above the battlefield, swirling and trembling as if tearing through space.