Qiel couldn't help but furrow her eyebrows, wondering how many people Noel had won over. There were the Gem Lord, Water Lord, Duke Briton, Milfa, and Faust already. As his former superior, there was no way Clara wouldn't help him.
Looking to her right, the demons had been closing in on the barrier, and they would start gnawing the barrier to exhaust Saintess Layla's barrier. The same occurrence happened on the left side.
It would be in her best interest to lower the enemy's morale. If the citizens thought that the demons were so easy to defeat, it would raise their morale even higher. There was no way Qiel could easily destroy the city.
Hence, there was only one way to pummel their morale. It was to attack those citizens they were trying to protect.
"It's time!" Qiel shouted to the Superior Demons. "We'll make this city remembered as a tragedy!"
At that moment, all fifty thousand demons on the north side began moving forward.
*Aoooo!*
