The five monster Kings led the Army of monsters and demons across the monster eating monument and entered the territory of the city.
Standing on the plain, they could clearly see the strange atmosphere in the dark sky.
In the surrounding forest and fields, there was a light purple mist floating, making the scenery hazy.
At some point in time, the sky had become gloomier and gloomier. The sun seemed to be blocked by dark clouds, unable to shine on the ground.
It was as if the world had changed in the blink of an eye.
"Something doesn't seem right?"
The purple-bearded Demon King looked around with a serious expression, suspecting that he had entered an illusion.
This situation was not rare. When fighting with the human race, they would often encounter the other party casting illusionary techniques.
"Small tricks, flashy but useless things!"
