The marshal being present, there was no right for them to intervene unless the marshal ordered them to act.
"I require… the Imperial Crown… of the Supreme True Demon… who has it…"
This Demon Marshal stood still in the middle of the field and spoke in a deep and thunderous voice, his Giant Eyes shifting from the destroyed Skeleton Ice City to Black Iron City.
The people of Black Iron City looked at each other in bafflement, none able to respond. The wooden man who had been smashed ten thousand meters away was cursing under his breath. After a pause of a second or two, seeing that no one replied, the Demon Marshal let out a sigh, "Since no one knows, then… just kill them all—"
His voice suddenly rose, his Giant Arm swung, heading straight for Black Iron City above, it expanded limitlessly in an instant, becoming as large as the entire Black Iron City itself, and pressed down from the sky, seemingly about to turn the entire city into ash under its formidable pressure.
