Aside from the Seven-Crown Sky Master Lucaer, there were ten other magicians who had not yet taken action, one after another emanating an air of calm. These eleven people are the true powerhouses of the Golden Eagle Trading Company.
On the Forest Demon's side, an elder who was tall and slim, with a face full of wrinkles, glared at these individuals, angrily thumping his three-meter-long green wooden walking stick on the ground. "Golden Eagle Trading Company, what a company indeed. Lucaer, your company has murdered so many of our clan members. You will face the severest punishment from the Forest Demon Clan. You may have many magicians, but we also have hundreds of thousands of clan members. When the Great Forest Demon Army arrives, it will be your time to die."
