Arasbus' eyes could not believe what he was seeing. Although he did not care about losing a few hundred or even a thousand demonic beasts to the traps and spells barrage of the enemy, this was entirely different.
For starters, the demonic force on the upper side was three thousand strong and included almost half a dozen demonic Champions. Not to mention, the humans were not really drawing themselves out, and with every kill, they were actually improving.
"March! March! March!" The Abyssal Champion shouted in rage to the rest of the demonic horde at the bottom of the mountain, urging them to advance faster so they could reunite with those on the top.
Unfortunately for the demonic horde, the mud made escalating the five hundred meters a monumental task.
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