amaotonovel Chapter 590
Chapter 590
His eyes were like lightning as he scanned the crowd below, revealing an unquestionable majesty.
"Deputy Commander, are all the participating tribesmen ready?"
Benboba's deep voice echoed in the hall like thunder, causing the surrounding air to tremble slightly.
When Li Modi heard Ben Boba's question, he stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and said loudly:
"Commander Ben, all the demons are already waiting outside the passage. Their morale is high, and they are just waiting for your order to rush to the human world and fight for the glory of our clan!"
Li Modi's voice was full of confidence. His upright posture and determined eyes all showed his confidence in this action.
Upon hearing this, Benboba nodded slightly with a look of satisfaction on his face.
He slowly stood up, his black cloak fluttering in the wind, adding a bit of domineering aura.
He turned to face Walker, the majesty in his eyes slightly reduced, but his tone remained serious:
"Elder Walker, as the commander of this attack on the human world, I need to coordinate the overall situation and have no time to take care of the specific command of the Dream Demon Clan. Therefore, the command of the Dream Demon Clan will be handed over to you. Please do not let me down."
Walker knew in his heart that under the current situation, Benboba was shouldering the heavy responsibility of leading the entire demon clan, and the Dream Demon Clan he belonged to was indeed only a small part of this huge team.
He knew that the responsibility was heavy and dared not slack off in the slightest. He quickly responded respectfully:
"Don't worry, Chief. I will do my utmost to lead the Dream Demon Clan to fight bravely and fulfill my mission!"
There was a determination glint in Walker's eyes, he was ready to fight for his tribe.
Benboba patted Walker's shoulder and said in a deep voice:
"This operation is crucial to the future of our clan. Although the human world may seem weak, it also harbors hidden talents. We must not underestimate the enemy. The illusions of the Dream Demon Clan can be extremely effective on the battlefield. You must make good use of them."
Walker nodded slightly and responded:
"Commander, I have made detailed arrangements among our clan members who are skilled in various illusion techniques. Some will be responsible for creating widespread chaotic illusions, causing the enemy to slaughter each other; others will target powerful enemy warriors, using mental attacks to disrupt their minds. We will surely be able to break through the human world's defenses for our army."
Hearing this, Benboba nodded and said it was a good idea.
"set off!"
At Benboba's command, everyone filed out.
Walker led the Dream Demon Clan to the entrance of the passage. Looking at the dense army of demons in front of him, a sense of pride surged in his heart.
These demons have different shapes, some are huge, some have ferocious faces, and each one exudes powerful demonic energy.
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At this moment, on the vast plain connecting the passage to the human world and the entrance to the demon world, a doomsday picture of darkness was slowly unfolding.
At first glance, dense crowds of demons surged like a black tide. They continuously gathered here from the depths of the demon world, filling the entire plain.
These demons have various shapes and are very strange.
It was also the first time for Benboba to see so many demons.
"Oh my goodness, if we bring this bunch of idiots with us, the human race will definitely be defeated."
Some of them are huge, like a moving hill. Every step they take makes the earth tremble slightly. The rough and hard scales on their bodies flash coldly in the dim light, as if they are wearing black armor.
Some are thin but extremely agile, with eyes flashing with a faint green light, like will-o'-the-wisp in the night. They jump and shuttle through the crowd, making creepy screams from their mouths.
Others have huge wings, which, when flapped, bring up gusts of wind, which are filled with pungent demonic energy. The black feathers on their wings dance in the wind like the cloak of the god of death.
They were arranged densely, and their demonic energy intertwined and entangled with each other, forming a black demonic fog above the plain that was so thick that it almost condensed into substance.