On the plains.
The half-red crescent moon was about to disappear, and the pitch-black night sky had started to lighten.
A golden mecha, emitting a gentle white glow, stood at the center of the battlefield with a crystal long spear in hand.
Before him was a large group of demons of various appearances, bloodthirsty and evil.
The combined presence of the demigod form and the dragon bloodline, the dual-form overlay, exerted a strong deterrent, continually impacting these demons.
Even the blood-crazed demons had to calm down under such a powerful deterrent.
Some sneaky demons quietly retreated, skirting around Kane to engage with the elite soldiers behind him.
The last war demon and a bloodthirsty demon finally couldn't hold back.
They charged directly at Kane.
"Roar roar roar!" Their mouths kept roaring, seemingly in anger, or possibly to pump themselves up.
Faced with the two demons charging at him, Kane slightly leveled his long spear.
