The once orderly demons were gradually dragged into the quagmire of a disastrous battle.
Su Ziyu no longer needed to command. He only had to hold off the fallen angel before him, and the demons would automatically eliminate every devil in sight.
"Damned demons!"
Seeing his stronghold about to be overtaken, the fallen angel before him suddenly went berserk, fiercely charging at Su Ziyu with abandon, seemingly intent on mutual destruction.
At this moment, Su Ziyu would never choose mutual destruction.
Both were equally matched in strength. If he could delay a bit longer, reinforcements would arrive continuously. Su Ziyu didn't need to kill the fallen angel before him; destroying his base would suffice.
A barrage of magic attacks surged at him.
