The two demon leaders were about to fall out. The two of them had been talking nicely, but they both had ulterior motives and were not satisfied with each other's arrangements.
The humans in the City Lord Manor looked quietly at the two huge beasts outside through the huge defensive barrier. The voices of these two fellows sounded like loudspeakers that had been magnified hundreds of times. It was difficult not to hear them.
"City Lord, City Lord, where are you?"
They looked at the horizon, but they felt that there was no hope. The human race was about to collapse.
"If the City Lord is smart, she should leave with that lord now. As long as she's alive, our human race will have a trace of hope. Moreover, there's still a Sword Immortal in Ping City that the demons can't deal with. Everyone will definitely survive."
"That's right. The City Lord must go to Ping City now and not come back. Rong City is gone."