The sky thundered and shook as the battle between fire and lightning continued. It went on for a few hours, before Zunescin managed to struck the agile demon right in the face.
With a loud explosion, the demon's body was vaporized.
Zehmud frowned once again. Zunescin was one of Trum Gorelight's top disciple, but he did not expect him to be this strong.
Aldred laughed. "Is this all you got?"
Gritting his teeth, Zehmud's eyes turned crimson red. "I will show you my army. Demon Summon: Grand Army!"
Suddenly, the earth trembled violently, and cracks appeared all over the place. And then, the cracks widened as if giant hands were pushing them.
Demons crawled out. Their bodies were red from head to toe with no hair. Their nails were black, and those looked as sharp as a blade.
Aldred scanned the demon army and saw that most of them were Gold Ranks with a bunch of Platinum Rank in the mix.
"What a disappointment."
"What did you say?"