A great disturbance emerged once more among the Fallen Elves' army, and behold, the Six-winged Flame Demon wasn't the only one! There were other magical beasts, judging from the echoing roars, they certainly weren't any mere passersby.
Liu Zhenhan's lips quivered dramatically, unable to utter a single word due to his utterly rotten luck, What on earth is this? Flame Lord, you've got more than a dozen Hell Black Dragons and an Evil-eye Tyrant to deal with, why are you dragging me into this? Here I am, painstakingly instigating a free fight to ambush you, and this is how you repay me?