Chapter 607: If You Don’t Give Us, We Will Kill You All! (2/2)

After all, they should be heavily injured and exhausted after such an intense battle.

As for the demihumans, once a few hundred of them are killed, they will probably scatter away.

“What? You’re resorting to force after your words failed?”

However, the Corps general never expected the demihumans to not show any fear after hearing the threats from the Corps behind him. He revealed a menacing smile instead.

Silva turned around and shouted towards the demihumans behind him, “Dirty things, since they want to use force, let’s show them the power of our new weapons!”

“They’re asking for it, huh?”

“They don’t even know how powerful our Leader is!”

“Let’s show them the power of our new weapons!”

The demihumans roared out.

“What’s that?”

Many Gillian Corps arcane masters watched in astonishment as the demihumans took out plain short staves.

The silver staff was wrapped in moisture, the gem at the tip releasing a black glow.

Whoosh!

Black laser shot out from the tips of the several dozen staves.

Many Gillian Corps arcane masters evaded in shock.

The black lasers had a long range. They even left finger-sized holes on the ground. The unique fluctuation of dark arcane power lingered around the holes, stinging the skin of anyone nearby.

“You fools! We are an army, don’t you know what discipline is?”

“I haven’t ordered you, yet you attacked yourselves! Do you know what’s called obey orders?”

A commotion broke out amongst the demihuman army.

The demihumans who shot the black lasers were beaten up by the demihumans around them and cried in pain.

“......”

The Gillian Corps arcane masters turned completely pale.

“Are those Dazma Abyssal Staves?”

“How can there be so many?”

The Corps general standing in front also moved back in shock.

He could see almost every demihuman holding the same staff. If they did a simultaneous attack, at least one third of his Corps would be wiped out!

......

The center area of the demihuman camp was even more chaotic. The speed at which Merlin crafted the staves could only be said to be astonishing.

Helgy ran around a furnace. Staves were prepared in the molds, and Merlin finished the carving and embedding without even waiting for the staves to cool down.

The staves stacked up next to Merlin like going through the assembly line.

Around her, demihumans were brawling everywhere. They were deciding on who could obtain the next finished staff with their own common method.

Meanwhile, at the center of the four Evil Dragon bones, Ayrin was shouting excitedly.

A completely different spatial passage had opened up. There was a huge head full of bone spurs stretching out from the spatial passage. However, the moment its head was exposed, a Destroyer Ice Crown even bigger than its head crashed into it.

If the Gillian Corps arcane masters witnessed this, perhaps half of them would piss their pants in fear.

The enormous head was none other than the head of the legendary ‘Underworld Tyrant’!

The spatial passage connected to the ‘Underworld Abyss’.

The Underworld Tyrant was a monster that devoured death energy. On this battlefield where death was everywhere, it would become exponentially powerful.

Its arcane core, the Underworld Gem, was a legendary treasure!

......

“Gillian Corps, right?”

As the Gillian Corps arcane masters stepped back, Meraly who looked pale due to her injury suddenly walked out from the demihuman group.

She looked at the Corps general at the front and spoke, “Belo asked me to pass a message. We are expropriating your Golden Feather Eagle mounts. If you don’t give them to us, we will kill you all.”