In these underground regions, they, the demons, are the absolute rulers, and the undead here are just weaklings.
With an eerie laugh, the demons pounced forward, but soon they realized something was wrong.
These undead aren't just unafraid of death; their combat power and coordination are entirely different too. Before, they could easily tear the enemies into pieces like a tiger in a flock of sheep.
But this time, they found their claws insufficient.
A strike could only leave a slight mark on the opponent. Although the flames charred the bones black, it was merely superficial, with basically no change underneath after a wipe.
What exactly is going on, the intelligence of these demons seems lacking.
But then they were terrified because the attacks from those undead came, effortlessly slicing through their proud skins, with continuous screams, a large group of demons perished in no time.
