Anyway, this was just another act—go through the motions, stay relaxed, and that would be enough.
And maybe it was just their imagination, but every time they fought the demons, the demons never truly hurt them. They'd just knock them out.
Heh heh... The demons probably already knew that this was a child's game of war, didn't they? And even so, the demons still gave them a massive amount of "war reparations" every time, it was honestly scorching to the touch.
They felt unworthy of such gifts. Truly, they felt ashamed to accept them.
Hopefully, it would end quickly this time too.
If things went fast, they might even make it home in time for dinner with their families.
Just as they were daydreaming about this, the demon army finally appeared before everyone's eyes.
Even from a distance, the main continent side forces could feel the surging battle intent emanating from the demon army, a kind of do-or-die momentum.
Everyone instinctively thought: So they've really come, huh.
