Bazeel smiled, slowly turned around, and glanced at the Misty Forest behind him.
Tens of thousands of demon beasts had long been unable to contain themselves, especially the demon kings behind them.
He glanced at the army of a hundred thousand demon beasts that had been gathered over the past month and a half, let out a cold laugh, and said, "Not going to fight? Ha!"
Bazeel waved his hand and commanded in a cold voice, "Demon beast army, attack!"
Scargon instantly transformed into its true form, let out an enraged roar, and sped rapidly toward Westpire City.
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