"Damn it, something's not right!"
"These humans seem to know us too well, as if they have fought us thousands and thousands of times!"
"..."
In the void, battlefields were everywhere, with runes blazing and engulfing the space. Mighty Magical Treasures and demon artifacts collided at the highest reaches of the Firmament, unleashing torrential floods that swept in all directions.
Pure-blooded Creatures were naturally the main fighting force of the Demon Race. Transforming into their true forms, they were as massive as mountains, flying through the skies and burrowing underground with overwhelming demonic might. Compared to them, every member of the Human Race seemed as small as an ant.
Yet strangely, there was not a single battlefield where they held an advantage. Even the prodigies among the Pure-blooded Creatures could not gain any upper hand when facing human prodigies in one-on-one combat. This was utterly inconceivable.
