Within Emperor City, the mighty oppression shocked everyone, causing them to scatter outside.
"Such a daunting oppression is truly frightening!"
Du Zhong's expression kept changing.
He had always harbored hopes that An Shaotang and An Yiyi were merely bluffing and that the calamity they warned of would never occur.
However, his luck had ultimately run out.
What was destined to arrive, always arrived.
"This calamity, we cannot escape it after all!"
The Human Emperor's expression was more solemn than ever.
Although they had prepared meticulously for four years, in front of absolute power, those were merely superficial measures.
This battle was destined to result in many sacrifices.
"Human Emperor, since it has come, let's fight to the death. When faced with the oppression of the Demon Race before, when did we ever give up?"
Many of the Human Emperor's followers were spirited, showing no fear but a readiness to face the death.
