702 Arena (1/2)

The momentum of the Firerock Dwarves that had charged into the army was messed up and instantly cut short by the force of the impact.

At this time, a huge amount of black smoke flew out of the Demon Warlocks, turning into a thick pillar of smoke that formed a black cloud with a thick smell of sulfur.

One after another, Fireballs wrapped with a large amount of poisonous smoke dropped down from the sky with long, black trails behind them.

Loud explosions kept echoing as those Firerock Dwarves were inundated with the dark flames and the thick, poisonous smoke. The roars of the Firerock Dwarves echoed as they struggled.

The Demon Warlocks cast many Abyssal Spells and indiscriminately rained attacks down on the Firerock Dwarves, forcibly suppressing them in less than a minute. With the addition of the poisoned javelins, the roars of the Firerock Dwarves became more and more sparse.

After a short moment, the poisonous smoke dissipated and the Wolf Riders wordlessly started their charge.

With a gust of wind, hundreds of Wolf Riders rushed into the clearing smoke, their scimitars flashing, sending the heads of Firerock Dwarves flying. In an instant, the number of Firerock Dwarves had been reduced by more than half.

After making a round trip, not many Dwarves could remain standing.

The surviving dozen Firerock Dwarves loudly roared again and crazily rushed at Lodney. The strongest Firerock Dwarf spun around, creating a storm with lightning flickering within it.

After two seconds, that Firerock Dwarf threw the huge warhammer he was holding.

A loud, cannon-like explosion loudly echoed as the warhammer flew out. The warhammer had at least a few tons of force and flew like an arrow covered in lightning. It affected the Beastman slaves on the way, their bodies exploding on contact with the air waves.

Even a dozen Wolf Riders couldn't resist and were sent flying, and the warhammer reached Lodney in an instant.

Lodney sneered and reached out to grab it. Smoke converged in front of him and turned into a vivid, pitch-black, clawed, demonic hand.

It stopped the warhammer completely. The lightning crackled even harder, apparently wanting to tear the clawed hand to pieces. The demonic hand was slowly pushed back over a meter before it suddenly clenched shut, grabbing the lightning in its palm. A moment later, the pressure in the air lessened.

The demonic hand turned into black smoke, and a lump of iron fell down from it. Lodney waved his hand again and space distorted in front of the remaining dozen Dwarves to form a vortex, and an 8-meter-tall demonic head appeared.

That demonic head was covered in flames, and only a faint shape could be seen. As that demonic head emerged from the vortex, a thick abyssal aura started filling the surroundings.

An uncanny laugh filled with malice echoed as the demonic head opened its mouth, revealing the lava within, before sucking the air in front of it.

The dozen Dwarves didn't even have time to resist before ending up in the demon's mouth.

The mouth closed, and sickening crunching noises echoed. After a few seconds, the demonic head sucked in the corpses of the other Firerock Dwarves, and all of them were eaten.

After a bit, the head belched and turned to glance at Lodney, slowly shrinking while disappearing into the whirlpool.

The Dwarves with huge momentum were dealt with in a few instants.

Cohen's face was grim as he roared with a sharp voice, ”Lodney, look what you did, you actually killed so many Firerock Dwarves! What should we do now? You've started a war with the Firerock Dwarves. I have to return and give a detailed report to the Tribal Chief and the Elders!”

Lodney had a calm expression as he ignored Cohen, but one of his subordinates couldn't bear it and intervened. ”Cohen, what do you understand? Have you forgotten the tribe's prophecy?”

The malicious Cohen became pious and fanatical when he heard this.

”How could I forget!? The glory of the Ash Beastmen, people would never dare to forget! In the future, we will open a door, and on the other side of the door is a splendid and glorious path. On that path, we will meet a person and he will lead our Ash Beastmen to restore the glory and honor of the olden days!”

After saying these words, Cohen's expression recovered and he disdainfully looked around. ”I would never dare to forget about the tribe's prophecy. Attaining the glory of the olden days is the responsibility of every Beastman, but it has no relation to the matter at hand. Look at how much trouble you caused, you even provoked the Firerock Dwarves and killed so many of them! This will definitely infuriate them, and at that time, we shall see who was right!”

Lodney sighed and couldn't help but think of the formidable Ash Beastmen of the past.

At that time, they served a formidable master, the only God below the Godking Yashan, the Wisdom God, Constance!