As soon as Bacchus finished speaking, the Glede Demons followed suit and spread their wings.
White light flashed on their heads as pairs of white wings wrapped their bodies.
They had merged with the Treacherous Beings named Wolf Owls.
The hostility-level Treacherous Beings were also divided into varying grades—the Wolf Owls were the strongest among all.
With their great size, they wrapped around the Glede Demons like armor, drastically improving their defensive power, strength, and speed.
So long as the Treacherous Beings remained intact, one could say that killing a Glede Demon was nearly impossible.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
The Glede Demons rushed into the air, floating closely behind Bacchus.
As long as the latter gave an order, they would fall like sharp knives and cut the Red Demons to pieces.
But much to their dismay, Bacchus remained silent.
Never before had his intuition failed him.
The Red Demons' performance today was indeed strange.
Tate, in particular, seemed especially strange.
Relying merely on the birdcage wouldn't have given him so much confidence.
He was well aware of Bacchus' strength.
Even in a head-on fight, the Red Demons would also suffer a great loss.
From the looks of it, the Red Demon race still had a backup plan available to them.
"Leader! Let's head down there and charge!" called out one of the Glede Demons.
It was none other than Bacchus' assistant, whose eyes were full of fighting spirit.
"Let's cut these Red Demons to pieces!"
"How dare these guys be so arrogant…"
"They're courting death!"
These Glede Demons had always thought themselves to be the noblest race on the Night View Island. It was only natural that they thought so low of the Red Demon race.
Especially when the latter provoked them—the Glede Demon race had been fully prepared to fight to kill.
But Bacchus seemed to remain rather hesitant.
He looked at the faint smile on Tate's face—the latter must have been scheming.
But what sort of method could the Red Demons have that could allow them to defeat the other race so easily?
No such method existed, as far as Bacchus knew.
At the very least, he had never seen such a thing on the Night View Island.
As Bacchus thought it through, his eyes grew colder and colder.
Then, he spread out his wings.
Under the white light, the wings were like sharp swords that covered him.
The ordinary Glede Demons had merged with Wolf Owls which were hostility-level Treacherous Beings.
Meanwhile, Bacchus had merged with a resentment-level Treacherous Being.
It was the Wolf Owl King!
Its white wings were enchantingly beautiful, decorated with unique runes all over.
Once these runes were activated, wisps of blue lightning circled the wings.
From the blue electric current formed the outline of a Wolf Owl—it was visible from quite the distance, even in the night.
"The warriors of Glede Demon race, charge to kill!"
At the very moment Bacchus gave the order, the Glede Demons immediately turned into white lights, all of them surging downward.
Their charge was truly terrifying.
Their size was intimidating enough, but they were also incomparably agile to top it off. Not even the Red Demons, who had protective leathery skin, could resist their fast attacks.
And after the Glede Demons had merged with Wolf Owls, their strength was increased dramatically.
When they flew down like this, they were nothing like birds.
Instead, they seemed more like giant sabers descending from the sky that could pierce through anything that got in their way.
After battling the Glede Demon race for so many years, the Red Demon race clearly knew of their terrifying power.
But of course, they had their own means to deal with them.
It was time for them to summon their Treacherous Beings, which were black turtles.
These were a kind of extremely solid worm-shaped creatures.
Once the Red Demons merged with them, they produced a solid armor that could cover any surface of their bodies.
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