Comora looked back at Wesley and then shook his head.
"Alas, these team members are doomed to die."
"Even if we send demons to support them, it will be too late."
Comora had accepted the fact.
The two teams of elite demons would be killed and there was no way to save them.
"I don't believe it."
Wesley stood up and said, "We can send demons to support and they will come to save them in less than five minutes. I don't believe that he can kill them all in five minutes." "He can't."
After a moment of silence, Comora said, "Since you say so, I'll listen to you. Send three squads of demons to assist them right now."
Three squads of demons.
These demons were almost the last trump card of the Comora family.
They couldn't afford a loss any longer.
They had to win.
Leon looked at those demons expressionlessly.
Prasarn and Rogier cheered up.
Since Leon was there, they were full of confidence.
The demons of the Comora family had no idea how powerful Leon was.
"Who are you?"