Weng!
Outside the Desolate race palace, a translucent hallowed membrane spread out rapidly like a gust of wind, blowing everything away.
Even the red cloud that covered the sky was torn apart by the hallowed membrane and it was weakened.
It was the Desolate race's protective array. With this array, the desolate race could withstand the Black-armored Demon God's pressure.
As the array was activated, the blood cloud began to surge. The true battle had yet to begin, but the sky had already changed colors.
The Black-armored Demon God was inside the cloud!
Everyone saw a stocky man in heavy armor and a lance in his hand. He stood on the top of the blood cloud, like a god that ruled the world.
He was indomitable and invincible. Under his pressure, people felt their backs turn cold. His cold eyes seemed to be staring at every single one of them.
"That was too fast. We haven't even made any plans on what to do yet… "