บท 1161: Chapter 463: The Void of Death Descends, Slaughtering a Million Heroes (10K)_4

"I bet on the Krodo Tribe to win. Crush those humans into a bloody pulp," he demanded fiercely.

"I want to see those humans torn apart alive."

"Wipe out those humans, Kuwala. I bet a hundred Demon Coins on the humans."

"Uh... didn't you just root for that Iron-Blooded Warrior to kill all humans? Why are you betting on them to win now?"

"Ten to one odds are hardly profitable. What if these humans pulled an upset? After all, they are the race that has been clashing with our tribe on the frontlines for so long."

Suddenly, a Purgatory Demon of the Nine Demonic Marks stood up and shouted, "That Iron-Blooded Warrior, if you can blow up all those humans' heads, I will buy you."

Immediately, the creature from a different race's eyes turned red. It let out a brutally low roar and burst forth with a boom, charging toward the humans over a thousand meters away like a launched cannonball.