Cerebral Sclerosis

With the demon emperor's cold announcement, sharp red lines were appearing on the model of the capital city in the middle of everybody, enveloping the skyscrapers and tearing them to shreds.

They were all the routes of attack in their plan.

The most important government facilities, the headquarters of the Cultivation sects, the universities, the spiritual towers, the broadcast stations, the biggest warehouse of crystals in the federation…

All the strategical locations had been locked onto by the demons!

Behind the demon emperors were dozens of demon kings.

Their missions were more detailed, but they were deadlier and more inconspicuous, too. Like daggers soaked in poison, they were stabbing at the softest, most critical parts of the federation.

"Jin Wuxu!"

When Jin Tuyi read the name, rarely-seen warmth appeared on his face.