There Are No Vengeful Spirits Under the Demon Slayer!

At the western edge of the Prodigy Battlefield, A group of imposing figures stood in the air.

The eight A+ rank Demon Kings stood on one side, arrogant.

When they saw the demon geniuses completely suppressing the human geniuses, all of them smiled brightly.

They mocked the human Heavenly Masters in front of them.

"Tsk tsk, Ares, how does it feel to see the so-called hope of you humans die one by one with your own eyes?"

"Are you upset? Angry? Haha!"

"If you're angry, you can call your true bodies over and gather the other Heavenly Masters over to kill us to vent your anger. Why don't you dare? Tsk tsk, what a pity. A bunch of cowards!"

Listening to the mocking words of the eight Grade A+ Demon Kings, Ares's chest was heaving. He was furious.

But he couldn't say a word.

He could only watch helplessly as his descendants risked their lives!

He hated them!

He hated these damned aliens!