Rex's movement was blazing fast, his legs were moving like a rapid blur.
Across his position, the figure that his eyes were fixed on was Demon Lord Ranath. Each of his demonic stomps was thunderous, cracking the ground beneath him, depicting the immense power rampaging inside his veins.
It was easy to determine his target.
Out of the entire army of Dwarves, there was only one emanating a thick killing intent.
'A Demonified Human...? Or is he just a human?'
Demon Lord Ranath gazes at the figure that is coming straight at him with a frown. A sense of familiarity settled on him when he gazed at the wicked facial expression this figure was wearing that was akin to a demon similar to him.
But the weird part is that this figure doesn't emit demonic energy.
Maybe he was wrong and this figure was not a demon, nevertheless, this made him excited.