General Imp, who did not know the situations in other battles, was fighting the four former Village Chiefs in a nail-biting battle. Even though Imp was surrounded by dozens of Sun-Swallowing Wraiths and was weighed by the Dwarf Devil Power Curtain, with his qi that was several times greater, it was difficult for anyone to defeat Imp.
Also, when the power curtain lost its stability, the troops of the Dwarf Asura Tribe could not resist the strength of the Fire Unit. Even with the help of the Sun-Swallowing Wraiths, they still lost a lot of men.
However, the troops of the Dwarf Asura Tribe still stood their ground over their friends’ corpses and fought back even though their bodies were bathed in blood, not allowing anyone to trample their race and homeland.
“Ghee! Ghee! Ghee! What a ridiculous struggle!!”
General Imp's body was repeatedly covered in a red-purple flame. The flame seemed to be roaring. It was said that the Asura Flame was a mixture of heat and fury.