Chapter 1117: The Demon God's Wrath

Moreover, no matter what, these guys couldn't be so stupid as to recklessly throw themselves against the gun barrel, could they?

Unless...

At this thought, a Solemn expression appeared on the Demon God's face. His gaze swept toward the distance, and his countenance became unstable. Could it be that these lords were up to some trick again?

He could not be certain, but one thing was sure: these lords could not be so foolish, so overestimating their own strength.

As the Demon God thought this, vigilance immediately arose in his heart. His gaze scanned the surroundings, looking for anything that might reveal a clue. But all around were dead corpses; what important information could corpses possibly hold?

He let out a deep sigh. If only he had known earlier, he would have left one or two alive.

At this moment, the Demon God began to issue orders: "You several go ahead to scout the path. Once you detect any movement from the other lords, do not startle the snake; wait for my arrival. The rest, continue on the journey."

The moment the Demon God's orders were conveyed, dozens of figures immediately sprinted toward several locations.

Whoosh—!

Whoosh~~!

The Demon God let out a long sigh, then raised his head, a glint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

No matter what tricks you play, this time you shall not escape my palm!

I want to see exactly what kind of nonsense you can conjure up!

At this thought, the Demon God quickened his pace by a step, then galloped swiftly toward a certain direction.

However, along this entire journey, the Demon Clan almost encountered no one else.

As time passed, the Demon God's heart also became filled with unease and fear.

For one must know, the Lord Alliance numbered in the millions, yet after he returned to the Western Regions, apart from the group he met at the very beginning, he had encountered no one else.

Originally, he thought the Lord Alliance was setting some kind of ambush.

But as he drew closer and closer to the Demon Cave, the more unreliable this thought of the Demon God's became.

For in his view, there were several absolutely suitable places for an ambush, yet none showed any movement.

Are these guys really not here? Or have they already retreated?

But if they had retreated, they should have at least been encountered. After all, so many people could not possibly vanish into thin air, could they?

The Demon God constantly pondered these questions, while the doubt in his heart grew increasingly intense. He even had a vague feeling, as if he had fallen into a trap, yet he could not yet guess who had set this trap.