The males were hideous, possessing astonishing strength. They brutally killed and devoured their victims. The females were breathtakingly beautiful, luring their prey in to be killed and eaten.
BANG!
BANG!
Ugly, crawling creatures repeatedly slammed into the light barrier on the Great Wall, only to be obliterated by the golden runes of light.
The Rakshasa Army charged forward.
In the center of the army, an exceptionally ugly, tall young man sat on an elevated seat. Twelve male Rakshasa, six to a side, carried a high palanquin, atop which burned a candle shaped like a human skull.
The man was attended by numerous beautiful female Rakshasa.
A slit opened between the tall young man's brows, revealing a crimson eye.
It saw the top of the wall, a thousand meters away.
"So it's him."
The tall young man smiled.
"My Lord, who is it?"
"A famous one, indeed. He once slew a Throne and has also killed a great many of the Demon Race. It seems Yulu Pass won't be so easy to breach."
