As soon as he spoke those words, multiple red portals with dark hues appeared behind him, numbering up to a hundred.
All shapes and sizes of demon soldiers stepped out of the portals, at least twenty from each portal.
The elder's eyes widened at the sheer number of reinforcements that Morbius had brought to the site where the World Tree was located.
Alaric didn't look surprised, instead, be looked angry. He didn't plan to meet this much resistance during a mission like this.
'Thank God I was able to pass the mantle to Rhoarin before I left.' He mused as he watched the number of demons behind Morbius multiply with each passing second.
At this point, the demon general had a whole army behind him, but the elders still stood their guard.
"Now you're the one that's outnumbered." Morbius chuckled insidiously, a wide grin playing on his lips. "How do you humans say it… I believe it's… you have just brought a knife to a gunfight."
