The massive banner on the human side began to move, slowly advancing towards Noam.
Although the speed was not very fast, with each inch it moved, both Noam and the Demon Commander felt an immense pressure.
As the banner was raised, the humans on the battlefield grew increasingly frenzied.
“For Lord Governor!”
“Brothers, let us pledge our loyalty to the Lord Governor!”
“For the Northern Border!”
The battle cries on the field rose and fell, and the humans’ movements became more vicious, as if dying in battle had become an honor. Everyone charged forward recklessly, the frontlines began to rush towards Noam at a visible speed.
It is unclear if it was because Noam started moving, consuming their energy, that their control over those Demon God Offspring weakened.
Faced with the frenzied humans, those Demon God Offspring appeared to show emotions akin to fear; the feeling of fear even overcame their desire to feed, and they began to retreat.
Both Noam and the Demon Commander understood clearly that this all happened after the massive banner was raised.
Moreover, according to reports from the demons standing next to Noam, that human governor was merely standing under that huge banner.
The opposing side seemed to have no intention of hiding their presence, entering the battlefield under the protection of the guards, standing beneath the banner.
All of this was clearly observed by the reconnaissance-type Bloodline Magic demons.
Not only that, due to the nearby Sisters, Noam needed to constantly mobilize the Demon God Offspring for defense, causing the frontline to crumble faster. Did that firearm really pose a threat to them? Noam did not know, but he definitely did not want to test it with this body.
Bean-sized sweat dripped onto the Demon Commander’s armor, making a faint but clear sound.
“Is it raining?”
The Demon Commander looked up at the sky; it was neither raining nor snowing. Clearly, it was just his own nervous sweat.
Was it nervousness or fear? The Demon Commander did not wish to think deeply about it.
The Demon Commander understood; this was a gamble. The opposing side had put in a lot, and it was a question of whether they dared to follow suit.
“Should we retreat?”
Noam’s voice echoed again in his mind.
The human governor personally stepping onto the scene to boost morale was indeed very effective, but it also exposed the vulnerabilities of the humans.
As long as that human governor was dead, the human army would scatter immediately, and thereafter the Northern Border would no longer have the power to resist the Demon Clan.
Lind was like a player at a gambling table, smiling as he pushed in all his chips, asking, “I’m all in, will you follow?”
This was not just an all-in bet; it felt more like extreme pressure. If the Demon Clan retreated now, that governor’s prestige would rise to a terrifying height. The humans, at least the humans of the Northern Border, would no longer fear the Demon Clan as long as this governor was alive.
Once the humans no longer feared the Demon God Offspring, the effectiveness of the Demon God Offspring would be almost halved.
To be honest, the Demon Commander felt that those frenzied humans on the battlefield were more like monsters than the Demon God Offspring. Should they flee? If they fled, they could preserve more strength and leave a glimmer of hope for the future counterattack of the Demon Clan. Especially for Noam, who was being cultivated as a prized asset; the Demon King had expended a lot of energy. As long as Noam could ensure survival, the Demon Clan would not have lost completely.
But if they attacked, capturing the human governor would turn the tide.
Rationality told the Demon Commander that Noam should withdraw at this time. The governor’s potion was too strange, and they should wait until the scholars in the Demon Clan analyzed what it was.
And the terrifying Sisters not far away posed a real threat; it was no wonder Dimier had gone mad; it turned out he was not lying—these Sisters were truly not something ordinary demons could deal with.
Furthermore, the timing of the governor’s appearance was too coincidental; clearly, they sensed the intention to retreat on the Demon Clan’s side and then chose to step onto the battlefield as if they were a tavern’s enticing lady, seeing a customer about to leave, skillfully shedding their last defense, flaunting themselves on stage, saying, “Come play, darling.”
But the Demon Commander fixed his gaze on that Northern Wind Bear banner. As long as that banner fell, as long as that banner fell…
“No, we cannot retreat; as long as we defeat the opposing governor here, the Northern Border will no longer possess the strength to resist us, and the remaining humans will all be nothing but a bunch of weaklings, destined to bow beneath the Demon King’s feet from now on!”
The Demon Commander made up his mind; the fate of the Demon Clan depended on this moment!
However, the most pressing reason was that this commander of the Demon Clan saw the somewhat terrifying development speed of the humans. If they continued to let the humans develop, even if they fled, could they truly defeat the humans again in the future?
“My lord Noam, can you fight?”
Noam understood what this Demon Commander meant, but instead of responding, he let his massive hooves start moving as a reply. Though the speed was relatively slow, given Noam’s enormous size, each step covered quite a distance. Noam moved straight towards the location of that banner.
On this chaotic battlefield, anyone who was stepped on by Noam could not possibly survive. This attack was simple but effective.
As Noam moved, the entire ground began to tremble. Noam’s body seemed to swell even more than before, and monsters began to congregate around Noam. The monsters on the battlefield became even more agitated. However, facing such a monster, the Northern Wind Bear banner showed no signs of stopping and continued to move steadily towards the center of the battlefield.
If Lind wasn’t nervous right now, that would be impossible. Despite the protection from the Dragon Clan, who knew how effective that protection really was? How long could it extend his life?
What worried Lind even more was Lena by his side.
After rallying the morale, Lind pulled Lena aside and said softly, “If anything goes wrong later, you must run immediately, okay? I have the protection of the Dragon Clan; I’ll be fine.”
“Then how should I run?”
Lena grasped Lind’s hand and said, “We’re husband and wife; even if we die, we die together!”
Well, it seemed Lena had not quite understood what Lind was saying, but for some reason, seeing her serious face followed by a silly smile gave Lind a renewed sense of courage.
For the soldiers on the frontlines who were advancing one after another, Lena felt an uncontrollable pain in her chest. These were all people from the Northern Border, but at such a moment, Lena could not appear nervous. This was the innate talent of the Lars family, though it seemed it had encountered some problems in inheriting to Lena. Lena did not know how to express her emotions and could only smile foolishly to comfort Lind and those around her.
But the strength in her hand could not lie; Lind could feel that his left hand, held by Lena, was almost being crushed.
Lind could be said to have brought all the strength on the position with him; aside from the guards, even the artillery was slowly advancing with him.
However, those artillery pieces were rather strange; they hadn’t fired a single shot while advancing with Lind, and although there were many of them, their size was not large. Lind kept calculating the distance between him and that enormous creature. When he saw that the enormous creature was getting closer, he even forgot that his left hand was being squeezed nearly to shreds by Lena.
