Ming Yue then pointed at it for everyone to see.
"Look, it's in the stomach! The core is in the stomach!" she repeated.
As the others looked, they noticed the glow as well.
There were just six of them left, going against the True idol.
The demon armies watched from afar just as the human ones watched from the fortress. The battle would determine the result of the war and possibly the fate of these two continents.
"We just have to strike at the stomach, destroy the core and that thing is gone", said Du Xiu.
"And we can finally go home, enjoy some good wine and a comfy bed."
Nie Xia chuckled as he brought his fists together. It was a sign to them all! A sign that this battle was nearing its end.
Feeling the ignited spirits in them all, the True Idol leaned forward with its cleavers out. It growled at them menacingly as the massive hole in its chest began to heal, filling up with energy.
