Although they knew they were demons, they still felt immensely jealous when groups of young, pretty maidens were chasing after demons with tears in tow and throwing handkerchiefs at them, while they, as normal humans, were left alone. Their self-esteem as men had suffered an unprecedented blow on that day!
The men of the Cave Wolves Mercenary Group were crying, and so were the demons in the underground city.
Although the advanced-ranked demons were the ones going for training, low and intermediate-ranked demons were also suffering by their side at a fixed time every day.
The pressure radiating from the training ground was simply torture to them.
Think about it. How could low and intermediate-ranked demons handle the pressure when advanced-ranked demons couldn't even save themselves?
They wanted to die!
The leaders had all ran off, and they were still tortured by the unknown god. This was such a painful matter for the heart.
