"If it really doesn't work, I'll use a human wave tactic to drown it!" Ling Feng's eyes flashed with a cold and fierce glint. He didn't have much time to waste here; he wanted to quickly enhance his strength to pass the War God's trial.
Currently, Ling Feng was already at the peak among first-level demons, so he wanted to control other first-level demons to serve as cannon fodder, giving him a chance to defeat the Red-tailed Scorpion.
The idea was beautiful, but Ling Feng forgot that first-level demons have no spiritual intelligence; all their actions are driven by instinct. Ling Feng tried to establish some sort of authoritative relationship among them, but he ultimately failed.
"No wonder first-level demons are like a pile of loose sand, without even the most basic racial hierarchy!" Ling Feng slapped a struggling first-level demon to death and sighed.
It seemed that his previous idea was not feasible.
