Before the sun had completely set, Unas finally received reinforcements: Liante, Whitemane, and Huoye —all the men he wanted appeared before him. Perella also abandoned the crystal mine and came over. After a brief discussion, they decided to use fire as their weapon. With fire mages and High Priests present, they should be able to counter the Undead Mage's spells.
Liante immediately ordered the hundred-man squad to collect dry wood and grass and make torches, so that everyone could carry a bundle of incendiary materials. Fortunately, some of his men were former residents of Stillwater Town, who were very familiar with the terrain and the layout of Stillwater Town. The attack route was easily determined.
By the time all preparations were complete, it was already completely dark. To avoid alerting the enemy, Unas did not have anyone light torches and led the group slowly and quietly toward the town in the darkness.
The clock tower is the tallest building in Stillwater Town. During the day, its cross-shaped spire can be seen from afar, but on this cloudy night, the sky is an indelible black.
The group stopped about 300 meters from the town gate, as Unas noticed two red dots on the thumbnail.
It seems the Undead Mage had set up sentries at the gate. It's generally impossible to kill the Undead Mage's subordinates silently without being detected. The sudden severing of their mental connection is the best warning signal. However, it wouldn't be wise to just swagger in and give the Undead Mage a full warning.
Unas called Nightmoon and Perella to his side and pointed out the general location of the enemy. "How long will it take you to eliminate these two sentries?"
"40 seconds."
"One minute."
Nightmoon was clearly more confident Perella, Unas took a middle ground. "You have 50 seconds. After 50 seconds, regardless of the outcome, I will order a full-scale Charge."
The two female Elves nodded slightly and then turned and left simultaneously, their lithe figures swiftly disappearing into the darkness of the night.
Unas stared at the town gate, silently counting down the seconds. When she reached 38, a series of white lights suddenly flashed in front of her. This was the signal that the mission was complete, two seconds faster than Nightmoon had said. They were truly two humble yet powerful women.
There was no need to hide anymore. Unas immediately activated the Holy Light Barrier, kicked his horse's flank, and shouted, "Charge!"
More than a hundred people rushed into the town like a golden torrent. What they saw were dirty streets and dilapidated houses on both sides. Unas noticed scattered red dots appearing in all directions. He didn't know if they were wandering ghosts or sentries placed by the enemy. He didn't have time to care about these stragglers. He led his team at full speed towards the clock tower in the center of the town according to the predetermined route.
The town was small. When Unas was the first to rush to the clock tower, the clock tower's doors were smashed open from the inside with a loud bang. A monster nearly three meters tall appeared Abomination at the entrance. Without saying a word, it slammed the chain hook in its hand at the Charge Knight.
Unas calmly tugged at the reins to adjust the direction of the Charge. As he passed the iron hook, he swung his sword with all his might. With a clang, the iron chain was severed in the middle by the sharp Firekiss. The flying giant hook struck an unfortunate soldier behind him, who screamed and collapsed on his horse, coughing up blood.
Unas ignored the unexpected incident behind him and rushed to the enemy. The Abomination was stunned for a moment after losing its iron hook, but it immediately swung the cleaver in its other hand and pounced on the human in front of it.
Weapons clashed, warhorses collided with bodies, and the Firekiss shattered the enemy's bone-chopping blade once more. But the impact of the steed he was riding did not shake the Abomination's body. The Flesh Golem stood motionless, blocking the doorway, while Unas was forced back several steps.
Seeing that he had created some distance, he immediately unleashed a Flame Slash at his opponent. The Fireball exploded in front of the Abomination's chest, and after the smoke and ashes dissipated, a large charred crater was visible on the Abomination's chest, but this was only a minor injury to it.
In this round of battle between Unas and the Abominations, the centurion had already surrounded the clock tower. The soldiers piled up the prepared firewood below the tower, and the Undead, realizing what was happening, also attacked with arrows from the upper floors. However, it was just a clock tower, and the few arrows shot from the few windows posed very little threat. Perella and a few sharpshooters quickly suppressed the enemy's firepower with a brief counterattack.
Unas did not continue his attack on the Abomination. This thick-skinned monster stood in the doorway with an imposing presence, making it a waste of energy to attack it. Moreover, he did not need to rush in now; the Undead would naturally come out once the fire was lit.
"Light the fire!" Seeing the Warden retreat, Liante immediately gave the order.
Torches and rockets flew from the soldiers' hands toward the pile of firewood, and with a crackling sound, the fire quickly blazed up.
Suddenly, a deep blue light curtain appeared on the top of the tower, followed by icy rain. The Undead Mage used the same trick again, attempting to extinguish the fire with Lesser Blizzard.
Without Unas's instructions, Whitemane and Huoye began casting spells simultaneously. Haikesi weakly released a few more golden halos, but they were still useless. However, their willingness to put in the effort was commendable.
The Blood Elf mage completed the spell first. A series of Elf incantations came from his mouth, like singing a fast-paced song. The temperature of the surrounding air suddenly rose. As the last syllable was sung, the flames at the bottom of the tower suddenly began to spin, spinning faster and faster until they formed a towering pillar of fire that covered the entire tower.
Ice and rain vaporized directly in the air, the screams of the Undead echoed from the tower, and the fire continued to rise, seemingly about to burn through the deep blue light curtain as well.
It seemed that Whitemane didn't even need to cast her Greater Dispel; she kept a close eye on the changes in the outside world and slowed down the speed of her incantation.
Suddenly, the blue light curtain shrank into a single point and plummeted downwards. Like a grain of sand falling into water, it passed through the surrounding flames and landed directly on the top of the clock tower. The stones that made up the tower, which were in an extremely hot state, encountered extreme cold, causing a violent explosion.
With a deafening crash, rubble flew through the air. But that wasn't all. The icy chill continued to spread downwards, causing the tower to shatter section by section. To the army below, it was like a continuous shower of miniature meteorites. The remains of many Undead also fell with the falling stones—a tactic that killed a thousand enemies but also injured eight hundred of your own.
"Whitemane!" Unas roared, and the silver-haired Priest suddenly released the spell she had been holding in her hand. A holy and magnificent white light beam flew straight towards the tower. The light beam spiraled upwards, and all the flames in its path were extinguished. The cold air that was spreading downwards could no longer advance when it encountered the light beam. The tower, which had been blasted apart by at least a third, finally stabilized.
However, many soldiers were injured by the stones, and no fewer than ten were rendered incapacitated on the spot. Unas breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, the attack was stopped in time, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable.