As they walked deeper into the Cave, the Dwarf guards along the way were all imposing and strong, fully equipped with weapons and armor, which Unas greatly envied.
After walking through the long passageway, the Cave at the end was not large. In the dim firelight, seven or eight figures of different sizes sat haphazardly on both sides of the room. They were of all races, including a thin, dark-skinned young man. Unas even saw a Goblin.
On the stone platform directly opposite, a white-haired, shoulder-length Dark Iron Dwarves slumped on a stone seat. The skin and flesh on the Half-Face were withered, and his bloodshot red eyeballs were almost about to pop out of their sockets. He looked more terrifying than Skeleton. This must be Half-Face.
The Ogre who had been leading the way trotted up to him, complaining, "Boss, although the humans from Us invited Isaac to eat meat, they also beat Isaac up and stole Isaac club! Please, boss, help me get it back!"
"Heh, who told you to lose the fight?" Even sitting on the high platform, Half-Face could only touch the Ogre's back. "I'll get you a new one."
"Isaac just wants the one that was taken from him..." the Ogre, looking as aggrieved as a child.
"The new one is always better than the old one," Half-Face suddenly looked at Unas, seemingly implying something, "Don't you agree, you black-haired, black-eyed Paladin?"
"Of course," Unas quickly stepped forward, unsure of what gesture Boss Bai wanted, so he simply clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Boss Half-Face, just call me Unas."
He gestured to the side with Half-Face turned up. "Then, please sit down, Unas."
Unas sat down next to an Orcs in the direction the Dwarf pointed. Suddenly, a Troll opposite him stood up, glaring at him menacingly, and said, "I heard you killed Jinsai after his blood sacrifice in a duel. Although that idiot only knew a smattering of Blood Sacrifice Method, he wasn't easily defeated. I also just heard you defeated Isaac. I, Rejiya, am eager to test the power of a human Paladin!"
Another Troll beside him roared, "I, Ka De'er, want to try too!"
As soon as Unas entered, he felt the two Trolls' malicious gazes following him. He hadn't expected the side effects of slaughtering Trolls to come so quickly. These two were clearly not from the Burning Thorn Tribe, but as fellow Trolls, it was normal for them to share a bit of hatred. Of course, it was also possible that Half-Face had secretly arranged a test.
This was no time to back down, Unas suddenly stood up, "Come on, both of you can come at me together, no problem!"
The two Trolls drew their weapons without a word, and Unas also took out his twin hammers. Just as the battle was about to break out, Half-Face suddenly said, "It's fine to have some fun, but it would be bad if there were casualties. Put your weapons away."
No weapons allowed? Can't fists kill people? This guy is so hypocritical. Unas's twin Silver Hammers are definitely better than the Trolls ' weapons; this is diminishing his advantage.
However, he didn't take the two Trolls seriously. After leveling up twice, Unas not only improved his attributes and skills, but also became more confident. He had just met the Ogre chieftain Ulak, who looked not much bigger than Isaac. He felt that he could win a one-on-one fight.
Based on this calculation, his personal combat strength should be on the same level as Half-Face, no, perhaps even stronger.
Should we add some water to avoid being perceived as a threat?
Getting cocky, that's a bit too much. Let's just fight as hard as we can. These two Trolls can be Half-Face's direct henchmen, so they must be pretty strong.
In the center of the room, the man and the two Trolls clashed violently. As soon as they started fighting, Unas realized that his enemies were not easy to deal with. He had the upper hand in terms of strength, but two fists could not fight four hands. The two Trolls' tall bodies surrounded him, looking down at him and constantly extending their long claws to try to subdue him.
Unas held back, immediately activating his newly learned skill— Divine Storm. A golden whirlwind of energy spread rapidly from him, instantly engulfing the two Trolls in the storm.
Each rotation of the energy vortex is equivalent to one of his full-force strikes. It can rotate four times per second, lasting for a total of three seconds, and has a very short cooldown time. As long as there is enough Holy Power, it can be released continuously.
Thanks to the existence of the Holy Power Vortex, he is essentially Meditation at all times. In addition, with the increase in energy brought by the upgrade, Unas now has enough Holy Power to unleash thirty or forty of these AOE skills, enough to handle the needs of a war. He is no longer afraid of being surrounded.
As soon as the skill ended after three seconds, the two Trolls were already groaning on the ground. They were too close to Unas and had no time to escape the storm's range within three seconds. They had taken twelve heavy blows all over their bodies and couldn't get up for a while.
Unas was quite satisfied with the power of this skill. As his strength increased, this skill would become stronger and stronger, and one day it would reach the level of power that Tyrosus displayed during the Battle of Lordamere Lake, tearing all close-range enemies to shreds.
No one expected the battle to end so quickly, and everyone was stunned for a moment.
A round of applause broke the silence in the room. Half-Face stood up from his seat. "The power of the Holy Light is indeed astonishing. My subordinates were utterly helpless. I never expected Knight Unas to possess such a high-level spell."
"Just lucky, maybe it was a revelation from the Holy Light. I only just learned this spell, and this is the first time I've used it. I didn't expect it to be so powerful," Unas said, feigning panting. "But it also takes a lot of energy."
His face, Half-Face visible, revealed no emotion. Of course, even if he did, it would be difficult to discern with only half a face. "Everyone out! Take these two pieces of trash out too. I need to speak with Knight Unas alone."
After everyone had left, Half-Face stepped down from the platform. "Riedel and Jinsai did not die unjustly; they were indeed no match for you."
Seeing that Unas did not answer, he continued, "You are strong, but humans are weak. If I were to fight you with all my might, you wouldn't last more than a few days."
This is indeed Unas's weakness. He might escape if he were besieged, but humanity would suffer. He couldn't bring himself to make those who willingly followed him bear the consequences.
"But I won't do that. I'm able to sit in that position," he gestured to the high platform, "Because I only befriend intelligent and strong people. Knight Unas, we can be very good friends."
"I wouldn't dare accept that. I'm content just to make a living by following Boss Half-Face. How could I possibly be worthy of being his friend?" Unas quickly declined, "Please don't joke around."
She smiled Half-Face and beckoned to him, "Come with me."
After the two arrived at the high platform, they found there was an iron gate. Half-Face took out a key, opened the gate, and the two walked through a narrow path to a room.
Half-Face the torch on the wall was lit, and rows of weapons and armor appeared before him. A rough estimate suggested that they could easily arm two or three hundred people.
"I heard you want weapons; you can pick whatever you like here."