Unas immediately activated the Holy Light Barrier, enveloping his own forces, including the Orcs, within it. The black light released by the black-haired lady struck the barrier and was silently annihilated, but the energy of the White Obsidian was also rapidly decreasing.
The Jailers immediately released the leashes, and dozens of Blood-red Hounds pounced fiercely from the platform. Unas charged forward alone, just in time to test the effects of his new skill.
"Holy Wrath!" A flash of golden light appeared on his body, and countless thin golden energy arrows shot out in all directions. Amidst the splattering of dog blood, screams of agony filled the air. All the bloodhounds within a ten-meter radius of Unas were hit by the energy arrows, either dead or wounded.
The two Druids quickly lay down, their bodies expanding and shrinking in a burst of green light, instantly transforming into two enormous brown Battle Bears. Their appearance immediately intimidated the charging bloodhounds, their wild instincts causing them to retreat before the giant bears.
Angela and Huoye caught up from behind, unleashing a barrage of Fireballs and Blizzards upon the enemy. The black-haired woman screamed, turned, and disappeared behind the Jailers. Her level was at most equivalent to Huoye's, and seeing the Archmage Angela, she knew she had no chance of winning.
Under the combined bombardment of Huoye and Angela's fire and ice attacks, the two giant bears led their troops to quickly storm the high platform, charging forward with unstoppable momentum.
The three Paladins and Natasha stayed behind to use Holy Light to alleviate the suffering of the cursed Orcs, since they were allies and they couldn't just stand by and watch them die.
Having been freed from the curse, Keira struggled to her feet. Looking at the Holy Light casters who had used Cleanse or Dispel spells to save her people, she said to Unas, "Humans, I owe you one."
"No, you owe nothing," Unas said, adopting a charlatan's air. "Saving lives is the creed of the Holy Light; you should thank the Holy Light, not us."
The female Orcs looked completely bewildered. "Holy Light is the golden light you emit? That's impressive. I've witnessed your golden light storm and arrows."
Orcs only worship strength; it's too difficult for her to understand the spirit of the Holy Light. Unas said, "The Holy Light can indeed give us great power. Do you Orcs want to learn it?"
Can we do it too?
It's much safer to manipulate a group of Orcs believe in the Holy Light than to control them with Fel. Changing adult Orcs is not easy, but faith can be instilled from childhood.
"Of course, any race that is willing to learn the doctrines of the Holy Light and embody Holy Light spirit can use Him," Unas continued, trying to persuade them. "If there's an opportunity later, send a few young Orcs to follow me, and I'll teach them the Way of the Holy Light."
"Hmph, if I get the chance, I'll definitely give it a try." Keira also harbored a desire to uncover the enemy's secrets.
At this moment, the person in front returned to report that most of the Jailer, who had been killed or wounded, had surrendered and the solitary confinement cell had been successfully captured. Unfortunately, the black-haired female mage escaped.
Rows of cages were opened, and more than a hundred emaciated prisoners of various races were released. Unas had originally wanted to increase the military strength, but they seemed to be of no help in this state.
After briefly explaining the situation to the prisoners, Unas did not force them. Those who did not wish to leave with them could do so on their own. Immediately, half of them dispersed, leaving mostly humans and Orcs behind.
After looting the weapons and food from the confinement cell, the group set off again. At this time, one of Lincoln's men caught up from behind and brought back new information: the arena riot had been suppressed, and the city guards were now turning their spears on them, the runaway slaves. Blacktooth and Half-Face did not follow them but chose another escape route. Torbjorn was now bringing up the rear and could hold them off for the time being.
It's been about an hour since the riot started, and the effects of the temporary antidote are starting to wear off. It's normal that the gladiators are failing so quickly. It's better for Blacktooth and Half-Face to take another route; at least they can lure away half of the pursuing enemies.
The situation was still relatively favorable, and the road was becoming wider and wider. After turning a sharp bend, the road ahead suddenly became brightly lit, and a black square formation appeared before them. The black flags, armor, and weapons gave off a solemn atmosphere, and the fleeing people involuntarily stopped in their tracks.
"The Ironrage Army," Erigor said softly, "How could Emperor Thaurissan's elite troops be here? According to our intelligence, this place should be..."
"Never mind the reason, prepare for battle!" Unas interrupted. Their arrival immediately provoked a reaction from the enemy, whose commander was already issuing orders.
The dark-skinned, black-armored Dwarves roared in unison. The three hundred men possessed the imposing presence of a thousand troops. With shields and spears at the ready, they marched forward in perfect unison, like a black fortress, each step accompanied by a deafening roar. This was a heavy infantry force that struck fear into the hearts of all.
A deep blue light curtain suddenly appeared in the sky, almost enveloping the entire enemy army. A deep chill immediately turned the hot air into Winterstorm. Angela's large Blizzard was poised to strike, but three red flame rays immediately shot up from behind the Dwarf army, causing the deep blue light curtain to shake and the Blizzard to fail.
The Ironrage Army has one high-level mage for every hundred men, and the three Dark Iron Mages are temporarily on par with Angela.
Not only her, Huoye also met his match. The black-haired woman who had escaped from the confinement room faced him from a distance, ready to launch a magical counterattack at any moment, forcing the Blood Elf to withdraw half of his prepared attack spells and switch to defense.
The mage's power is no longer reliable; the enemy is closing in relentlessly. Retreat is impossible; the only option is to fight to the death.
Unas opened the barrier, drew his twin hammers, and surrounded Luther's spearmen, the Orcs of the Tigerfang Clan, and Lincoln's Ogre Warriors. But to defeat the enemy quickly, he had to eliminate their mages as fast as possible.
"Charge!" The command, accompanied by the roar of the Druid bear, thundered down. Led by three Paladins, the entire army pressed forward, clashing violently with the Ironrage Army.
Unas completely abandoned defense, wildly swinging his twin hammers. The first wave of Divine Storm and Holy Wrath knocked down all enemies within a ten-meter radius, but the damage was very limited, as the enemies' heavy armor absorbed most of the damage.
As soon as the skill ended, Unas, who was charging ahead alone, was caught in a black torrent of steel. The elite troops of the Dark Iron Dwarves were indeed not to be underestimated. The enemies that surged up instantly forced him to switch to his giant shield to defend himself with more than a dozen powerful hammer blows.
Amidst this seemingly endless attack, he secretly stored up a wave of Reckoning, which he then unleashed along with the Divine Storm. This move proved effective, instantly wiping out all the surrounding enemies.
He suffered minor internal injuries, but he had to keep going, relying entirely on this combination technique for rapid advancement.
Thus, he repeatedly endured being attacked, activated his Reckoning, stored up his power, and unleashed his combo attacks. Although the Divine Storm had a slight healing effect, the internal and external attacks and his ever-worsening injuries left him teetering on the brink of collapse. Finally, after countless times of annihilating the surrounding enemies, he broke through the enemy lines. Only a giant bear covered in wounds managed to stay close to him; the others were swept away in the black torrent.
The enemy mages were right in front of them. Three Dwarves and a black-haired woman were exchanging spells with Angela and Huoye. The sky above the battlefield was like fireworks, with ice crystals and fragments of fire scattering throughout the cave.
Unas charged straight at the three Dwarves without stopping. Several guards beside them immediately came to meet him, and the black-haired lady even took the time to fire three black rays at him.
The Holy Light Barrier had long since vanished due to energy depletion. Unas quickly activated Divine Protection, and the golden shield not only blocked the three rays but also freed him from defending against the guards' attacks, allowing him to eliminate them with just a few hammer blows.
The giant bear caught up and charged directly at the black-haired lady. The tough-skinned, wild Druid was completely unafraid of the enemy's magic, scaring her into retreating rapidly.
The three Dwarf mages were already struggling to deal with Angela, making it difficult for them to focus on attacking Unas. Seeing that he was about to charge at them, they had no choice but to abandon their magical confrontation on the battlefield and Blink backward.
But perhaps due to Angela's interference, one of the Dwarves made a mistake in his haste and Blink. He was as fragile as a piece of paper when the mage got close, Unas rushed forward and smashed his head into a broken ball with his hammer.
The two Dwarf mages who had successfully Blink let out a mournful cry in unison, and two large Fireballs were instantly launched at Unas's face.
Unas neither dodged nor evaded, continuing his charge while activating his Invincible. Two Fireballs exploded on the silver shield, failing to injure him, but the shockwaves slightly slowed his progress. By the time he tried to give chase, the Dwarf mage had vanished without a trace.
The giant bear also ran back from the front, its paws empty; it seemed the black-haired lady had escaped again.
Although we only killed one enemy mage, our objective was achieved. Without the suppression of the enemy mage, our mages could finally unleash their power.
With the fugitive army and the Ironrage Army currently entangled, wide-range attack spells are prone to friendly fire. Angela and Huoye both opted for targeted attacks, with Ice Lance and small Fireballs landing precisely on the enemies, causing the Dwarves to fall one after another like dominoes.
Even the most elite army cannot withstand such a one-sided massacre, but the Ironrage Army did not collapse and continued to fight frantically, ready to die for their cause.
A rumbling sound of footsteps came from behind, and the battlefield fell silent. No one knew which side's reinforcements had arrived.
When Lincoln's massive figure emerged from around the corner, the runaway slaves erupted in cheers. The Ironrage Army finally despaired, but instead of fleeing in disarray, they fought their way back.
Now Unas and the Druid Bear, positioned behind enemy lines, are in a bit of danger. Unas glanced at his stats panel; the battle had raised his experience to 78%, and to level up he still needed to kill over twenty more Dwarves, which was far too difficult given his current exhausted state.
At this moment, the Druid's green light flashed again, and after being stretched and shrunk, he transformed back into a giant eagle. He grabbed Unas's shoulder, glided across the Ironrage Army's lines, and returned to a group of Ogres behind our lines.
Unas collapsed as soon as he touched the ground. He was too tired, and his injuries were not light. As soon as he relaxed, he became drowsy and fell asleep.
The giant eagle transformed back into human form, not much better off than Unas. It immediately sat down cross-legged to Meditation, the two unfortunate fellows resting together without moving.
"Us human, are you alright? You look so weak, like you're about to die!" The familiar voice rang in my ears.
Unas was jolted awake, and before him stood the foolish Ogre. "Isaac, you escaped too?"
"Lincoln came out with Isaac, and now I'm working for him!"
"I'm the one who saved you, why aren't you sticking with me?" Unas wasn't in the mood to argue. "Do me a favor, carry me on your back, and run forward, as close to the battlefield as possible."
Isaac lifted him up and placed him on his shoulders. "Unas, humans, you want to fight?"
"No, just stay close to the battlefield. I'll stop when I say stop."
Isaac asked as he ran, "What's going on?"
"Don't ask why, just do as I say and I'll give the spiked club back to you."
"Great, Isaac just happened to lose his new stick while climbing the rope."
The Ogre carried Unas and ran forward. When they were close enough to gain experience points, Unas slowed him down and kept his distance from the group as they continued to advance.
The Ironrage Army, fighting and retreating, was destined not to hold out for long. Lincoln's arrival was like adding a mage, and with the Ogre force beside him, the enemy finally collapsed after losing half of their forces.
The remaining Ironrage Army threw down their weapons and took off their armor, fleeing desperately, unaware that this would hasten their demise. Unas, his eyes still blurry, understood the situation through the rapid increase in his experience points, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and fell into a deep sleep.
After scattering the enemy, the runaway slaves did not rest but continued forward and soon arrived at the Crushing Stone Quarry. The overseers there had long since fled at the sight of them, and the slave workers at the Crushing Stone Quarry were also freed by the crowd.
Leaving the Crushing Stone Quarry, you'll find yourself at the back Back Gate of Blackrock Depths, the last line of defense, usually guarded by eight to nine hundred-man squads of city defense troops.
When everyone ran to the gate, the guards were already waiting in ambush. Only by passing this last hurdle could they succeed; otherwise, all their previous efforts would be in vain. The group had no choice but to stop and discuss the situation.
Lincoln shouted, "The last message I received from Torbjorn was an emergency. The pursuers are very close. If we don't break out now, we'll die!"
Huoye said, "Blindly rushing in will only lead to death. You, me, and Angela Archmage should combine our spells and see if we can blast the gate open."
"That's impossible. Do you know how thick this gate is? And the Dwarf mage's protective spells must cover the entire city wall. It's impossible for just the three of us," Angela, her brows furrowed.
"How will you know if you don't try?" Unas's voice came from the edge of the crowd, surprising and delighting everyone.
"Unas! Weren't you unconscious?"
"I'm completely healed, don't be so surprised. Miracles often accompany those Holy-favored." Unas looked radiant, not at all like a seriously injured person. The reason, of course, was that he had been upgraded again.