Huoye shook his head, but Angela replied, "I have a risky plan."
It turns out that, just in case, the female mage left spatial coordinates in the spatial rift on Flamewaker Island —that is, in the small pool of lava. Now that the duel location of the Molten Giant has just been chosen on Flamewaker Island, she can secretly teleport there to lend a helping hand to Bael'Gar.
"The existence of the rift causes strong spatial interference. If Dean Du'an were here, we could give it a try, but it would be difficult for you and me to teleport there accurately," Huoye objected. "It's too dangerous. If something goes wrong, you'll end up surrounded by the enemy."
"That's why I need you, or rather Bael'Gar, to provide cover for me," Angela said, already having a plan. "At such close range, I'm confident the deviation won't exceed 30 meters. All you need to do is find a way to block the line of sight within a 30-meter radius of the lava pool."
Huoye considered it for a moment, "That's a good idea, but how will you help Bael'Gar fight without anyone noticing after you arrive on the island?"
"It's impossible to do it silently. As you know, most of my spells are elemental manipulation spells, which are powerful and direct in their destructive force. They'll be detected as soon as I use them."
Unas interjected, "What would happen if they discovered that Angela was secretly helping Bael'Gar, according to the rules of the Molten Giants?"
Huoye replied, "The duel will end, and the prestige that Bael'Gar has accumulated will inevitably decrease significantly. At that time, anyone will dare to challenge him, and the goal of reclaiming the Molten Giant will naturally be shattered."
"Therefore, I only have one chance to attack," Angela said. "If we coordinate well, we can take down the new leader in one strike, and all the problems will naturally be solved."
The sight of a woman charging into Charge was unsettling for the men, so Erigor asked, "Could you take me with you? At least I can help protect my dear Archmage."
The others also offered to go, but Angela shook her head. "No, I struggle to teleport by myself; taking others with me would only increase the deviation. Absolutely not."
Unas thought for a moment, then took out a piece of silver-scaled armor he had obtained during the raid on the slave owner. "This armor is very thin and light, it won't affect your spellcasting, and its protective power is quite good. It was a personal item of a wealthy Dwarf. You should put it on for self-defense."
Angela felt a bit uncomfortable when she heard it was someone else's underwear; she had the impression that Dwarves weren't very clean. Instead of taking it, she asked, "Have you washed it?"
Unas gave a wry smile and shook his head. He was still being a germaphobe at a time like this. But seeing Angela's disgusted look, he had no choice but to cast a few Cleanse to clean the silver armor.
Angela carefully twirled the armor between two fingers, then used magic to wash it several times before finally slipping it into her outer robe, her body covered in goosebumps. The Dwarf armor actually suited her petite frame quite well.
Once everything was ready, Huoye gave Bael'Gar the order to cover the magma pool. Now it was time to see the Molten Giant put on a show.
No matter how much the giants onlookers cheered, the battle on the island proceeded at a steady pace. Magmus patiently dealt with Bael'Gar, remaining as still as a mountain. He only needed to turn slightly and swing his giant fist to deal with his opponent who was constantly moving rapidly around him.
Direct clashes between the two were rare. Magmus believed that if things continued like this, Bael'Gar's energy would eventually run out, unaware that Huoye was secretly recharging him.
Bael'Gar's offensive suddenly intensified. Magmus was secretly pleased. No one could beat him in terms of patience. His fear of the former leader was at its lowest at this moment. Once he decided to make a move, he would finish the battle quickly.
The thunderous roar of boulders colliding resounded as the stone fists of both sides clashed fiercely. Bael'Gar suddenly revealed an opening and was struck in the waist by a punch. He screamed and was sent flying, crashing to the ground and rolling a considerable distance.
Magmus, having landed a successful blow, finally began his pursuit. Bael'Gar scrambled to his feet, retreating over a hundred meters before finally reaching the lava pool.
He continued to retreat, picking up pebbles from the ground and throwing them at the pursuing enemies, creating a cloud of dust that obscured the view for outsiders.
Angela donned a jet-black robe, wrapping herself up tightly, already prepared to teleport. Once the smoke and dust completely enveloped the lava pool and Bael'Gar had lured his opponents away, she immediately activated her spell, disappearing into the crowd with a flash of green light.
Unas watched the situation on the island nervously. He didn't see any unusual light or figures, which meant the teleportation spell was very successful. Angela must be near the lava pool. Now it was up to Bael'Gar to coordinate with her.
To ensure her actions were both discreet and let others see through her tricks, Angela had no choice but to unleash her ultimate magic – Extreme Cold Freeze.
By Dalaran's standards, this is only a level seven spell, but in terms of single-target attack, it is already the strongest attack method among water-based spells. Angela also needs to rely on the scroll given to her by her mentor to use it.
Hiding in the lava pool, protected by the fireproof barrier cast by Huoye and her own Ice Barrier, she had no fear of the lava's intense heat and quietly used her Mage's Eye to observe the battle outside.
Bael'Gar's fighting style was completely chaotic; his attacks, which hurled stones, were completely ineffective against his opponents. However, he continued to repeat the same pattern of running away and then picking up stones to throw behind him, further increasing the dust and smoke.
Magmus didn't even need to raise his arm to block; the opponent's attacks were barely a tickle to him. He despised Bael'Gar even more. Letting this guy make a fool of himself before being blasted to death would greatly enhance his prestige, so he calmly played a cat-and-mouse game.
Bael'Gar led his opponent in a large circle around the island before heading back towards the lava pool. Angela immediately tore open the scroll to prepare to cast a spell. She was being very careful, but subtle magical fluctuations still escaped.
Several high-ranking Flamewaker Priests in the Fire Elemental array immediately noticed the anomaly, but their warnings were drowned out by the giants' clamor. The sudden change meant they didn't have time to reach the island and end the duel.
Magmus simply stepped across the small lava pool as before. This time, the female mage hidden below suddenly attacked, and a blue-black ray shot vertically upward from the pool, instantly striking the giant's wide crotch.
Magmus suddenly felt a chill in his groin. He felt a sudden icy coldness in his core, and he couldn't even scream. He could only stand there motionless.
Bael'Gar burst out of the swirling dust, unleashing a barrage of uppercuts that relentlessly struck the frozen white area between his opponent's legs.
A series of cracking sounds rang out as his body, rendered extremely fragile by the freezing temperatures, began to shatter. Crimson fluid began to drip from his groin, and the cracks spread from his crotch to his lower abdomen. Magmus could no longer stand and collapsed to the ground with a thud.
Bael'Gar leaped onto him, plunged two fingers deep into Magmus's eyes, gouged out the two fiery red eyeballs, and swallowed them whole. The Eye of the Molten Giant was also a very precious energy gem.
The strongest effect of the Extreme Cold Freeze only lasts for five seconds. Magmus gradually recovered, but he had temporarily lost his eyesight and control of his legs, leaving him with only his two giant fists.
The one relentlessly pounding his head on him must be Bael'Gar. Magmus endured the heavy blows, gathering some strength, and with a swift movement, grabbed his opponent and threw him to the side. At the same time, he flipped over and stood up, intending to use his size advantage to subdue his opponent.
"You despicable wretch, you have disgraced the Molten Giants!" Magmus denounced his cheating kin.
Bael'Gar didn't answer. What glory did he have after being enslaved by Huoye? He hadn't expected his opponent to have the power to fight back. Caught off guard, he was pinned down. Now, all he wanted to do was struggle desperately, pushing away the enemy's heavy body bit by bit.
As the smoke and dust settled, the two giants wrestling on the ground were revealed to everyone. The commander of the Fire Elemental already knew that Magmus had been tricked. To him, the outcome of the duel was meaningless. Seeing that the situation was unfavorable to his side, he immediately ordered an attack on Flamewaker Island.
As soon as the opponent made a move, the Dwarf and the Water Elemental reacted in time, and the attack commands from Rendaen and the Water Elemental Duke were issued swiftly.
Only the Molten Giants were somewhat at a loss. The Flamewaker Commander sent people to tell them that the enemy had cheated, but they hadn't seen it with their own eyes. The Flamewaker Priests had only sensed abnormal magical fluctuations, but they couldn't explain how the cheating had happened. So the Giants didn't know whether to believe the Flamewaker's explanation.
Then, with a loud crack, Bael'Gar, in perfect condition and full of energy, finally won the fight, twisting off Magmus's massive head.
Bael'Gar sucked up the crimson liquid flowing from his head, then tossed it high into the air, proclaiming his victory to everyone.
"Molten Giants! I, Bael'Gar, am your only king! Follow me once more!"
Bael'Gar's thunderous roar echoed throughout the battlefield. Although the duel was not particularly exciting and the outcome was vague and shrouded in mystery, the principle of "the victor is king, the loser is villain" applies everywhere, especially among the giant race, who highly revered strength.
Almost all the Molten Giants raised their arms and cheered, welcoming Bael'Gar's triumphant return.
"I declare! The Molten Giant race is no longer enslaved by the Firelord! My people, you are free!"
"Awooo!"
"Ragnaros's lackeys are our enemies. I can feel your suppressed hunger. Devour our enemies to your heart's content! The Molten Giant is the true master of the Firelands!"
The Molten Giants, who had suppressed their devouring desires for so long, were now freed. They roared and turned their spears to attack their former allies, determined to reclaim their former position at the top of the food chain in the Firelands.
Many giants were scattered throughout the Fire Elemental formation. The power of their rebellion was terrifying. War Stomp and Flame Fist were both wide-range attack moves, and the Fire Elemental front line was thrown into chaos.
The time to strike a fatal blow is upon us; the Water Elementals and Dwarves are launching a massive offensive.
With an iron wall of Iron Golems as their vanguard, Unas and his group easily advanced onto the island and brought back Angie, who had used Invisibility to hide behind a pile of rocks in the chaos.
Erigor gave her a big hug, "Baby, I love you to death!"
"Get away!" Angela pushed her lover away, her face flushed. Her girlish demeanor in public made the men's hearts flutter, and they all secretly cursed how such a beautiful flower could be stuck with a pile of cow dung.
After praising the two mages' flawless teamwork, Unas encouraged them, "Victory is within reach, but now is not the time to celebrate. Don't let your guard down, let's continue the attack! Send the Fire Elementals back to their home!"
That being said, Unas had no intention of risking his life anymore. Following the Water Elementals and Dwarves to gain experience and pick up small fry was the right thing to do.
The Fire Elemental army finally collapsed completely. Duke Hydraxis's killing of the Flamewaker commander on the spot was the last straw that broke the camel's back.
With no enemy daring to resist, the Water Elemental transport team used its last strength to pour the waves of seawater into the Molten Core in one fell swoop, dealing the greatest blow to the Fire Elementals.
Following this momentum, the combined forces of Dwarves and Water Elementals advanced all the way, even threatening the safety of Molten Core. This forced Majordomo Executus, the agent of the Firelord and the administrator of Molten Core, to close the gates of Molten Core before all the armies could retreat.
Blocked outside the gates, the Fire Elemental army had no choice but to surrender or commit suicide. The allied forces halted before the gates of Molten Core, awaiting further instructions.
Molten Core is a subplane between the Firelands and the Azeroth, so its gate is not simply a physical stone door, but also has the characteristics of a spatial portal.
Without the correct path, rushing in without knowing where it will lead you, and you might even get lost in the unknown. It's impossible to crack it in a short time.
After discussion, Duke Water Elemental and Rendaen decided that the Boiling Water Elemental would temporarily take over the area, and they would discuss the next attack after finding a way to open the door.
The battle has finally come to an end. The Fire Elementals suffered heavy losses and were utterly defeated. It is foreseeable that there will be no new developments for a long time to come, and Rendaen can lead his army back with peace of mind.
Cheers and applause echoed across the lava river. Unas returned to Flamewaker Island, their way home, an island they had to keep firmly under their control.
"Finally, we can leave this dark and gloomy underground city! I'm going to bask in the sun when we get back!" Erigor's cheer expressed everyone's feelings.
He, Angela, Darian were originally supposed to join the Monastery Alliance's expedition in the Eastern Plaguelands, but they were forced to stay behind to rescue Unas, which had already delayed them for a long time. So they were eager to leave, otherwise they would be suspected of desertion.
The group gathered around the lava pool, Unas urged them to stay, "Are you all in such a hurry to leave? Rendaen has ordered a three-day, three-night celebration and has invited us to his coronation ceremony. It wouldn't be very polite to leave like this. How about staying for a few more days?"
Darian declined, saying, "No, we need to hurry back and catch up with the expeditionary force; we can't waste any more time."
Unas didn't insist on keeping him any longer. "If I can finish dealing with things here and in Venomspider Gorge in time, I'll lead my army to support you. Just don't die!"