The two Druids approached Unas again, hoping to persuade the Warden.
Unas knew what it was about as soon as he saw them, and he explained his plan to cultivate the land, saying, "Don't worry, I will give you back a green Canyon."
"But there's no need to kill these trees! Their wails and cries are constantly ringing in my ears. I'm going crazy! Please, sir, stop immediately!" The young Druid clutched his head, his emotions running high.
Unas frowned. "You're not suited to stay here. Go back and rest."
"No!" The man gesticulated wildly, seemingly on the verge of madness. "You immediately order your men to stop setting fires!"
Unas's personal guards immediately stepped forward to separate the two, and another Druid quickly pulled his frenzied companion back.
"Take him back!" Unas snapped impatiently. "Before we reach the Spider Forest, neither of them is to appear before me!"
The Purple-robed Person's lair is in the Spider Forest. Since the mission is to rescue the kidnapped Elves, Unas can't burn down the entire Forest. The dense forest isn't suitable for a large-scale army operation either, so he has to send out a small elite force. That's when the Druids will come in handy. Right now, they're just getting in the way.
"Yes!" The subordinates immediately stepped forward and surrounded the two Druids, signaling them to get lost.
"What's going on?" The commotion finally attracted the attention of three Watchers, and Silver Shadow stepped forward to pull his two companions out of the crowd.
Unas shrugged, offering no further explanation; they should know more about the virtues of extreme Druids.
Nightmoon had no choice but to step in and smooth things over. After going through so many life-and-death situations together, Unas couldn't afford to disrespect her. He ordered his personal guards to be withdrawn, allowing the two Druids to leave with some dignity.
The society of the Night Elves is quite interesting, encompassing two very different cults— the Moonlight Cult and the Druid Sect.
They were able to coexist perhaps because the leaders of the two sects were husband and wife, but more importantly, Cenarius, the founder of the Druids, claimed to be the child of the moon goddess.
The doctrines of the Druids differ greatly from those of the Moonlight Cult, so Cenarius's words are highly suspicious, and whether they are lies or true remains a mystery.
The Watchers worship the Elune Elune, so they are not particularly sensitive to burning trees, and they are equally annoyed by the fanaticism of their Druid companions.
"My lord, there's no need to worry too much. The fire attack was a great success. Victory is more important than anything else. Those two ignorant fools will understand this sooner or later," Nightmoon gently reassured him.
Unas forced a smile and said, "How could I care about such a trivial matter? I'm just worried it might affect our subsequent operations."
Even so, the Druids ' commotion dampened the joy of the initial victory considerably. Once the Molten Giant had finished charging and the soldiers had eaten and rested, Unas ordered them to set off again.
This section of the Canyon was very flat and wide, and it was an important site for future reclamation. Unas ordered the entire route to be burned, and large areas of forest were razed to the ground. Fortunately, the Druids had already left, otherwise they would have been so anxious that they would have vomited blood upon seeing this scene.
Having lost their hiding place, the spiders, large and small, were driven out, scattered and facing Unas's army, destined only for destruction.
The pace couldn't be too fast at this speed. Before dark, the team set up camp on a small hill about 20 kilometers from the mountain pass, without encountering any significant resistance along the way.
The previous battle in the underground lava river, in which the Fire Elementals suffered heavy casualties, gave Unas a wealth of experience. Combined with the spiders he killed today, he finally leveled up again.
Strength +4, Agility +1, Constitution +5, Stamina +2, a total of 12 attribute points. It seems my previous guess was correct; the total attribute points gained per level after level 40 did indeed increase from 8 to 4. I'll continue to upgrade Divine Storm with the skill points.
Divine Storm Lv3: An instant-cast Holy Light attack that deals 300% of a normal attack damage to enemies within a 30-meter radius. Divine Storm also heals nearby allies for 80% of the damage it deals. Cooldown: 10 seconds.
With triple attack area damage and such a powerful healing effect, Lv3 Divine Storm has reached the level of a divine skill.
If the power of Reckoning is incorporated, its power will increase exponentially, and Unas is eagerly anticipating the upcoming battle.
According to the scouts' reports, the Giant Spiders are all migrating backwards. Unas unfolds the map and checks; about twenty kilometers further, they will reach Blue Rock Pass. This place is a narrow pass, which is very disadvantageous to the attacking side. The spider swarm may be defending there.
Blue Rock Pass is about 600 meters long, with an average width of only four to five meters, and less than two meters at its narrowest point. Even the Iron Golems can only move sideways to get through, let alone the Molten Giants. Their journey can only end here.
How to solve this problem? Unas asked Huoye, and the Blood Elf's answer was only three words: There's no way.
Even if the giants split apart again, their enormous torsos and limbs could not possibly pass through a width of two meters.
The Iron Golem's sideways position makes fighting inconvenient; if it gets stuck inside, that huge lump of iron blocking the middle would practically provide cover for the enemy.
It's foreseeable that the next battle will be a real fight, Unas desperately needs the help of Rosebayne and the Haikesi Spider Legion, but they still can't get in touch with them from this position.
Logically, with such a commotion in the Canyon, they should be heading towards us. We can only wait until we reach Blue Rock Pass tomorrow to see if we can get any news from them.
If we still can't get in touch with them tomorrow, then something must have happened; they're probably trapped somewhere and can't help themselves.
Unas was pondering a problem in his military tent when a few noisy arguments suddenly broke out outside, igniting a nameless rage within him.
It's getting late, and most soldiers are resting and preparing for tomorrow's battle. Making a ruckus in the camp at this time could be punishable by death.
Unas would certainly not be that harsh, but such behavior must be severely punished. He angrily lifted the curtain, ready to teach the offender a lesson, only to find that the person arguing with the guard was three familiar figures.
With his tall stature, a head and face covered in green hair, and patched-up beggar's clothes, Master Oakleaf had actually arrived. Of course, the other two were the two young Druids who had caused trouble during the day.
Unas had ordered that these two men not be allowed to appear before him, and the guards strictly obeyed the Warden's orders, refusing to allow the two Druids to see Unas, which led to a minor conflict.
Faced with Master Oakleaf, Unas could only suppress his anger; the old Druid's help, even just the mushroom alone, was something he could never repay.