Unlike Radvijev and Jerz, Sanyou Weimen and the Iron Blood Brotherhood were fighting for real. In less than half an hour, hundreds of thousands of Sanyou Weimen's men had charged out of their encampment. Whenever the Iron Blood Brotherhood's Forbidden Spell Mage Corps appeared, they were quickly swarmed and slaughtered by the enemy's Mage Legions and archer corps.
Seeing this, Lu Yang ordered his forbidden spell mages to switch targets and focus their beating on Olma.
Kukawa Yu eagerly returned to Sanyou Weimen and said, "President, the Iron Blood Brotherhood's forbidden spell mages have gone to attack Olma."
"Lu Yang is trying to wear us down," Sanyou Weimen said with a frown.
Olma's sector.
"Charge out and kill the Iron Blood Brotherhood!" Olma roared with a long face, leading hundreds of thousands of men furiously out of the camp.
Seeing this, Lu Yang changed targets again. This time, it was Roland...
For an entire day, Lu Yang had his Forbidden Spell Mage Corps circle the four sectors around Reaching-Heaven Fortress, using 400,000 forbidden spell mages to bombard them relentlessly. The players of the nine strongest guilds were worn out, especially Jerz near Sun King Harreken in the southeast sector, Radvijev in the southwest sector, and Stephen of the Diamond Sword guild from the twelve nations of South Africa.
Early morning.
Inside the conference room of the guild hall in Reaching-Heaven Fortress's inner city, Radvijev roared, "Including yesterday and the day before, it has been two straight days. Lu Yang's Forbidden Spell Mage Corps has been bombarding the area around Reaching-Heaven Fortress nonstop. I've had enough. I want a decisive battle with Lu Yang."
Olma slammed the table and cursed. "That's right, a decisive battle. We've stockpiled enough catapults for two days of fighting. We're not afraid to trade bombardments with