Sara watched the warriors of the two races constantly rush past him. His eyes burned with anger, yet his heart was smiling. Ayaris and Valadok were no fools. The reason they launched such a fierce assault the moment they landed was that the three undead races were trapped within Gold Mountain, unable to spread out their formations. This was the best possible time to attack.
"Elf Race, Ogre Race, Hasta Race, if you want a decisive battle, then today we'll see who gets wiped out first." Biegulei's voice came from inside the mountain.
Under the pitch-black night sky, an enormous Stone Golem a hundred meters tall leaped out of Gold Mountain and stomped toward the three elf races outside.
"Get back in there." Ayaris instantly transformed into a hundred-meter-tall ogre, leaped into the air, and struck Biegulei's Stone Golem mid-fall, knocking him back into Gold Mountain.
"You think we only have one third-tier fighter?" A massive number of third-tier stone demons transformed into hundred-meter forms and leaped out of the mountain. At the same time, an equally massive number of third-tier ogres met them head-on. The two sides had exactly the same numbers.
"Forbidden Spell: Great Ice Spike!"
Countless third-tier ice trolls raised both hands to the sky. From a height of a hundred meters, innumerable enormous ice spikes crashed toward the ground. But before they could land, countless great trees burst from the earth, swinging vines several meters thick to shatter the ice or wrap it up and hurl it back.
The Hasta Race warriors held spears whose tips burned with flames as they charged madly up the mountain. The moment they reached the summit, they clashed with the Undead Clan's golden skeletons. Immediately afterward, countless arrows rained down from the sky. Their heads were forged from special third-tier