Summoning the Holy Sword

The Necromancer was stunned by Rhode’s ambush. In order to control the situation, the Necromancer ordered his troops by the rear to push forward. In fact, he didn’t have any other choice. The holy spears were too powerful and his army couldn’t retreat even if they wished to. He also sensed the suppressing effects of the enchanted field and naturally understood how weak his army was right now. Instead of being annihilated while retreating, he might as well use this chance to retaliate. If they could break through the northern battlefront, perhaps he could take down the legendary artifacts, which would be a huge achievement because no one had done so yet.

 The Necromancer was aware that he had been had. But he had no other choices left and could only stake it all on one throw.

 However, he didn’t expect that Rhode would counterattack at such a quick pace—the Necromancer witnessed his cannon fodder burning in flames and a string of flames blasted toward him shortly after like an ignited detonation line. In the blink of an eye, he realized that Rhode was within his line of sight.

 The Necromancer turned around and fled instantly, at the same time casting undead spells on Rhode and his men to slow their pace. However, he didn’t expect that the attacks would be completely useless. As soon as he sensed that the situation was far from good, Gillian released a scorching beam of flames toward him. The Necromancer had no other others. He gritted his teeth and summoned the bone shield before him to resist her attack.

 However, he instantly realized that he had made a wrong move as soon as he got into contact with the flames. Gillian’s flames weren’t any ordinary spell as they were a force coalesced from pure fire element! This proved that she didn’t require any means and could freely manipulate the fire element!

 The humans have a fire elemental lord among them!

 This discovery scared the Necromancer out of his wits. If he knew this earlier, he wouldn’t have launched his attacks at all. However, it was too late for regrets. All he could do was to grit his teeth and escape. He had no plans to save his 30,000 regular troops anymore.

 They have the support of legendary artifacts and a fire elemental lord. I’m doomed. I should flee!

 The menacing flames dispersed the bone shield and engulfed the Necromancer. However, all he saw next was a dazzling silver radiance.

 What is that?!

 Andre realized that rows of soldiers had lined a distance behind them. The soldiers gazed at the city walls in silence, holding torches, shields, and swords.

 Who exactly are they? Reinforcements? If they are reinforcements, why are they standing by the rear?

 Andre remembered clearly that there weren’t any soldiers there before the battle started.

 Could they be reinforcements from the southern battlefront? That shouldn’t be. If they are, why don’t they support us instead of enjoying the show from the rear? Could it be…

 Andre shifted his gaze to the fluttering flag above them and shrieked inwardly. Yes, it was the flag of the southern battlefront! This proved that they were the soldiers of that man and didn’t seem to have the intentions of providing support. This meant that…

 “Tell Colin to check the situation behind us. If he isn’t afraid of death, he can back down anytime! I will not retreat. I will stay here until the end! Order everyone to defend the battlefront!”

 Andre ordered his adjutant without turning around. Then, he raised his sword and darted forward while one of the pitch-black Death Knight also leaped and brandished his sword.

 Clang!

 Their blades clashed.

 Even though the Undead Army continued to attack, they weren’t as uniform as before because they had lost their commander. It was especially so for the cannon fodders that didn’t possess any intelligence after being awakened into battle. Normally, they would require at least three months before developing basic intelligence and anytime before that, they were as though puppets driven by spiritual energy and required someone to control. The death of the Necromancer instantly turned them into headless mosquitoes that attacked instinctively. Not only that, but some of the Undead Creatures also attacked their fellow beings—this was another reason why the pressure on the northern battlefront was alleviated.

 At this moment, the 5000 Magma Guards impelled rapidly.

 They didn’t gather as a whole. Instead, they lined up into rows and trapped the enemies. Anne was like a wild tornado that drew everyone into it and those who resisted were shredded into bits by the wind element. On the contrary, Gillian released her fire elemental halo which expanded and devoured everything within its path.

 The flames surged on the battlefield as the Magma Guards strode forward in large strides toward the Undead Creatures. They brandished their flame spears and shattered the enemies before them into powder. The ferocious heat and splattering flames lit up everything around them. Shortly after, the dark sky was smeared by a glaring scarlet radiance as though the end of the world was near. The land burned in flames and all beings were devoured within. All they could do was to yield to the destruction.

 The Undead Army appeared to be struggling with the attack from their rear. They were like a bag of trapped worms. From the start, they struggled to escape the shrinking opening of the bag, but the holy spears splashed and they were wiped out by the sacred powers. Even though the holy spears also killed several Magma Guards, there were more benefits than harm in doing so—the annihilated Magma Guards caused a string of explosions that linked up the entire land. They were so dazzling when they burst into the clouds and massive shockwaves swept across the dense Undead Army, leaving gaps in their formation. Then, the Undead Army slowly decreased in numbers while flames burned on the wild grasses. Even though the Death Knights attempted to eliminate the enemies coming from the rear, they were eliminated by Anne and Gillian before they had the chance to.

 In addition to the 30,000 Undead Creatures that the Necromancer sent forth, Rhode and his men were facing around 40,000 of them. Logically speaking, around 5000 Magma Guards wouldn’t be effective against them. But as each Magma Guard exploded in their death, the Undead Army also suffered unprecedented damage. As the order that they received to attack the northern battlefront was never removed, they could only keep attacking, which led to them having one leg caught in the trap—struggling helplessly, but not able to escape no matter what.

 Boom! Boom! Boom!

 One Magma Guards darted forward, slashed its flame spear, and shattered a dozen Skeleton soldiers. Then, several other enemies pierced their weapons on its body from behind. In the blink of an eye, a glaring white radiance shone while a massive explosion erupted. Yet another scarlet flare bloomed in the pitch-black sea.

 The continuous flares surged and broke up the Undead Army.

 Rhode watched in silence and revealed a smile across his face. Then, he put away his sword.

 They were winning this battle for sure.