The guards swiftly sounded the alarm, rousing all dwarves within the city, whether soldiers or civilians.

From their slumber with a jarring noise, chaos erupted throughout the city as the forces rapidly assembled, and the commanderhuman was also awakened.

Astonished by the report from her subordinates.

Such audacity.

Bayou was taken aback that the simultaneous efforts of three royal level beings failed to breach the protective barrier of Aman city, inadvertently rousing the dwarves.

It was evident that this shield possessed the defensive capabilities of a royal or even higher level.

I shall take charge.

Bayou floated off the back of the bone dragon, a sythe materializing in his hand with a vigorous sweep of his arms.

A sinister black blade shot forth towards the protective barrier of Aman city.

The extraordinarily corrosive power of the dark magic struck the shield, causing a slight crack to appear.

With renewed determination, Bayou unleashed two more strikes, and with a resounding crash, the barrier was utterly shattered.

It appeared to be merely a royal level shield.

Without needing Bayou's command, the undead plunged downward, rejoining their brethren on the ground before soaring back into the skies above Alman City.

Bayou was aware that such a shield could be reactivated, though the duration was uncertain, so time was of the essence.

The air force, accompanied by the landbound undead, delivered them precisely onto the city walls, immediately clashing with the surrounding dwarf forces.

A blue beam of light shot forth from the ramparts, striking a gargoyle and instantly encasing it in ice before it plummeted to the ground.

However, the beam weapon was swiftly destroyed by a nearby death knight.

At the city gates, a relentless tide of dwarves obstructed the advance of the undead while a group of dwarven soldiers mounted on flying beasts emerged from within the city to confront the airborne undead.

The area around the gates devolved into a chaotic melee.

Bayou refrained from allowing the undead to penetrate deeper into the city to avoid harming the dwarven civilians.

While dwarven soldiers were individually weaker than the undead, they lacked any numerical advantage.

Their formidable equipment, though impressive, proved ineffective once the undead mounted the walls and descended into the fray.

Confronted with the unyielding undead, the dwarves were no match without prior preparation.

By you, perched upon the back of the bone dragon, surveyed the unfolding battle at Aman City, pondering the absence of the royal level defenders.

Surely they could not be this feeble.

The griffam mounted gray was equally astonished, witnessing the terrifying might of the undead for the first time, observing the nobility that had once oppressed them being utterly overpowered before this formidable figure.

The nearly 1,000 dwarves below were filled with exhilaration.

Boom! A massive hammer struck the ground, generating a shock wave that obliterated all surrounding undead, scattering bones in all directions.

They have arrived.

Charge with a command from Bayou.

Three royal level warriors launched an assault on the royal dwarf at top the city wall.

Her previous restraint from engaging was a strategic move to conserve magical energy, anticipating the formidable strength of the royal level foes in Aman City.

Now that the adversary had revealed itself, Bayou felt unrestrained and prepared to strike at any moment.

Zhao Man raised her mighty hammer, her gaze fixed on Bayou, who stood majestically upon the back of the skeletal dragon, recognizing her as the leader of the foreign tribe.

Chapter 186.

Want to escape? Fortunately, Man had enchanted his weapons in advance, rendering these undead foes a trivial challenge for him.

At this moment, Man dawned enchanted armor and wielded a two-handed Warhammer flanked by two middle-aged dwarven guards who were indeed his protectors.

Dispatched by the chief of the Firebeard clan to safeguard Joe Man and the city, both were of royal caliber.

They wielded meteor hammers and swung their weapons at each other as they spotted the necromancer descending from the sky.

Like man, these two were the pinnacle of combat strength in Aman City, and their weapons were among the first to be enchanted.

The necromancer brandished a wand, and its skeletal shield absorbed the impact of the meteor hammers, while a multitude of bone spikes surged forth, raining down upon the city walls.

The dwarven guards, their armor, glowing with a blue hue, shielded their faces and braced themselves against the necromancer's onslaught.

The bone spikes struck their armor, producing mere sparks without leaving a scratch, let alone inflicting any harm.

The lich unleashed its domain, summoning a barrage of ice spears toward Zhao Man.

With a disdainful expression, utilized the vibrations from his hammer in conjunction with his domain to shatter the lich's assault before it could reach him.

Arrogantly, Manan regarded these three royal level undead with contempt.

Their agility in flight pad in comparison to the lethality of royal dwarves.

He absorbed the lich's attacks while simultaneously using his warhammer to strike down the surrounding undead.

Any landbound undead that failed to evade the shock wave from his hammer would have their souls flame extinguished instantaneously.

The royal level armor's gaze sharpened.

This dwarven royal was a high damage high defense bull work.

Apart from its cumbersome physique, the combat prowess afforded by the royal set was indisputable.

However, as a monarch level entity, the Lich possessed capabilities far beyond mere equipment enhancements.

Countless bone spikes infused with frost surged toward your man.

Both forms of magic focused on restriction, and the effectiveness of the bone magic would diminish significantly without the ability to penetrate defenses, prompting the lich to prioritize frost magic.

Though hailed from nobility and lacked extensive combat experience, he possessed considerable insight and a sharper intellect than the average dwarf, he was acutely aware of his vulnerabilities.

His domain ability resembled that of Meyers, albeit with the distinction that Man could manipulate his own weight, allowing him to wield his hefty warhammer with remarkable agility.

Naturally, if he could increase his weight, he could also lighten it.

Gripping the hammer with one hand, Zhao Man became exceedingly nimble, swiftly evading the lich's attack, he leaped powerfully from the city wall, propelling himself high into the air and bringing his hammer down upon the lich hovering aloft.

The hammer, infused with unparalleled strength, struck the lich's conjure bone shield.

The resultant shock wave, imbued with a soul attack, sent the lich reeling.

Fortunately, the lich had methods to safeguard its spirit and sustained no injuries.

Such a minor soul attack could not vanquish it.

However, as Man was airborne and unable to leverage his weight, it presented an opportune moment for the Lich to counterattack.

Arrogant man had not anticipated that his strike would merely repel the lich rather than slay it, despite his sole attack having made contact.

As he plummeted to the ground, a sphere of skeletal remains enveloped him instantaneously, soon encased in a layer of frost.

The lich's palm glimmered with a white light, and within the bone sphere, spikes of bone rapidly extended, all aimed at Jo Man rendered immobile within the confines.

He could only desperately shield his face with his arms.

As his body was otherwise protected by armor, Man summoned his domain, his body instantly gaining the weight of a,000 pounds, his limbs stretching powerfully.

With a resounding crash, the bone sphere shattered, and Man fell heavily against the city wall, creating a deep crater upon impact.

Yet, before he could catch his breath, he beheld another attack approaching.

The lich wielded a thick bone spear that rapidly expanded in his field of vision, aimed directly at his face.

Man swiftly turned to evade the assault, but was too late.

His left eye and half of his cheek suffering grievous wounds.

Fortunately, he had managed to avert a fatal strike to his head.

The excruciating pain ignited man's fury, and with the force of his domain, he shattered the surrounding bone spikes and retaliated with a punch directed at the lich.

The Lich, however, reacted with remarkable agility, soaring into the air to evade Man's wild, uncoordinated attack.

Observing this, two guards rushed to Man's side, helping him to his feet and retrieving his fallen weapon, grasping the weapon with one hand while pressing against his bleeding left eye with the other.

Zhao Man glared at the lich above.

His face a mask of resentment and wrath.

Two necromancers soon joined the fry as three royal grade undead confronted three royal grade dwarves positioned at top the wall.

In contrast to man, the two dwarven guards fared much better, easily countering the skeletal magic of the necromancers.

However, the lich was a different matter altogether.

Its mastery of skeletal magic, combined with its bone magic, rendered its attacks far more versatile, augmented by frost and psychic assaults, making it significantly more formidable than the necromancers.

The other undead had already descended from the walls, and even without the necromancer's deliberate summons, the release of their domains shrouded the corpses, resulting in an ever growing horde of undead.

Man's countenance darkened as he observed the dwindling number of dwarven warriors while the undead continued to multiply, reaching a point where the three of them could no longer contend with the onslaught.

Moreover, three royal grade undead obstructed their path.

It dawned on why ancient texts within his clan depicted the undead as such terrifying foes, even armed with knowledge of how to defeat them.

The might of this foreign race was overwhelming, posing a genuine threat to his tribe's rear.

The fall of Aman City seemed inevitable, and Joe Man dared not underestimate his adversary.

Realizing that he might not even match the lich in combat prowess, exchanging glances with his two guards, they silently communicated their resolve, which soon manifested as determination on their faces.

The guards hurled their morning stars while Mann unleashed his domain with all his might, bringing his mighty hammer crashing towards the lich.

At that moment, dawn broke and the first rays of sunlight bathed Aman's city in its warm embrace.

Two necromancers conjured a bone shield, only for a morning star to shatter it effortlessly.

To their astonishment, the bones coalesed like liquid, ins snaring the weapons of the two guards with an iron grip.

The guard strained against the chains, engaging in a fierce struggle with the necromancers.

Meanwhile, the lich swung its arm, blue flames flickering in its eye sockets as dozens of magical circles materialized around it.

They unleashed a barrage of skeletal chains which firmly immobilized man's weapon in madair.

An icy chill radiating along the chains, rendering it completely frozen.

Simultaneously, several chains launched toward the unsuspecting dwarf guards.