As the priest's eyes emanated a green glow, he brandished his staff towards the prisoners confined within the iron cage, prompting anguished whales to erupt from them.
White energy began to pour forth from their mouths, eyes, and even ears converging upon the pre-arranged array etched upon the ground of the square.
They began to age rapidly, transforming almost instantaneously into skeletal remains that collapsed to the earth.
A resounding hum filled the air as a colossal rectangular portal materialized on the ground, pulsating with green energy, allowing glimpses of the scene on the other side.
An army of the undead awaiting in the twin cities.
Countless orcs erupted in cheers at the site.
It took the sacrifice of several hundred beings from five massive iron cages to construct this monumental gateway.
In that moment, the Orc king rose, weapon in hand, stepping forward to gaze upon the orc army below.
For the tribe, we shall annihilate our foes.
He proclaimed, raising his battle ax high, and shouting to the assembled warriors.
For the tribe, the orcs below faces a light with excitement, lifted their weapons in unison, and roared in response.
Kill! At the king es command, a throng of orc warriors surged toward the portal, vanishing one by one amidst the rippling green waves.
Outside the twin cities, a massive green portal appeared out of thin air, and countless orcs surged forth.
They brandished their weapons, charging toward the enemies positioned at the edge of the lakeside beneath the twin cities.
Attack! commanded SAS from the battle.
As the undead and their allied races surged forth to confront the Orc horde.
Meanwhile, on the opposing side at the Twinface Mountain, Alich suddenly became possessed by a necromancer, addressing the sibling duo with urgency.
The royal class has descended upon the twin cities.
Our queen urgently requires experience to ascend to royal class.
Bananas will focus on kills and refuse their subjugation.
Chunfo was takenback.
Why? U had never mentioned this matter to them.
He swiftly recognized the gravity of the situation.
If White U did not ascend to royal class, even with numerous king-class warriors, they might still falter against the opposing royal class.
Should we not return immediately to provide assistance? After all, it's a royal class.
Shun expressed her deep concern.
Having just reached level four king class, she could scarcely fathom the might of a royal class.
No need.
Defeating the races here will also aid our leader, Chunfo replied, regaining his composure.
We are not assaulting the city of the undead, but rather the twin cities.
The worst outcome would simply be an inability to overcome the enemy, leading to the total destruction of the twin cities.
The royal threat from Hapne province poses no danger to Bayou and Marshall province.
Naturally, the destruction of Twin Cities is an outcome that none desire to witness.
Thus, let's hasten our actions.
We shall leave the royal corpses to necroantic summoning and promptly return from the fortress of the undead to aid Twin Cities.
Chun, feeling the weight of urgency, began to adopt a rare seriousness.
Very well, the brother and sister duo immediately rallied the undead and commenced their mission.
The Nan and Ape is but a minor race.
With a mere few thousand in number, a single royal could easily count them on one hand.
In the face of the assault led by the siblings alongside 20 royal undead, they stand no chance.
Chapter 340.
The collapse of the undead in the twin city.
At the command of Sass, the undead army and its allied races outside the gates immediately launched an assault against the orcs.
The portal utilized by the orcs was colossal, significantly larger than the one used in their previous attack on the Twin City, with thousands of orcs pouring forth every second.
Lacking a base for formation, these orcs seemed to materialize through a thin veil of reality, rendering the portal impervious to destruction and thus preventing any interruption of their offensive.
The orcs had learned from past encounters.
The first wave consisted primarily of ordinary and commander level orcs, essentially a horde of cannon fodder, engaging in fierce combat with the undead.
With a ground force of 100,000 undead, they initially outnumbered the orcs, creating chaos outside the city walls.
Sass refrained from ordering the royal undead into battle.
As the orc kings and the most formidable orc king had yet to make an appearance, while the 100,000 undead aerial forces remained momentarily inactive, below, the charging orcs wielded massive bone hammers, recklessly swinging them in the face of their robust physiques and tremendous strength.
Even skeletal warriors and death knights were shattered under the impact of their blows.
At the epicenter of the battlefield, countless bones and limbs were sent flying, remnants of the undead.
But it proved feudal as the dismembered bodies quickly reassembled and revived.
The rock tooththed beasts charged through the fray.
Their enormous forms and sharpowned spikes impaling orcs with a force of their momentum.
However, upon plunging into the throng of orcs, they were halted, beset by a flurry of blades and axes, ultimately succumbing after dispatching several orcs.
The goblins were utterly outmatched.
Their inherent size disadvantage and lack of technological support, rendering them no match for the orcs who dispatched them with ease.
Suddenly, an orc collapsed, agony courarssing through its calf.
Upon inspection, it was revealed that a hidden devouring ant had launched a stealthy attack.
Its massive mandibles combined with corrosive acid, severing the orc's leg.
Just as this orc was on the brink of being slain by the ant, a nearby orc noticed and delivered a crushing blow, only to be met with a curse that instantly obliterated them.
Undead knights wielding sides wreaked havoc on the battlefield, mercilessly harvesting the souls of the orcs.
As one undead knight unleashed its skill, a multitude of other knights simultaneously executed their abilities.
In an instant, a failance of spectral riders, ablaze with blue flames, surged forth from the undead ranks, racing toward the orc forces, extinguishing their souls in their wake.
The orc offensive was abruptly halted.
They could scarcely fathom that both commander level and ordinary death knights possessed such capabilities.
Realizing their assault had reached an impass, the orcs resolved to unveil their trump card.
Utilizing potions, the orc shaman stationed at the portal's edge bellowed.
The sole royal orc would arrived early to command the orc forces.
Countless orcs heeded the call of their priest, tearing away the bone necklaces that adorned their chests.
Each necklace was unique, some shaped like teardrops, others resembling water vessels.
Yet all were hollowed within, filled with a vibrant green magical elixir.
As the orcs severed these trinkets, they eagerly consumed them.
their sharp yellow teeth biting down with fervor, shattering the bony vessels and allowing the potion to flow into their mouths.
In an instant, every orc on the battlefield had embied this potent concoction.
Their eyes ignited with a crimson glow, veins bulging, and an aura of green energy radiating from their bodies, enveloping even their weapons.
The orcs felt an overwhelming surge of power coursing through them.
And indeed, it was a true transformation.
A commanding orc wielding a massive ax was the first to charge into the ranks of the undead army.
The axe swept through the throngs, felling skeletons and zombies alike, including the death knights and ghouls that fell victim to its might.
In a heartbeat, they exploded.
The green energy eroding their forms upon contact.
The flickering blue flames that once animated them gradually dimmed, ultimately extinguished.
This green energy not only enhanced the orcs, but also proved lethal to the undead.
The seven kings, observing from the ramparts, noted this spectacle without a hint of alarm, having faced the undead numerous times.
They were well aware of how to combat them.
The existence of the Orc Empire for centuries had not been in vain.
The fallen were merely common undead, and their loss was inconsequential.
The relentless onslaught of the undead had shielded the subordinate races from significant harm.
And now that the orcs possessed a means to counter the undead, the seven kings chose to refrain from immediate intervention, they permitted the orcs to dispatch these undead.
Believing it would maximize the interests of their subordinate races.
As anticipated, the orcs swiftly regained the upper hand, launching their assault against the undead and advancing toward the Twin Cities.
This instilled immense confidence in the orcs while the subordinate races, weakened by the absence of the undead's fierce advance, crumbled under pressure, nearing total annihilation.
Compared to the undead, these subordinates were far easier prey for the orcs.
The orc horde continued to pour forth from the portals.
Though the subsequent waves of orcs refrained from utilizing the green energy, seemingly reserving it for future offensives or believing their current strength sufficient to vanquish the undead.
Soon, the undead army suffered severe losses with the battle ratio shifting from a grim zero, one to a more favorable two.
one.
After all, with the orcs now capable of slaying the undead, the latter's smaller stature became a significant disadvantage.