At that moment, Bayou hair was somewhat disheveled as she sat on a stool.

Her expression a mixture of confusion and surprise directed at the fallen Xiao Leian.

Oh, oh my esteemed one, I am so terribly sorry.

Startled, Xiao Linu bolted from the room, only to feel a sense of wrongness wash over her.

She hurriedly returned to close the door once more.

"This is it, Emmed.

Surely, she will not seek my demise.

This is social death in its most profound form.

What should I do now to mend this precarious relationship?" They say the bonds between women are as fragile as paper.

Now, it seems that the ship of friendship has capsized.

Xiaoinua leaned against the wall, still acutely aware of her heart, racing tumultuously.

Inside the room, Bayou<unk>s cheeks flushed with embarrassment, creating an awkward atmosphere.

However, she was not one to react with excessive anger over such trivial matters.

Moreover, Xiao Yianua had been of considerable assistance to Bayou, and her future contributions would undoubtedly prove invaluable.

Thus, Bayou had no intention of turning against her.

Outside the room in an effort to alleviate her anxiety, Xiao Linua aimlessly wandered, searching for something of value to mask the impending awkwardness that would ensue when Bayou exited and they met again.

After a thorough search, she found only a few artillery pieces and an ammunition depot, failing to uncover anything of significance.

As for the peculiar structures within the fortress, she would have to wait for Bayou to emerge and dismantle them, for she dared not overstepper bounds.

Meanwhile, the skeletal knights continued their fierce battle against the dwarven knights, whose numbers dwindled as the gargoyless in the sky lent their assistance.

The fortress behind the dwarves was no longer a sanctuary for them.

The dwarven knights found themselves trapped, gradually encircled by the undead.

The only blunder in this scenario was by use oversight in not bringing a necromancer along.

However, even if she had, it would have been a waste of time as the necromancers could not instantly summon all the corpses.

Furthermore, transporting the dwarven remains back to the castle might terrify their own kind.

Thus, Bayou decided to summon them all at once right there.

Although the double summoning was effective, it required careful consideration of timing and location which was time-conuming and Bayou could not afford to linger in that place.

After all, with the surrounding situation being so unclear, reinforcements from the dwarves could arrive at any moment.

As the dwarves fell in greater numbers, the advantage of the undead became increasingly apparent.

While the dwarves were protected by armor that could withstand a degree of physical assault, they remained utterly vulnerable to spiritual attacks.

Even if phantoms could not slay the dwarves, potent soul strikes could disrupt their movements instantaneously, making it easy for the other undead to deliver the final blow.

Furthermore, most of their equipment was of ordinary quality, possessing limited durability.

It would shatter after withstanding only a few attacks.

The dwarves wielded their warhammers to easily dispatch a skeleton.

Yet they appeared cumbersome against the agile zombies and death knights.

Coupled with aerial support from phantoms and gargoyles, their prospects were bleak.

They could be worn down until defeat.

Xiao Yianua feigned nonchilence as she returned to the ramparts to observe the clash between the undead and the dwarves below.

Her heart racing as she anxiously glanced at the system timer.

After approximately 10 more minutes by stretched her limbs, invigorated, she meticulously inspected the chamber of the dwarven chieftain, fearful of overlooking any valuable items.

For someone who claimed to be a chieftain, they were remarkably impoverished.

Upon exiting, Bayou surveyed her surroundings, noting that aside from some industrial tools, there were only defensive weapons, nothing particularly intriguing.

The sounds of combat between the undead and dwarves could still be heard beyond the fortress walls, but they were significantly fainter than when Bayou first entered.

She surmised that the battle was nearing its conclusion.

Although Xiao Yianu on the city wall had her gaze fixed on the battlefield outside, her peripheral vision occasionally strayed towards Bayu's direction.

Now, upon seeing the other party emerge, her entire body stiffened as if awaiting the impending judgment.

Chapter 129.

The triumphant return by you naturally refrained from mentioning the earlier incident.

At this moment, she realized she had neglected to tidy her hair.

Removing the small hair tie, she shook her locks, adjusted her slightly disheveled attire, and then resecured her hair.

Noticing that Bayou had not referenced the awkward event.

Xiao Yinue's anxious heart gradually eased.

Having narrowly escaped death, Xiao Yinuev became considerably more composed, dismissing any frivolous thoughts.

The two began to search for useful items within the fortress and soon discovered over 10,000 iron ingots in the warehouse along with a massive furnace.

This furnace was presumably used to smelt the transported iron or into ingots, and it was significantly larger than the one in Xiaoa's castle.

At that moment, Bayou felt invigorated, as if Lady Luck was on her side, and without hesitation, she destroyed the furnace.

As expected, it yielded a blueprint for a special building, which she examined closely.

Advanced furnace.

Here you go.

Bayou promptly handed the blueprint to Xiao Leian, as its existence would greatly enhance the efficiency of or smelting.

They also discovered a structure capable of generating a protective shield resembling a spire with a groove at its base.

Upon inspection, Bayou found it neatly embedded with 12 spirit cores.

Initially believing it to be a high-grade item, she realized it was also powered by spirit cores.

With a disdainful scoff, she decisively destroyed it, resulting in yet another special building blueprint.

Upon reviewing the details, she noted spirit core shield commander level.

Seeing that the building's level was merely commander, Bayou dismissed it entirely, handing it off to Xiaoli and Shua.

Although her own special buildings lacked protective structures, the defensive capabilities of commander level were of no use to her at present.

She preferred the practicality of a concealed chandelier.

She had no interest in anything below king level.

Beyond this, the fortress held little of value.

some magic crystals, spirit cores, food supplies, and various dwarven household items and equipment, which are now considered mere rags.

In a corner of the fortress, they found a small store room filled with dense black shells, perfect for detonating as they departed.

After gathering all usable supplies into her spatial ring, Bayu and Xiao, Linua ascended to the fortress walls.

The battle outside had reached its conclusion.

With nearly 3,000 dwarves, including 1,000 mounted knights equipped with wild boars, at least 4,000 undead could be summoned.

Without wasting a moment, Bayou sprang into action.

Below, the undead were laboriously transporting corpses to facilitate her summoning.

A faint bluish light emanated from her left eye, and a gray summoning array materialized beneath approximately 1,000 dwarf corpses.

From these, she summoned fewer than 100 skeletal mages, who would subsequently perform a double summoning.

However, the necromancer, having not undergone the enhancement at the Blackwater altar, could only summon a mere double of a single type of skeleton soldier at level one, and the mana pool was too shallow, rendering the effect almost negligible.

Nevertheless, it was better than nothing, providing a moment of respit to recover mental energy.

An hour later, Bayou had successfully summoned all the corpses, and the dwarf remains have been disassembled.

At this moment, a diverse array of over 4,000 undead had manifested upon the ground.

Xiao Lianua was astounded, finally comprehending the source of Bayou's formidable strength.

This was an astounding ability to amass troops, arriving with merely 2,000 undead.

She was now leaving with more than 6,000.

It was truly terrifying.

However, in contrast to her previously invigorated demeanor, Bayou is now beset by a headache.

The toll on her mental energy was considerable, necessitating a good night's sleep to recuperate.

All the spirits remained behind to continue scouting the vicinity while the remaining undead returned to the castle.

Bayou called to the undead from a top the fortress walls.

Those capable of flight soared into the air while those who could not began to run along the ground.

The two then mounted their griffins preparing to depart.

As the griffins took to the skies, Bayou turned back to conjure a black flame orb, launching it towards the ammunition depot of the fortress below.

Boom! Boom! Boom! With the detonation of the first shell, a chain reaction ensued, triggering a series of explosions.

The entire fortress was obliterated, and as Bayou soared into the sky on her griffin.

The explosions served as her backdrop.

Yet, she had no desire to revel in the spectacle.

Her headache was excruciating, and all she wished for was to return to slumber.

Bayou first flew to the location where the dwarf slaves had hidden, and upon discovering that both they and the spirits had departed, she felt a sense of relief.

She then set her griffin on the path back to the castle.