Chapter 325
The demon horde, unfazed by the losses they were suffering from both the repulsive nature of the land and the goblin mages’ bombardment, pressed on with a grim determination. The fourth-stage gargoyle demon, watching from a distance, seemed pleased. The bodies of the fallen demons were now creating a path, gradually pushing deeper into the goblins territory and eroding the lands that normally repelled their presence. This was the key part of Phanthom’s plan: sacrifice the lower-tier demons to erode the land enough for the stronger ones to move forward freely.
The ogre general, now at the head of his army, saw the advancing horde with a mixture of confusion and rage. Despite his previous confidence, the sight of the demons relentlessly sacrificing their own to create a path was unsettling. But he was not one to hesitate in battle.
"Charge!" the general roared, spurring his warhorse forward. His troops followed, surging toward the demon army with deafening roars of their own. The earth trembled beneath their charge, and the sheer force of the ogre cavalry crashing into the first wave of demons was catastrophic. Bodies were flung into the air as war hammers and clubs smashed into demonic flesh. The demons fought back, their monstrous forms twisting and contorting, but they were no match for the sheer strength of the ogres in close combat. What was even more frustating was that each demon killed by the ogre further erodes the lands once their dead corpse touch the land.
However, this was only the beginning. The third-stage demons were yet to fully reveal themselves.
Back at the fortress, the goblin tower master remained deep in thought, watching the battle unfold through the magical projection. His staff clutched tightly in his hand, he could sense something was off. The demons weren’t just mindlessly charging; there was a strategy here.
The tower master frowned and quickly barked orders to his mages, "Prepare the shielding spells! We must anticipate their next move."
On the battlefield, the ogres continued to push back the demon horde, crushing wave after wave. Unknowlingly they push into the eroded lands where they held of the demons.
But then, a shift in the air occurred. The ground beneath the ogre army began to rumble violently. Cracks formed in the earth, and from the depths emerged the third-stage demons, massive creatures with hulking, grotesque bodies, their forms flickering with dark energy. These demons had been waiting, hidden beneath the surface.
The ogre general’s warhorse reared up as the ground shifted, and he barely managed to regain control. His eyes, burning with fiery rage, locked onto the new threat.