After Lin Rui arranged the tactics, the Tier Two Mage Kipulin immediately scattered a handful of Blood Grass outside the camp wall, and under the catalysis of magic power, a row of trees quickly sprouted, thickening and transforming, lush with branches and leaves.
Terion, wielding a warhammer and clad in heavy armor, strode forward like a human tank, shouting, "All knights, charge with me, undead block the breach, everyone else onto the walls. Eleanor, take the mercenaries and protect the Life Sacrificer and the Jade Mage, Silver Moon, protect the Necromancer, everyone unleash your spirit magic with full force."
"I am a Moon Apostle! Not a Necromancer!" Audrey corrected angrily.
"..."
On a battlefield where blood flows like rivers, is this the time to argue about that!
Terion really didn't want to argue with this fool any longer, and with his golden shining warhammer, charged towards the ogre army surging like a tide, his heavily armored steps seeming to make the ground tremble.
