Warlord: King of All Clans

Following her mental command, a ball of blazing light lit up on the nearest peak of the magnificent barrier mountain range outside Trasil.

A few seconds later, the clouds began to roll, and a huge beam of light hit the sky above the Scourge Gate, condensing into a materialized torrent of magic power, completely purifying the death energy emitted by the Scourge Gate.

Within a radius of several miles, the wandering undead, both conscious and unconscious, let out soul-destroying wails before being torn to pieces.

Although the Gate of Calamity, which was half material and half illusory, remained intact, the aura of the dead that had accumulated for decades was swept away.

If you look down from a high altitude, it seems as if the dark clouds pressing down on the city are suddenly pierced, revealing a hollow area in the core area.

Hiding in the magic shield opened by Bobak, Ostara clapped her hands and said happily: "Well, at least I can be quiet for a year!"

Master Bobak had a headache and advised: "The power of the magic spring is the original power of the elves. It is not to be squandered like this. Don't use it next time."

The Magic Fountain of Highgarden is the source of magic in this world and the original power that gave birth to the elves. The attack released by Ostara consumed at least the magic power that the Magic Fountain had gathered for ten years.

Ostara stuck out her tongue slyly, "I know."

She quickly changed the subject to something unrelated, "By the way? Where is my daughter? Where did you throw her?"

Master Bobak didn't dare to say that her precious daughter was thrown into the river bay by him and raised as a dog. She could only vaguely say, "She is fine now."

So he changed the subject, "For wasting resources recklessly, I will punish you by making you stand guard here until I come back."

"Well, open the door for me."

"Ah?" Ostara was dumbfounded. She could only use the power of the magic spring to open a portal based on the mental anchor point provided by Master Bobak, and watched him leave with grievance.

Then he squatted in the snow, looking around to see if there was anything interesting nearby.

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The negotiations between humans and orcs are still going on. Although the Northern Duke is conducting peace talks under the banner of the elven demigod as a guarantee, the orcs do not believe it too much, so the negotiation progress is very slow.

In fact, both sides were very anxious. One side was eager to withdraw its troops to support the South, while the other side was eager to disperse and look for food.

The commander of the human army, who was originally unwilling to negotiate, suddenly fell silent after receiving the exact news of the attack from the southern border, leaving Hermann Freelov, who was firmly opposed, isolated and helpless.

No one is willing to give up their own interests.

That day, Leo was standing guard boredly when he suddenly heard the voice of Master Bobak from deep in his mind, "I'm ready here, you get ready."

Under the guidance of Master Bobak, Leo quickly notified the Grand Duke of the North.

An hour later, the 50,000-strong Terran army quickly geared up and marched out of the city in formation.

In addition to the combat corps of more than 20,000 people, Frowald also had many auxiliary corps, most of which were militiamen who were about to be recruited.

They do not participate in combat, but are mainly responsible for logistics. Local legions like the Isenbol Legion are assisted by a militia of a thousand people.

But today we received a military order to follow the combat corps out of the city and form a battle array.

Not only these auxiliary troops without armor, but even in the combat corps, many soldiers did not know the specific situation and thought they were going to have a final decisive battle with the orc army.

There was also a commotion in the orc army camp opposite. The chieftains of each clan led their clan armies to form a battle line and confront the human army.

Compared to the human army, which has more people but lower morale, the soldiers of the orc army are more motivated to fight and are eager to charge to the front.

The weak human race can only rely on the solid city walls to fight against them. Once out of the city, except for those iron lumps in the front row, the rest are two-legged sheep.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Leo walked alone into the midst of the two armies.

Behind him, a space ripple suddenly appeared, and a huge green halo slowly bloomed.

Endless frosty winds and the breath of death permeated the air, instantly turning the land black and corrupt.

Leo, who was so close, once again felt the fear coming from the depths of the living creatures' souls.

Then a strong breath of life surged, dispelling the frost and death. The corrupted land was purified instantly. Countless green grass stems and colorful flowers bloomed, spreading from under the green halo to the feet of the two tribes' armies.

A nearly ten-meter-tall humanoid beast slowly walked out of the green light gate!

It has the body of a werewolf, with strong muscles but not bulky, and the hair of a bear man, which is covered with arcs of electricity and free flames.

He also has a groundhog's head, but on top of it are thick antlers, radiating surging life force.

There are eagle wings behind it, each wing feather is several meters long, and the edges are shining with sharp metallic light.

The elven demigod, holy shaman, holy druid, guardian of the forest, leader of the wild sect, Bobak Marimotas!

Through the soul connection with Leo, he found the teleportation anchor point, opened the portal, and arrived at Frovald from thousands of miles away!

His fighting style and grand appearance shocked nearly 100,000 people from both tribes present. Countless people unconsciously laid down their weapons and waited in silence.

When a wilderness demigod more powerful than the ancestral spirits appeared before them, even the high-level shamans who possessed a share of the power of nature could not help but begin to pray in a low voice.

Master Bobak looked around with a trace of pity, and his low voice vibrated the strings of magic, falling clearly into everyone's ears.

"Humans, a weak and short-lived species, are immersed in meaningless killings. The greed and desire in your hearts drive you to plunder everything, but you have no idea that the real enemy is about to arrive."

"The orcs, the chosen ones by the elven prophet, the heirs to the unification of all races, because of their thirst for power, they betrayed and killed, but lost everything and became a symbol of barbarism and backwardness."

"You ignorant mortals living under the mountain, witness your future with your own eyes."

As he spoke, the complex and intimidating demigod Bobak raised his hands and cast a spell, enveloping tens of thousands of people in an illusion.

The vision of tens of thousands of people suddenly turned to the polar ice field. They saw the towering Gate of Calamity, the wreckage all over the ground, and the dead souls that had condensed into entities floating and howling.

Not far away, there are ice sculptures of groundhogs, ice sculptures of handsome elves, and ice sculptures of cartoon bear men...

Of course, this scene flashed by, and the vision quickly crossed the ice field, permafrost, tundra, and forest, and landed on a small orc village thousands of miles away.

The dead air that escaped from the Scourge Gate drifted here, causing the mosses in the tundra to wither, the soil to turn black, the needles in the forest to fall, and the trees to rot.

A half-rotten orc hand stretched out from the blackened earth, followed by a rotten head and body.

It stood in the forest, with blue soul fire burning in its empty eye sockets, and then looked towards the orc village.

Countless undead creatures transformed from snow leopards, snow bears, saber-toothed tigers, and woolly rhinos slowly gathered from the surrounding darkness, and then pounced on the village where smoke was rising from chimneys.

Screaming, wailing, and blood flowing.

An hour later, the fresh corpse, contaminated by the breath of death, crawled up again.