Rather than a cave, it resembled a colossal portal.

At that moment, the portal manifested a vast curtain of light from which emerged an overwhelming horde of monstrous beings.

Stone lizard guardian, second tier.

Nature warrior guardian, third tier.

Nature archer guardian, third tier.

Nature mage guardian, fourth tier.

A throng of entities emerged from the luminous veil.

They were not corporeal beings, but rather humanoid forms entwined with tendrils, clutching various weapons as they rigidly advanced towards their leader.

Whoosh! At that instant, an arrow flew towards him, followed by a barrage of arrows.

In the blink of an eye, the skeleton bat under Fongo's command was transformed into a pink cushion.

Awakening from his seat, Fongo cast a cold glance towards the west.

"My lord, what is the situation?" Nelson inquired softly from beside him.

They have arrived.

Just as the words fell, a multitude of nature guardians emerged from the distant jungle.

The number swelled from a handful to hundreds, then thousands, until the entire vista was filled with adversaries.

There was little in the way of formation or cohesion.

In the next moment, all advancing guardians roared, raising their weapons as they launched an assault.

Tens of thousands of forest guardians surged forth like a tumultuous tide, relentlessly cleaving through any obstacles in their path, obliterating everything in their way.

In an instant, the entire area beyond the territory was filled with the silhouettes of enemies.

Such a multitude, Nelson's expression shifted, even with prior knowledge of their numbers.

Witnessing such a vast enemy force instilled a flicker of anxiety within him.

Fear not.

Prepare yourselves.

They shall not prevail, Fong how replied coolly.

Nelson regarded Fong how earnestly, striking the ground with his staff, his voice raspy as he commanded, "Mage core, prepare for battle.

" Tens of thousands of undead mages raised their staffs, commencing the conjuration of spells.

Subsequently, dark magical projectiles surged forth, detonating amidst the advancing guardians.

In that fleeting moment, a significant portion of the guardians was sent flying, suffering grave casualties.

The enemy's ranged units began their counterattack.

Archer guardians and mage guardians targeted the city walls, losing a flurry of arrows and magical missiles.

In the turmoil of battle, magic and arrows wo through the skies.

Fongghao, not idle himself, identified a cluster of enemies and promptly unleashed the skill Starfire from his Starfire staff.

In the next heartbeat, fiery meteors rained down from above, crashing to the earth.

As the ground trembled, all enemies within the vicinity perished in the cataclysm.

The fiery magic possesses a peculiar affinity for entities of the wood element as its flame spread, claiming the lives of numerous foes.

Beneath the city walls, the melee guardians cleared the obstacles along their path, finally surging towards the base of the fortifications.

The skeleton spearmen tightened their formation, their shields creating an impenetrable barrier.

Long spears glinting ominously, jutted forth from behind the shield wall.

Their sharp tips aimed menacingly at the enemy.

In the face of these formidable weapons, the melee guardians exhibited no fear, relentlessly charging forward.

Their weapons struck against the steadfast shield wall.

Yet the spears found their mark, piercing through their bodies.

In an instant, pale green blood stained the ground beneath them.

At that moment, Funhow at top the wall sounded the warhorn.

A ripple of faint energy enveloped all skeleton soldiers, enhancing their agility and offensive capabilities.

Simultaneously, he unleashed a newly acquired skill, Cloak of Mist.

The battle zone below was instantly shrouded in a thick fog, enveloping the entire battlefield.

This skill, learned just 2 days prior, had found its purpose at last.

The mist obscured the battlefield, reducing the enemy's visibility to 75 and their morale to 15, while leaving his own soldiers unscathed.

This significantly tilted the odds in favor of his forces.

Advance, bellowed, the commander of the fireblade beneath the walls.

Under the cover of mist, the spear wall began to withstand the enemy's onslaught.

Gradually pushing forward, the spears cleared a path, and any enemy that dared to breach the ranks was swiftly cut down by the sword and shield warriors from behind, operating like a relentless meat grinder against foes of superior ranks.

Bang! Bang! The incessant barrage of magical projectiles rained down upon the base of the walls.

Assessing the battlefield, Fong Hao descended from the ramparts, seeking a tranquil spot to invoke divine descent.

In the next moment, ethereal blue flames ignited within the eye sockets of a thousand skeletal bats, which he had strategically positioned in the surrounding jungles prior to the onset of battle.

Now, he summoned these one 100 skeletal bats to soar into the sky.

After a ciruitous flight, they plunged down towards the enemy's rear.

With a swift dive, their enormous lethal claws targeted a solitary mage.

Following suit, the legion of bats descended upon the mage squad, engaging in fierce combat.

The skeletal bats, a simplified variant of the skeletal wolf bat, lacked the robust physique of their more formidable counterparts.

Otherwise, Fonggha would have preferred to lift the enemies into the air and rend them a sununder.

While the mages possessed high offensive capabilities, their defenses were rather lacking.

Thus, they quickly suffered severe casualties under the onslaught of the skeletal bats.

Once the mage guardians were vanquished, the swarm of bats immediately redirected their assault towards the archers still attacking the walls.

Below the fortifications, the melee forces pressed on.

The melee guardians launched an even more frenzy charge as the colossal monitor lizard guardians sprinted forth, their bodies crashing into the shields like battering rams.

Resolutely enduring the piercing spears that impaled them, determined to breach the shield wall, the flame blade advanced alongside the battalion, effortlessly dispatching two lizards that collided into its path.

Taking a moment to reassess the battlefield, the fire within its eyes flickered with fervor.

Kill.

The low growl of the flame blade reverberated through the ranks.

In the next instant, the first row of shields swung open like grand portals, unleashing a blazing arc of fire that obliterated hundreds of foes before them.

Immediately thereafter, the flame blade brandished its long sword and surged forth from the formation, charging directly at the enemy.

Behind 5,000 skeletal trolls followed closely, transforming under the flame blades command into a sharpened sword, plunging straight into the fray and initiating a brutal melee.

The entire battalion at the moment the shields parted resembled a lion that had lain ambush for years, ferociously pouncing upon the enemy.

Meanwhile, the failanks of spears advanced swiftly, executing the final strikes from the rear.

As the enemy sustained heavy casualties, the battle approached its conclusion.

These guardians, devoid of emotion and oblivious to retreat, hastened the pace of the conflict.

When the flame blade pierced the last guardian, the skirmish reached its definitive end.

My lord, all enemy forces have been annihilated.

Fungho nodded slightly, pleased.

Well done, Flame Blade.

Organize the troops to scour the battlefield and collect all resources.

Yes, my lord.

Under the flame blades guidance, all skeletal soldiers dispersed to begin gathering the spoils of war.

Chapter 87.

Harvesting resources upon the demise of the nature guardian.

Its lifeless form along with its weaponry and armor withered away like desiccated flora, visibly dissolving into nothingness.

No remnants of writhing bones or equipment remained.

Instead, an array of rare materials was scattered about.

Natural gems, mithril, and essence of magic among them.

The swift cleanup of the battlefield ensured that these resources were promptly gathered and presented before Fong Hao.

My lord, all the spoils have been collected for your inspection.

Descending from the city walls, Fong Ho surveyed the bounty before him.

Acquired Sturdywood 13, 552, Myithil 2, 424, Earth Srace 1, 345, Forest Srace 5, 422, Natural Gem 721, Divine Trace 12, Essence of Nature 572, Rich Essence 451, Magic Essence 220, Perfect Essence 32.

The defeat of 120 000 foes had yielded a significant hall.

Materials that had previously been elusive were now amassed in abundance.

The value of the dropped equipment and these scarce resources was immeasurable, promising a substantial acceleration in the enhancement and development of his territory.

Yet, the drop rate felt rather low.

Despite the elimination of 1200 adversaries, the yield was meager with perfect essence and divine trace appearing only in single digits.