Chapter 173 Festival Of Demon Stupidity (2)

Several minutes earlier, the Teleryan Pass.

When the demon army entered the Teleryan Pass, they didn't see anything suspicious at first and only when they were in the middle of the road, suddenly the commander of the army from the Golden-Horned Demon Tribe started looking around when he noticed something was wrong and when he realized it... it was too late.

"We fell..."

He didn't get to finish his words because he was thrown away from the lion-type magical beast he was riding.

Only then he realized that this place was full of Spell Holding Wards; there were tens of them and all of them were activated at the same time. A whole bunch of explosions happened at the same time, as several of the Magic Spells, which the commander of the Golden-Horned Demon Tribe didn't recognize, were released from the Spell Holding Wards as the explosions killed hundreds upon hundreds of demons.

Similar scenes were happening all around the entire area of the Teleryan Pass as several trends of Spell Holding Wards were releasing Void Bombs and Void Strikes which were absolutely decimating the forces of the demon army. With each explosion, the lives of several tens, if not hundreds of demonkins were forfeit.

Not only that, but soon enough, only several seconds later after the explosions had ended, another wave of the spells started raining down onto the survivors of the demon army, as thousands upon thousands of demon soldiers were laying on the ground and even more were wounded in various degrees.

Some were less injured and some were injured pretty severely. And as they were just recovering from what had happened, suddenly they were hit by a wave of curses of the Necromancy Arts and several more of the Void Magic, as countless demons started going mad and like rabid dogs attacking everything in their sight.

Soon enough, chaos spread through the entire battlefield because everyone was fighting everyone. Most of the surviving demon soldiers managed to get away from the effects of the vicious curses that were released on them from the Spell-Holding Wards, but it was not enough, as they still hit a lot of demons who were attacking their comrades.

"Order to retreat back!"

Shouted the commander of the Golden-Horned Demon Tribe after he woke up, but unfortunately, when he turned back, he noticed that the way where they came from, was blocked by several huge boulders that fell down from the mountains. This was probably the worst possible scenario because he knew that the only path was that forward... and that was the place where a trap was probably waiting for them once more, so he wasn't that thrilled to walk into his possible death, but there was nothing else he could do about that.

Sighing deeply, seeing there was nothing else to do, the commander from the Golden-Horned Demon Tribe gave the order to advance towards the exit because they couldn't return to where they came from.

Unfortunately, there was no possibility of such a thing; thus they marched towards another exit from the Teleryan Pass while leaving behind several thousands of the demonkin soldiers who fell to the madness from the curses and everything that was thrown at them from the Spell Holding Wards, which once again greatly lowered the number of the demon army.

Right now, the commander of the Golden-Horned Demon Tribe estimated that from the initial 44,000 Demonkin soldiers, only around 25,000 were remaining, which was... certainly troubling because it was almost 50% that were either killed in the Teleryan Pass from the magic traps or were left behind because they went mad from the curses and everything else.

And even from the ones that survived the magic traps in the Teleryan Pass, there were many who were grievously wounded, while some had only some minor injuries or so, but all of that mattered was the fact that it greatly lowered the combat prowess of the entire army as a whole.

As he was closing to the exit from the Teleryan Pass, like he expected, it was blocked by hundreds of Bronze-Tier Undead. Not only that but all of the Bronze-Tier Undead were clad in the best armors of the dwarven quality and had similar weapons as well. It was clear that this was not some ragtag Undead Scourge but an elite Undead Army that was cultivated by a very rich and powerful Necromancer, the kind one could see within the Graveyard of Bones or other powerful factions that dabbled into Necromancy.

Aside from the Bronze-Tier Undead, who were blocking the narrow path, which was the exit from the Teleryan Pass, there were thousands of Steel-Tier Undead and Iron-Tier Undead behind them. All of them were neatly organized in formation as if they were controlled by some invisible force and their formation was very well done, or rather professionally done.

"This is not an ordinary Necromancer or Lich..."

The Golden-Horned Demon commander muttered silently as he issued several orders, as their only chance was to break through the barricade of the Undead, but that one was relatively low because many of their top fighters were killed during the ambush or some were inflicted with the curses of madness. Not talking about the fact that the Necromancy Curses were inflicted on all of them, so their combat prowess would be lower than usual.

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It was clear that the person who was behind this had planned to outcome to detail and would not leave anything to the accident. Even he realized that this was a place where he would probably die because he saw two Higher Undead among the blocking Undead formation. One of them was even some variation of Death Knight, which was already pretty problematic as it was.

Even though this was not a situation from which one could retreat, the only thing that remained was to fight to the death and honor the race and Tribe.

Instantly as the army of the demonkin were nearing the "U" shape formation created by the Bronze-Tier Undead, suddenly tens of spells of various Tiers started raining onto the incoming demon soldiers.

Since Yvraine was casting many of the spells, it was obvious that they were elemental in nature, and all of them were powerful because a majority of these spells were either 3rd Level Spells or 4th Level Spells, while some of them were reaching even the 5th Level Spells.

Yvraine was a powerful Arcanist in her own right, though she went more in the path of a Battle-Mage, because despite all of the studies and everything, she didn't really understand the depths of the Arcane and deep mysteries of Magic, neither she was intrigued in that aspect as she focused only on the combat aspect of her Magic.

In a similar fashion, Samiel was doing the same thing, as he was casting Spells from the Winter Magic as he was using the Metamagic Technique Spell Fusion as he was fusing some spells to increase their potency and attacking power.

"Cover!"

Shouted the Golden-Horned Demon commander of the demon army, but unfortunately, only a slight part of the demon army had the capability to defense. During the chaos in the Teleryan Pass, a large number of soldiers sadly lost their equipment, mainly shields which were thrown away for better mobility.

Hundreds of icicles fell on the demon soldiers; of course, only those who were injured had bigger problems defending or dodging the hundreds of icicles that Samiel conjured through the Winter Ruler. Many of the Demons were already inured from the traps in the Teleryan Pass and whose effects were showing right now in full force.

Hundreds of demons who were relatively unlucky were instantaneously killed by the icicles, which once again greatly lowered the numbers of the demonkins. The icicles conjured through the Level 3 Ultimate Ability Winter Ruler were extremely sturdy and powerful; they pierced through the bodies of the demons like a hot knife through butter, not any resistance from the side of demonkin soldiers would stop the incoming waves of icicles.

Simultaneously to this, Yvraine was shooting several elemental spells, this time opting to go for the Lightning Elemental Spells and Water Elemental Spells, as these elements went well together with the Ice-attributed Spells of the Winter Magic, which was freezing everything that it touched.

Normally she would be using Fire Elemental Magic Spells, but that would not be wise, considering that Samiel was using Winter Magic, which was basically Ice and Frost. So, she opted for a different take on the situation, and this time, she showed another part of the might of Elementia Magicae.

Yet, it took only several minutes for the demonkin soldiers to reach the formation of the Bronze-Tier Undead who were holding their ground. And when the confrontation began, a brutal slaughter was taking place on the battlefield, as the Bronze-Tier, Undead that were clad in dwarven armor and armed with dwarven-made swords, made short work of demon soldiers.

Tens of demons were killed with each passing minute and after several minutes as the fight progressed, suddenly remaining Silver-Tier Professionals of the demon species made their appearance as they attacked the "U" formation of the Undead Scourge, only at the last moment, Dharzug and Juulius made their appearance as the confronted the remaining 9 Silver-Tier Professionals of the demon army.

It was way less than they expected because there were initially 20 Silver-Tier Professionals reported by Nefertari to be in the arm, but as it appeared, the traps in the Teleryan Pass took down more of them than anybody could expect.

Right now, even Juulius was radiating power comparable to later stages of the Silver-Tier, at least around Level 65, because he was using the Blessings o the Outer Gods to boost up his combat prowess temporarily. Even then, if two of them joined forces, it was still two against nine, but to balance the numbers, even more, Samiel personally joined the fright while leaving the commanding of Undead to Ashimer.