Millions of warriors were dancing on the thin line between death and life; at moments when blood, sweat, and sometimes tears mixed with each other, it wasn't possible for them to see the two giant circles descending upon them.
However, this wasn't an obstacle for them to feel the magnificent change they would experience; five million people struggling as if wanting to drink each other's blood knew very well that something changed.
"Ha! Ha! Ha! I couldn't even guess Soul Collapse would be applied on such a large scale!"
The change was so big that the Black Lily duo, who hid inside the crowds out of fear, had rushed like an arrow from where they were; they were very eager to use the effects of the technique belonging to their clan.
"Support of the Goddess; I wasn't expecting the senior to use this spell, especially while dogs of the Hell Realm are around us!"
Disciples of the Lands of Light were witnessing such an event for the first time too; a technique belonging to their civilization had descended on the battlefield covering their archenemies as well.
When Severo said numbers wouldn't mean anything against absolute power, he hadn't spoken as a prisoner of his arrogance; this was human nature, one would either bow or perish before the one superior to oneself.
"All armies forward!"
Dragan had given a direct order to his armies with his own mouth for the first time since the beginning of the war; his voice was echoing on the gigantic battlefield with the help of a device invented by engineers.
The Commander-in-Chief was excited; how could he not be? He himself could hardly believe what he saw with his eyes. Severo had released the technique that would reduce the combat effectiveness of enemies, and Maria de León the spell that would increase the power of all friendly units at the same time.
Only two people could dare to change the course of a war on a million-person scale by using the gigantic energy inside the magic storage crystals they obtained thanks to their backgrounds.
Indeed, results born of area-effect spells would start to be seen in a short time; the rapid advance of the Orc Steppes Army was cut like a knife.
"So the big shots decided to take action!"
Among those watching what happened in the Druid Settlement, there was someone grasping his axe almost as long as himself with ambition; the grey-haired orc's mood was spoiled.
"Oh the important people of these small formations; the precautions they take are always as big as their fears!"
Nafız, one step behind her friend, was examining the battlefield without distracting her attention elsewhere even for a moment to see the results changing conditions would create; as of now, orcs had no answer to give against two area spells, one with support and the other with weakening effect.
Khan's ability was unrivaled among all area effects, but his effect limit on lands he couldn't dominate fully yet was also certain; at the point the struggle reached, the depth of past between parties became the determinant of the difference.
Against the Army of Four Civilizations adding advantage to their warriors thanks to crystals in which the magic power their civilizations provided was stored, orcs would be able to trust only their own powers.
The force of one hundred and twenty thousand people, unable to make a difference when driven to the battlefield, had already started to put their weight forward; the Elite Ten would shield the influx of the army of two million people taking action with their support with their chests.
First, the duo who lost their weapons had returned; in addition to the falling power of the orc warrior specialized in Body Hardening, they wanted to take revenge for their humiliation together with their increasing might.
They had come by taking new ones instead of their broken weapons; in response to this, Number Two had no intention like retreating either, he stood upright with his body against the broad pala and spear.
"How conceited you were, speak now too!"
Number Three was perhaps the most unfortunate within the Elite Ten; while parrying the attacks of the disciples of the Lands of Light with the axe in his hand, he was caught unprepared due to external effects.
"You dug your own grave, come on let's finish the job we started!"
The duo, seeing the pieces of the orc warrior's armor swimming inside the dust cloud created by attacks coming out of their staffs, thought they killed their enemy, but the voice they would hear a second later would tell them everything was just beginning.
"Run, get away!"
"Number Three underwent transformation, run for your life!"
Disciples of the Lands of Light were involuntarily startled faced with the voice they heard for the first time; compared to them, orcs continuing to fight around were fleeing as if their lives depended on it.
Before ten seconds passed, it would be revealed how rational a decision they made because earth and sky were groaning with painful screams of Army of Four Civilizations warriors.
"Three-headed Hydra!"
The number two of the Black Lilies had remained silent after words coming out of his mouth; the long-haired man had turned white as a sheet as if he saw the founding ancestor of his clan in front of him.
"What is happening Severo?"
Like everyone, Dragan had also seen the giant creature, but faced with the destruction created by three heads possessing teeth like saws overflowing from the edges of its mouth, he could only ask questions.
"The miserable orc transformed into a legendary creature that lived on the Hell Realm; while even I cannot find it, these orcs possessed the creature's blood!"
It wasn't possible for the heir of a lower-class clan even to imagine the personal treasure of Mora, considered Nafız's master; there was a difference as much as earth and sky between Severo and the woman who turned everything upside down in his civilization a hundred years ago.
The duo, extremely sure of their victories a moment ago, would pour out whatever they had in their hands; although its size brought destruction, it also made the Three-Headed Hydra an open target for everyone at the same time.
Transformation was a double-edged sword; Number Two preventing the advance on his front had become the target of large masses, seeing this Number Four was running to help with all his speed.
"Where to, what is the rush?"
"You cannot go anywhere without passing brave warriors of the Black Lilies!"
The duo hiding since they landed on the battlefield had finally decided to show themselves; their voices were coming out quite loud after the weakening of the enemy and effects strengthening themselves.
There was nothing to be surprised about; throughout history, small people hid in their holes like cowardly mice when troubled times came, and they were the ones benefiting most from the environment formed after calamities were overcome.
Number Four didn't cut speed, he continued marching on his opponents; while another shadow appeared suddenly beside him, he was advancing for whatever his initial aim was.
Before he arrived, the entity shaping slowly from the shadow had reached the target; a pair of claws would explode on the weapon of the Black Lily warrior taking defense stance with his spear.
"Ahhh!"
While the person defining himself as a brave warrior was thrown backward, only those within a ten-step distance would be able to hear his cut scream; now it was more comfortable for Number Four to advance from the gap formed.
Meanwhile, the power animal with brown spots on its yellow fur straightening on its four legs would escape with an agile movement from its other enemy bringing his broad pala down toward its head.
"Watch out, he can use thunder in his attacks!"
The orc warrior wanting to perform a breakthrough movement wouldn't be able to reach his aim as a result of the person thrown with the first blow jumping to his feet; thanks to the two spells covering the battlefield, the resistance of their enemies had increased considerably.
The effect was directly influencing the struggle of gigantic masses too; orcs whose power fell were both retreating and melting numerically every moment, whereas the Army of Four Civilizations was pushing incessantly relying on the confidence the blessing they received gave.
Although they were in such a difficult situation themselves, completely different motivations were determining the movements of orc warriors right now; they had stopped attacking and started clustering around ten points.