Hell War Carriages charged out from the pitfall, halted on the reverse slope, sulfuric poison gas spewing from chimneys, short, thick cast iron cannons slowly rotating, aiming at the Mage Tower, firing cannonballs engraved with desecration runes.
Buzz!
The Mage Tower raised a hundred-meter-high golden spherical shield, blocking the rain-like cannonballs, stirring up ripples.
But behind the cluster of carriages, one by one, catapults made of human bones swung their long arms, hurling winged miniature Horror Maggot Beasts.
The Horror Maggot Beasts opened their bloodthirsty mouths, biting the golden shield, flapping the air with tiny wings to maintain suspension, writhing desperately to tear, damaging the barrier.
Merlin stood atop the tower expressionless, his fingers lightly beckoning, issuing orders to the Iron Guards crouched in towers surrounding the Mage Tower.
