My Players Are So Fierce

“Hether!

Calm down!

Don’t forget the burdens you carry!”

The white-bearded, slender old Dwarf with an unmistakable air of authority shouted, tapping his staff on the ground, sending his voice piercing through the soul, making Lord Hether immediately cease her words.

She panted, calming her mood.

Thus, the light in the entire command office brightened again.

She grabbed her weapon and said:

“Go and find that hidden danger!

Help those Transia People find that pit, I beg you, Lord Ofg!

We can’t lose this position, or it will all be over.

Even if I fall here, I cannot atone; we can’t change the painful outcome, do you understand?

If we don’t hold here…

The disaster of the Fourth Black Disaster will repeat, and the casualties and calamity will stain all our hands with blood.”

“We are not shirking responsibility, Hether.”

The Supreme Lord Silver Dwarf Ofg · Heart of Silver, personally arrived at the frontline, sighed and said:

“I came here to solve the problem, the Priests are already helping Transylvania companions to find that void.

What I must warn you is that you must now prepare for retreat.

Falling here may allow you to face the shame, but you are the Commander!

You cannot make such a selfish action.

You must take responsibility for your Soldiers, immediately plan carefully, and I will stay here to assist you in the evacuation.

If there is still a possibility to salvage the situation, I will do everything in my power to correct our mistakes.

But keep calm, the plans for the position were ours, however, the construction of the position wasn’t our responsibility, Hether, we only completed the framework of the position, don’t forget who ultimately finished the construction!

This truly is an important question.”

“Damn it!”

Lord Hether shuddered.

She instinctively lowered her voice and said:

“You mean, there’s…

a traitor among the Brass Dwarves?”

“A high-ranking traitor!”

Lord Ofg squinted his eyes, this elder Dwarf, comparatively smaller than other Dwarves, spoke softly:

“A traitor able to conceal such a huge hidden danger and prevent the Earth Priests from daring to investigate deeply…

It suddenly makes me recall, over twenty years ago, a team of Silver Dwarfs returning after completing an inspection at the Blackflame Mountain Pass were ambushed and killed by Goat Men.

That seemed like an accident.

But looking back now, perhaps we missed the best chance to make amends.

Honestly, I’m not only worried about the Blackflame Mountain Pass anymore, but also the Brass Fortress over there…”

“Lord!

We’ve found that hidden void, it’s located right at the center of the position!

Like a hidden heart.”

An Earth Priest, drenched in sweat and reeking of soil, ran in, marking a circle on the position’s map with a pen in hand.

Lord Ofg looked at the location and was immediately shocked pale.

He roared:

“That’s precisely the core of the rear six-layered position’s transport passages.

Once occupied, the enemy can attack every crucial aspect of the position uninterrupted via subterranean tunnels.

Quick!

Seal those tunnels!

Hether, you come with me!”

The Supreme Lord grabbed Hether’s wrist, waved his staff, and took her via the Earth Walking Technique to the newly discovered void area with pinpoint accuracy.

The moment they emerged, they were startled by the expanse of remains before them.

The accumulation of so many skeletons here, just by sheer volume, was enough to send chills up one’s spine.

But more crucially, as the Supreme Lord and Hether entered, green luminescence began to emanate violently from the other end of this void like a rippling shockwave.

Wherever the green light shone, the remains seemed to soak in mystical power.

Under Lord Hether’s despairing gaze, the bones beside her seemed to awaken from an ancient slumber, each igniting a green fiery glow within their sockets, and began to slowly rise, moving their decayed bodies.

“Congratulations!

The powerful and wise Lord Hether, has finally entered here at the last moment!”

Chief Botana’s hoarse voice resonated within the green luminescence, laden with strong sarcasm and provocation, she loudly proclaimed:

“But it’s too late!

You chose to slumber atop the tomb, naturally, you must now bear the wrath of the departed souls.

You betrayed the warriors of a hundred years past, and now they demand restitution.”

Having finished her vicious declaration, Chief Botana withdrew immediately, retreating with sure-footed caution.

“Blow it up!

Supreme Lord!

Quickly!”

Hether raised her shield, and yelled to Lord Ofg, who clutched the pendant on his chest:

“We cannot let these undead flood into our positions, collapse this place, and bury them completely!”

“No, this is a leyline convergence point.”

The Silver Lord immediately vetoed, shaking his head and saying:

“If this collapses, the entire position and soldiers will be torn apart in a flash, damn it!

The power of the Mother Earth has been stolen, and there’s a God Traitor among the Earth Priests; that traitor is now at the Brass Fortress!

I will stay here to fend against the undead assault on all the position’s fronts!

I can hold for at least a day!”

The peculiar pendant in Lord Ofg’s hand flickered with a yellow jade-like luminance at this moment.

Amidst his white beard fluttering, he used the Earth Walking Technique to send Lord Hether out of there and warned:

“Hether, you must convey this message to Lord Paryen!

By the way, warn the Half-body Men, the Brass Fortress, and Gorgon Mountain Pass may no longer protect them!

The downfall of the Brass Dwarves is inevitable, Mother Earth must abandon them.

Otherwise…

Otherwise, the tragedies of the God of Nature and Lady Spider might replay, heaven help us, a chaotic era is about to begin from here…”