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The Witcher: The last King of the elves

Chapter 17 - Ambush

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Thunder rumbled across the night sky. The ground shook and the animals began to howl. The undead army arrived swiftly like a black torrent.

Wherever they passed, the ruins of buildings were razed.

The first to reach the central plaza area were the undead monsters with flying abilities, as well as groups of ghosts shaped like smoke.

But compared to the night raids of the past two days, this time more undead monsters appeared. One could almost say it was overwhelming.

“Ha ha, this is fun…” Haldir, as commander of the elves, was not overwhelmed.

"Come on, kill all the elves in the plaza and bring down their Tree of Life!"

"Elves must die!!" Countless undead creatures whispered through death.

Immediately afterward, a large number of black shadows fell from the sky, accompanied by a thick aura of death.

Almost at the same time, magical power surged, covering the sky and earth, and magical skills of various elemental attributes exploded in all directions, decorating the night sky with colorful lights.

Those magical attacks that appeared out of nowhere were unique; some were ice, fire, air, and curiously, also earth abilities.

All these attacks were produced by the elves under Thranduil’s command, who had recently acquired magical inheritance.

And the most shocking thing is not that—but that all of them are advanced magical skills.

The power was extremely overwhelming.

Boom!

In an instant, a large number of undead creatures were torn apart. The undead creatures with physical bodies suffered great losses in number, as did the ghosts and other undead in the first wave of attack.

This race can ignore physical attacks to some extent, but they are not immune to magical attacks. Although elemental attributes did not create a restriction, the magic damage still existed.

A large number of ghosts that charged to the front were crushed by the violent elemental magic in the sky before they could even scream.

Right then… another dense rain of arrows was fired into the sky. Every thousand arrows radiated the glow of elemental magic.

After several rounds of arrow attacks, thousands of flying undead creatures were killed.

“Damn it, who gathered this information?”

“Do you want to get us killed? That’s an elven army of over ten thousand souls!”

The intelligent beings within the undead army were horrified by the elven army well positioned on their territory. Even they were unaware of the function of the elves who rode the Mountain Leopards.

“Are those the elf druids that can communicate with spirits, as rumored?”

A first-hand wave of attacks killed at least thousands of undead creatures. Any undead creature with a bit of intelligence was so frightened that it fled in panic, not daring to advance further.

Observing the elven army gathered in the plaza, with an orderly formation and excellent equipment, which was obviously an elite force, many high-level undead creatures were scared.

The information is wrong!

Not only was the enemy's number inaccurate, but each of them is extremely powerful.

Especially those elves who rode the magical beast Mountain Leopard, all of them were warriors who could plunge into enemy troops and come out unscathed.

In addition, the wizards who used the ancient magic of the elves were skilled and unpredictable.

Among their army of one hundred thousand undead, there didn’t seem to be as many high-level undead of the same caliber.

After all, many hadn’t been part of the undead army for long.

…

At that moment, the ground forces of the Undead Army also approached the central plaza, close enough to see more of the battle.

As for their numbers, they were too many to count.

To the west and north, this fan-shaped area was packed with dense undead creatures, including skeletons, zombies, corpses, demons, and other undead.

The scene was absolutely grand. However, when they were about a hundred meters from the central plaza, a series of deafening explosions suddenly rang out in the darkness, and at the same time, flames shot into the sky, lighting up the entire night sky.

They were gigantic pillars of fire, scattered among the undead army’s troops.

All undead creatures within the range of the fire pillars, whether ordinary or high-level, were burned to ashes in a short period of time.

With a single strike, thousands of undead creatures were killed. These fire pillars were magical traps placed by the elven hunters and were powerful enough to kill high-level undead in seconds.

Even an undead who had lived for hundreds of years could not withstand that kind of damage for long before dying.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In a matter of seconds, more and more magical traps were activated. Before this, the elven hunters had installed more than two hundred magical traps.

If they hadn’t been in a hurry, they could have set up more. With the support of the Fairy Spring, they didn’t need to worry about having enough magical power.

When all the magical traps were activated...

The number of undead creatures killed directly and indirectly reached at least thirty thousand.

The results were truly dazzling.

"The power of this magic trap is almost as strong as a medium attack from my own power, that’s fascinating.” Behind the elven Legion, Thranduil was also surprised by the giant fire pillars that appeared on the battlefield.

He knew the magic traps placed by the hunters should be very powerful due to the materials they required, but he hadn’t expected them to be this powerful.

Not only can they instantly kill high-level undead, but they are also a large-scale group attack ability.

This could be considered a powerful weapon on the legion battlefield.

However, the hunters’ magic traps are not without flaws.

The first disadvantage is that the position is fixed and can only be activated where it is placed.

The second disadvantage is passive activation. Whether an enemy or a group enters the magical trap, it will detonate.

The enemy they faced this time was a massive army of undead, which is why it caused so many casualties. If it had only been a few scattered monsters, it would be like using a cannon to kill a mosquito.

Also, to put it more broadly… if this undead army includes undead creatures skilled in magical runes and seals, there's a possibility that the magic traps placed by the elven hunters could be dismantled.

Of course, there are no "ifs" in this world.

The brilliant record of the magical trap has become a reality.

…

More than two hundred fire pillars lit up the entire battlefield, the scene was apocalyptic.

Now Thranduil would no longer hide, because in a week his numbers would double and in a month, one hundred thousand elves would be ready for battle.

And everything would begin by winning this battle, which by the way had been advantageous for the elves since the undead army had been split into several sections.

If it had been any other intelligent race, perhaps the camp would have collapsed outright. But the undead do not possess much intelligence. Especially the common undead, whose awareness is chaotic and who have no idea what death and fear are.

Their actions are based on instinct or in response to the orders of higher-level undead. Therefore, the undead army continues to advance fearlessly.

Guided by a sense of danger, the undead on the battlefield, dodging the fire pillars, continued advancing toward their enemies.

Not long after...

The ground forces of the Undead Army successfully entered the central plaza.

They joined forces with the flying undead creatures in the sky and rushed toward the elven army.

“The true and fierce war has begun!”

As he spoke, Thranduil waved his magic staff and dozens of fireballs appeared in the sky.

Accompanied by bursts of roaring, a large number of undead creatures were blown to pieces, and the resulting waves of fire also caused continuous damage to the rushing undead army.

“We represent the life of our world, the purest state of nature—defend that legacy and win this battle!”

Haldir, riding a white horse, shouted: “For our kingdom, charge!!!”