Chapter 112 – Emptying the Dwarven Treasury?

Han Ling crept up behind the High Priest, instantly materializing a sharp blade in its hand.

Immediately after, Han Ling pressed its entire body against the High Priest’s back. Only then did the High Priest react, but before it could even cry out, the blade reinforced with Alloy No. 1 sliced through its throat in an instant.

The High Priest’s throat was slit, emitting a strange gurgling sound. Its body struggled and convulsed a few times before collapsing heavily to the ground.

The surrounding Ogre guards were stunned for a moment, then quickly snapped to attention, letting out earth-shaking roars as they scanned their surroundings, trying to locate the assassin.

However, Xiao Wuwang and Han Ling had long since blended into the environment and slipped away.

Having already identified the High Priest, Han Ling split up with Xiao Wuwang to act separately.

And so, the two moved like phantoms through the Ogre horde, silently reaping the lives of the Ogre High Priests one after another.

As more and more High Priests were slain, the once orderly ranks descended into chaos. Small groups shoved and collided with each other, their hisses and roars intertwining and echoing across the entire grassland.

The surviving High Priests, unaware of what was happening, immediately ordered the Ogres to attack the city.

Sure enough, the chaotic Ogres, seeing the assault begin, set aside their internal conflicts and rallied with a ferocious momentum, swarming toward the walls of Kantel City.

The dwarves on the walls, who had momentarily relaxed due to Xiao Wuwang and Han Ling’s actions, instantly tensed up again at the sight.

Adia gripped his warhammer tightly and shouted, “Warriors, prepare for battle! The time has come to defend our home!”

The dwarves responded in unison, quickly taking their positions and readying their catapults, crossbows, and other weapons, standing vigilant.

As the Ogres drew closer, the dwarves grew increasingly tense.

In the past, Ogre sieges had always caused significant damage to the city and resulted in heavy casualties.

However, this time, before the Ogres even entered firing range, dazzling beams of light suddenly erupted from the two iron contraptions.

In response, the powerful Level 5 and Level 6 Ogres in the horde let out agonized roars. Some were blown apart, their flesh and blood scattering everywhere, while others were pierced by the intense energy, collapsing to the ground and ceasing to move after a few struggles.

The Viper-S autocannon spewed dense tongues of fire, raining down Level 4 bullets like a downpour. The Level 5 Ogres were incapacitated after just a few shots. The electromagnetic cannon was even more devastating—each shot was accompanied by a brilliant blue arc of electricity streaking across the sky, accurately striking Level 6 Ogres. The powerful current instantly electrocuted them and the Ogres around them into charred husks.

The Thunderbolt Towers continuously unleashed thick bolts of lightning, precisely targeting the formidable Level 6 Ogres. The struck Ogres convulsed and fell to the ground, soon falling silent.

The Antimatter Particle Beam Turrets were like the scythes of death. Each particle beam fired struck its mark, and whether it was a Level 5 or Level 6 Ogre, they were instantly obliterated into nothingness, leaving not even a trace of remains behind!

In contrast, the Mad Dragon-X Ice-Fire Launcher, which required rare energy crystals to operate, remained the most idle. It was not to be used unless absolutely necessary.

The dwarves on the city walls stared in stunned silence, having never witnessed such terrifying and efficient killing weapons. The Level 5 and Level 6 Ogres that usually struck fear into their hearts were now like lambs to the slaughter under the assault of these iron contraptions, utterly defenseless.

Adia set down his warhammer, waving his hands excitedly. “Well done! Slay all these Monsters!”

Elder Green and Elder Blue were also filled with astonishment.

Turning to the two Elders beside him, Adia said, “You see now! I told you Lord Wuwang had a plan! Do you believe it now?”

Originally, they had thought this Ogre siege would be an excruciatingly brutal battle, possibly even facing the Deathtrap of the city falling and its people perishing. Yet now, the situation was shifting in an unexpected direction.

Xiao Wuwang had risked his life alone to Slay the Ogre High Priest, which had already shocked them. But they never imagined he also possessed such heaven-defying weapons, making the slaughter of high-level Ogres as easy as cutting melons and vegetables.

However, after a moment of reflection, the expressions of the two Elders grew conflicted.

Every fallen Level 5 Ogre meant they would lose one unit of Level 5 Material!

Every fallen Level 6 Ogre meant losing a rare unit of Level 6 Material!

At this rate of slaughter, it seemed their treasury was about to be emptied!

The two Elders couldn’t help but inwardly lament.

Meanwhile, Xiao Wuwang remained elusive within the Ogre horde.

With Han Ling, he relied on their formidable Disguise function to continuously search for the remaining High Priests.

As the number of High Priests dwindled rapidly, the Ogre horde grew increasingly chaotic, and the rhythm of the siege became utterly disorganized.

The battle on the city walls also reached its climax.

Although the dwarves marveled at the power of Xiao Wuwang’s weapons, they did not remain idle.

They operated catapults and crossbows to attack the Level 4 or lower Ogres approaching the walls.

The low intelligence of the Ogres had one advantage: they did not know how to avoid danger. Once given the order to attack the city, they charged toward the walls mindlessly, as if unaware of what death meant.

Countless Ogres were crushed by boulders hurled from catapults or pierced through by crossbow bolts, yet those behind them pressed forward without hesitation.

With no Level 5 or Level 6 Ogres reaching the city, the battle was essentially decided.

After Slaying all the High Priests, Xiao Wuwang returned to the city walls, but Han Xing and Han Ling were still deployed to eliminate the remaining Level 5 and Level 6 Ogres.

As time passed, the once dense, surging tide of Ogres had thinned out. The surviving Ogres were filled with fear and confusion, and the rhythm of the siege grew even more chaotic and disorganized.

Finally, when not a single living Ogre remained below the walls, the battle ended!

The dwarves gazed at the mountain of Ogre corpses piled below the city, their faces showing the joy of having survived a catastrophe, but even more so, admiration and gratitude toward Xiao Wuwang and his companions.

After the battle, the tally showed that Xiao Wuwang’s side had Slain a total of 3,214 Level 5 Ogres and 218 Level 6 Ogres.

According to the agreement, Xiao Wuwang could select 3,214 units of Level 5 Material and 218 units of Level 6 Material from the dwarves’ treasury.

However, when everyone arrived at the dwarves’ treasury and took inventory, they found only 78 units of Level 6 Material—far short of the reward required!

Adia’s expression instantly turned extremely awkward. Rubbing his hands together, he said with an apologetic look, “Brother Wuwang, I’m really sorry. We didn’t expect you to slay so many level 6 Ogres. How about redeeming one level 6 Material for ten level 5 Materials? What do you think?”