"Are you sure your friends are going to be safe?" Nevreal asked Lux, who had accompanied him to infiltrate the Main Headquarters of Twilight Rain through a different entrance.
"Don't worry," Lux replied. "They are in good hands."
"Well, if you say so." Nevreal shrugged as he and his men continued to travel deeper into the hidden passage.
A moment later, the middle-aged dwarf suddenly stomped his foot on the ground, forming a wall of Earth in front of him.
Several bolts, coated with poison, slammed on the Earth Wall that Nevreal had summoned at the last moment.
Lux, who had also noticed the bolts, didn't do anything because he wanted to see just what Nevreal was capable of.
Similar to Lux, the middle-aged Dwarf was now an A-Ranker.
A-Rankers, S-Rankers, and SS-Rankers all fell under the category of High-Rankers.
These were the people who had the possibility of becoming Saints. However, the majority of them would get stuck at this level for the rest of their lives.
Nevreal was one of those people.
With his age, the highest rank he could reach was S-Rank.
That was his limit, and he would never become a Saint unless he got the support of the Kingdom of Gweliven, allowing him to advance in Rank by fighting strong Monsters with a team and consuming their Beast Cores.
"Prepare for battle!" Nevreal shouted as he charged forward while reinforcing the Earth Wall in front of him, treating it as a portable shield that he could use to ram his enemies.
The members of Twilight Rain deemed that ambushing them in the narrow passage was no longer possible due to Nevreal's strategy.
Aware of this, all of them retreated until they arrived in a spacious cavern.
They then positioned themselves in preparation to attack the incoming group from every direction.
They waited, and waited, and waited until they felt that something was wrong.
Just as they were wondering if their opponent was going to charge out of the passage or not, they heard the sound of footsteps.
Half a minute later, Asmodeus emerged from the passageway and walked inside the spacious cavern as if he were just taking a stroll in the park.
"Well then, time to clean this up," Asmodeus said before clapping his hand.
Immediately, his two loyal subordinates, Morpheus (Death Tyrant) and Ithaqua, appeared beside him.
A blizzard materialized inside the cavern, catching the hundreds of Initiates and Rankers by surprise.
Visibility had suddenly plunged to zero, and at that exact moment, a vile laughter that gave everyone goosebumps reached their ears.
Morpheus, who could perfectly see through the blizzard, unleashed a barrage of Death Rays at their opponents. Ithaqua also didn't hesitate to grab and shred anything within its range.
Diablo, Ishtar, and Lazarus, also joined the fray, quickly decimating their enemies with chilling efficiency.
A minute later, the blizzard disappeared.
Nevreal and his men could only look at the aftermath of the battle with solemn expressions on their faces.
"You've gotten stronger since the last time I saw you," Nevreal said to Lux, who had his arms crossed over his chest.
"Oh, you've seen nothing yet," Lux replied with a smile.
Clearly, this was nowhere near the extent of what he was capable of.
Truth be told, he could have ended Twilight Rain by himself. However, he decided to hold himself back.
For the Dwarves, this battle held great significance.
In short, this was their battle.
As an outsider, he was allowed to help. But at the end of the day, the ones who should settle this battle were the Dwarves themselves.
He could tell through Nevreal's demeanor and body language that regardless of how many of his men died today, they would put an end to Twilight Rain's reign of terror once and for all.
Advancing through the underground tunnels, Nevreal's group finally arrived at an underground city.
At the rear of this city was a castle made up of dark stone.
This was the castle of Twilight Rain, where their Guild Master, Magnar, was staying.
"For you to be able to arrive here is truly commendable, Nevreal," Magnar said as he looked at the Dwarven Army. "But you have pushed your luck too far. Before this day ends, this place will become your tomb."
"Oh, really?" Nevreal sneered before throwing a magic scroll to the ground. "The only one dying today is you."
The magic scroll that had been thrown burst into flames, creating a golden magic circle on the ground.
A moment later, two dwarves materialized in front of everyone.
They were the two Saints, whom the Elf King had sent to eliminate his Uncle, who had repeatedly tried to overthrow his rule.
"This battle ends here, Magnar," one of the Saints stated. "If you don't want to die, surrender yourself peacefully!"
"Very funny," Magnar chuckled. "I guess it's time for all of you to understand that you have made a big mistake by coming here."
The Guild Master of Twilight Rain snapped his fingers, and three black-robed individuals appeared beside him.
"Kill!" Magnar ordered.
Immediately, he and the three other Saints flew towards Nevreal's forces in order to start a massacre.
The two Saints, who belonged to the Kingdom of Gweliven, immediately understood that they had miscalculated the number of Saints that their enemies possessed.
Because of this, they didn't hesitate to issue emergency orders.
"Retreat as fast as you can, Nevreal!" one of the Saints shouted. "We will hold them off!"
The two Saints then erected a barrier in order to allow their comrades to escape.
"Lux, we need to leave!" Nevreal urged while the rest of his soldiers entered the passageway in order to escape. "The barrier will not hold for long."
As soon as Nevreal finished his words, a loud crack resounded in the surroundings, and one of the Saints that belonged to their side coughed out a mouthful of blood.
"Hurry!" Nevreal grabbed Lux's hand and was about to drag him away, but the Half-Elf didn't budge, puzzling the middle-aged Dwarf.
At that exact moment, the barrier that was holding back the four Saints of Twilight Rain shattered into pieces.
"Die, fools!" Magnar shouted as he raised his great axe, intending to hack apart the Saint who had coughed up blood earlier.
However, just as his axe was about to sever the Saint's head, it was blocked by another axe.
A much bigger axe, held by a bigger man who had blonde hair and blue eyes.
"The name is Sion," Sion said as he casually pushed Magnar back using his axe. "I will teach you the proper way to use an axe."
The Juggernaut of Agartha smiled evilly as his entire body started to grow in size.
Flames snaked around his arm that was holding his axe, making the Saints of Twilight Rain feel pressured.
Lux helped the injured Saint to drink a Rejuvenation Potion to recover from his injuries. He was confident that Sion could deal with two Saints at once, allowing the two other Saints to battle the remaining two enemies on their own.
Nevreal, who didn't expect that another Saint would appear to help them, stood rooted on the spot.
"Let's go, Sir Nevreal," Lux said as he patted the middle-aged Dwarf's shoulder. "While the Saints are fighting, let's use this opportunity to decimate the Elders and Executives of Twilight Rain."
Lux didn't even wait for Nevreal's reply before he picked up the Dwarf and ran towards the passage.
There were many other paths aside from the one that they had taken, and they led to the locations of the other top-ranking officials of Twilight Rain.
Of course, this was just an excuse.
Lux had sent Lazarus and Draven to secretly enter the Palace of Twilight Rain in order to rob them of their treasures.
Although he would allow the Dwarves to get the victory they deserved, he planned to collect his rewards for helping them overcome the Trump Cards of their enemies.
If Nevreal only knew that the Half-Elf was taking him away from the battlefield so that he wouldn't see his banditry, the middle-aged Dwarf would definitely throw a tantrum and give the Half-Elf the middle finger.
Fortunately, he wasn't aware of Lux's plan and was even touched, thinking that the red-headed teenager cared for his safety.
While this was happening, Cai and Cethus were also making short work of the enemies they came across within the underground labyrinth.
While the Top Dogs were fighting toe to toe in the underground city, the bulk of the members of Twilight Rain and the Army of the Kingdom of Gweliven now clashed with each other.
Shields broke.
Weapons shattered.
And blood spilled like a river.
Everyone fought for what they believed in, and soon, the outcome of the greatest battle within the Kingdom of Gweliven would enter its final stages.
