It took half an hour for all the three races to move to the side I pointed at. The scene was really epic. Their number reached half a million after all.
"Kill them all," without batting an eye, I pointed towards the four hundred thirty-five thousands standing on one side and gave the order for a slaughter.
My warriors moved without any hesitation, executing my order in the most brutal way.
The first to attack were my dragons, followed by my soulers and then the rest attacked. I didn't stand idle either, and let my Bulltors and shield warriors work on the weapons over my chariot and kill without limit.
Screams of agony, helplessness, rage, and despair came from down below. Yet for the next ten hours, I oversaw a big massacre here.
At these hours, the three races I spared stood all silent. I felt they were so terrified to make a single sound or else I'd shift my weapons towards them.
