"Splish, splish, splish!"
Yvette, Walis, Cynthia, and ten other female knights formed a defensive formation around the parasitic artillery platform. Finally, at Eric's command, they began the first round of biochemical artillery bombardment.
The biochemical shells, coated with milk and secretions, could explode violently and produce corrosive mucus like gunpowder. If they landed directly in the dense ranks of the elven archers, it would only take a few rounds to decimate the entire elven army.
"Forest Canopy!"
Alain, the Grand Druid with the strength of level 9, opened his eyes and immediately sensed the impending danger.
At this moment, it was too late to combine his magical power with other druid sorceresses. In his desperation, Alain reached into his pocket and took out an ancient scroll made from a certain tree bark, tossing it onto the ground. Then, he raised the wooden staff in his hand and thrust it into the ground with force.
