Amberser had supplied a massive amount of magic power to this spell, further strengthening its force.
Storms, acid rain, thunder, earthquakes, fires, and even meteors... These natural disasters repeatedly unfolded, crazily consuming the Dwarf Kingdom's reserved magic power.
Above the Royal Palace, a scene of impending doom was evident, even the Dwarf King hiding in its deepest depths could feel it.
When it was reported that a massive army of devils suddenly appeared attacking the Royal Palace, the Dwarf King was only slightly startled before he sighed in relief.
He had thought it was the new king, chosen by the Dwarves' Gods, coming to slay his way in. As long as it wasn't him, anything else was manageable. Although he didn't know where this group of devils came from, he wasn't worried about a devilish siege, as he had guards to protect him and thus, felt no concern.
