The undead army pounced on them like ferocious tigers sprinting down mountains.
Orchid Heart narrowed her eyes and one by one, the pages of the tome flipped over quickly. Hundreds of magical barriers flickering in holy radiance resisted the disaster. The wretched death knights and vampires hovering in the air retreated from the dazzling brilliance. At that moment, Orchid Heart revealed an uncharacteristic solemness on her face. She looked up, scanned the surroundings, and blew a sharp whistle. Upon hearing her signal, the soldiers fell back swiftly in that instant and columns of revival light erupted from the battlefield. In just a few moments, the intense battlefield was emptied. The unrelenting undead creatures that smashed through the barriers continued their aggression, attempting to give chase to eradicate the enemies. Looking at this scene, Orchid Heart who stood at the back of her army let out a bored yawn. Then, she extended her hand and snapped her fingers.
