章 132: Cleaning the Trenches

"The Imps are lacking the firepower to breach this, or they were unlucky to be attacked by the Gold-Tier Two-Faced Monkey that killed some of its stronger members... whatever, it doesn't really matter right now; we need to make our move already."

The lunch was excellent, which was food that Samiel cooked for the occasion, made from the best Magical Beast meat available on the markets of the Goldtooth Fortress City, which he then packed into small packages and stored in his dimensional rings. In this way, he could enjoy the best food even though he was at a forsaken place on some island at sea, swarming with magical beasts and other hostile species.

After they finished the lunch, they started discussing the strategy, which in the end was reduced to the part where Samiel would blast the Wards around the trenches with his Void Magic, and then, he would flood the place with his Undeads, as that was the most rational outcome of it.