From beneath Ashurgar’s feet, countless vines erupted explosively.

  Ashurgar tried to evade, but the area was far too wide.

  The vines wrapped around him in an instant, tightening as vivid flowers bloomed along their lengths.

  Tamar had anticipated that he would target her from the start and had gathered the vines underground in advance.

  Elaton leapt onto the bound Ashurgar’s head and began hammering down relentlessly.

  Chunks of stone flew as Ashurgar’s massive body staggered.

  Tamar called down rain with Ishtar’s staff, maximizing the vines’ power.

  Neragalsu nimbly evaded Eshiel’s barrage of arrows, then, seeing Ashurgar in danger, hurled a poisoned dagger at once.

  Eshiel fired an arrow along the dagger’s trajectory, detonating it midair.

  The poisoned blade vanished without a trace.

  Fury boiling over, Neragalsu shouted,

  “Damn it! Abarkash, are you just going to stand there?”

  Abarkash was hiding within the main camp, gathering his strength.

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  He possessed a decisive technique meant to seal this battle’s victory—and he completed the spell.

  Near the walls of Kish, sand began to swirl into a vortex.

  The vortex moved toward the wall, growing larger by the second.

  As the massive whirlwind struck, the wall began to crack and crumble.

  If the walls were completely destroyed, there would be no way to stop Uruk’s great army.

  While all eyes were drawn to the vortex, Neragalsu focused her power and formed a spear of poison.

  The moment she hurled it, she also unleashed dozens of poisoned daggers in rapid succession.

  Eshiel fired explosive arrows too late—this time, he could not stop them all.

  The vines struck by the poisoned spear and daggers withered, turning brown.

  As an opening appeared, Ashurgar spun his body, slashing through the vines and breaking free.

  He flipped backward and retreated swiftly toward the Uruk main force, while Elaton leapt from his head onto Tamar’s vines.

  The vortex finally ceased after destroying half of Kish’s wall.

  Having fulfilled its purpose, it gradually turned into sand and scattered away.

  The Uruk army in the main camp surged forward toward the now-exposed city of Kish.

  After suffering heavy casualties, Kasirgal and the priesthood succeeded in destroying the wraith giant.

  Marbala purified and healed the seething, corrupted wounds covering Kasirgal’s body.

  Believing this to be the end, Tamar, Liana, and Azael descended to the ground below the wall.

  Elaton and Eshiel stepped up to stand beside them.

  Opposite them, the five generals lined up, staring them down.

  Neragalsu sneered and said,

  “This is the end. You fought well, I suppose. I’m bored now—so just die.”

  Tamar grinned and shot back,

  “I’ve got a bit of a twisted personality. I can’t leave without killing you.”

  At that moment, the sound of a war horn echoed in the distance.

  The single horn call soon multiplied into dozens.

  Beneath the fully risen morning sun, a vast army appeared.

  It was the allied forces of the city-states, arriving as reinforcements.