“Indeed, I never anticipated that the Pride Temple would be so cunning as to deploy an undercover agent.” Kosor said that, a hint of dread in his voice.

Patricia furrowed her brow, “We must exercise greater caution moving forward. We cannot allow the enemy any further opportunities.”

Enzo nodded and said, “That’s right, everyone should be vigilant and not make such mistakes again.”

Everyone nodded in agreement, indicating their understanding.

Enzo glanced at the fallen Timothy, pondering to himself, “Although Timothy has been defeated, the followers of the Pride Temple will certainly not relent. They will undoubtedly devise further strategies against us.”

With this thought, Enzo addressed his companions, “Let us return to the temple. We must discuss our next course of action.”

The group nodded in agreement and made their way back to the Rage Temple.

Within the temple, Enzo and his allies began to deliberate strategies.

“Though we have captured the spy, he is likely already aware of some of our plans.” Enzo remarked.

“What should we do then?” Matilda inquired, her voice tinged with concern.

After a moment’s contemplation, Enzo proposed, “I believe we should turn the tables, using Timothy to transmit false intelligence to the Pride Temple, thereby obscuring our true intentions.”

“Excellent idea!” the others concurred.

Thus, Enzo set the plan in motion, instructing everyone to act independently.

According to the scheme, Patricia disguised Timothy to appear gravely injured and unconscious, then stealthily escorted him out of the Rage Temple.

Upon regaining consciousness, Timothy was astonished to find himself unrestrained and felt a wave of relief.

He swiftly contacted the followers of the Pride Temple, relaying the fabricated information he had acquired.

Upon receiving Timothy’s report, the leaders of the Pride Temple were elated.

“Aha! Who would have thought the denizens of the Rage Temple were so foolish as to leak such crucial intelligence?” the leader of the Pride Temple laughed heartily.

Consequently, they began formulating plans based on Timothy’s deceptive information, preparing to confront the Rage Temple.

Unbeknownst to them, all of this was a clever ruse orchestrated by Enzo and his allies.

As the Pride Temple’s followers busily prepared, Enzo and his companions were covertly laying traps and defenses.

Utilizing Ancestor Meat and Magic Circle, they set up a large-scale defensive trap, which would be triggered as soon as the Pride Temple’s forces ventured into its range, inflicting severe damage upon them.

Once all was in readiness, Enzo and his companions began their vigil, awaiting the inevitable approach of Pride Temple’s forces.

Days later, the minions of Pride Temple could no longer restrain themselves and surged forth with a sizable contingent towards Rage Temple.

As they crossed the threshold into the trap’s domain, Enzo and his allies swiftly activated their scheme.

A colossal beam of radiant light erupted from the ground, enveloping the forces of Pride Temple in its blinding embrace.

“Alas, we have fallen into a snare!” the leader of Pride Temple exclaimed in terror.

Yet, it was far too late. The formidable power contained within the trap unleashed its fury, toppling the adversaries one by one.

Seizing the moment, Enzo and his comrades launched their counteroffensive, capturing the members of Pride Temple in a decisive blow.

When the battle concluded, Enzo and his allies surveyed the fallen foes, their hearts swelling with the exhilaration of triumph.

“This victory is truly a testament to our collective effort.” Enzo expressed gratefully.

The others nodded in agreement, acknowledging it as a shared achievement.

“However, we must not allow complacency to take root.” Enzo cautioned, shifting his tone. “While we have vanquished Pride Temple, the forces of darkness continue to lurk in the shadows. Vigilance must remain our watchword.”

“Indeed, we all must persevere in our efforts to safeguard our homeland!” Matilda declared, raising her fist emphatically.

The group rallied in response, pledging to continue their fight to protect their cherished home.

At that moment, a sudden flurry of hurried footsteps broke the air.

A frantic subordinate dashed towards them, breathless with urgency. “My Lord, dire news! The Umbra Corps has launched a surprise attack against us!”

“What?!” Enzo gasped in shock, “The Umbra Corps? How could they suddenly strike us?”

The subordinate shook his head in despair. “I do not know, but their advance is fierce. We must prepare to confront them at once!”

Enzo furrowed his brow. “Very well, everyone, prepare for battle immediately. We must not allow them to succeed!”

Upon concluding his words, Enzo promptly led the group towards the battlefield.

As they arrived, they beheld the Umbra Corps engaged in fierce combat with the guards of Rage Temple.

Draped in black cloaks, the members of Umbra Corps moved with remarkable agility, unleashing swift and ruthless assaults that left the Rage Temple guards struggling to withstand their onslaught.

“Everyone, be cautious! These Umbra Corps are formidable adversaries!” Enzo shouted urgently.

Matilda immediately invoked her icy divine arts, ensnaring a cluster of Umbra Corps members in frost. However, it became evident that the Umbra Corps had prepared for this, as they emanated a dark vapor that allowed them to break free from the icy grip in an instant.

“Damn it! They possess a method to counter the icy divine arts!” Matilda exclaimed, astonished.

Kosor brandished his great sword and plunged into the fray, engaging in close combat with the Umbra Corps. Yet, these foes exhibited a remarkable proficiency in hand-to-hand combat, rendering the clash fiercely contested.

Observing the unfolding chaos, Patricia swiftly cast enhancement spells to bolster the strength and speed of Kosor and his companions. Nevertheless, the Umbra Corps appeared equally relentless, their assault speed and might continuously escalating.

“This stalemate is untenable. We must identify their vulnerabilities!” Enzo declared anxiously.

At that moment, a figure resembling a leader emerged from the throng of Umbra Corps, fixing his gaze upon Enzo and the others, a cold smirk curling upon his lips. “Enzo, do you truly believe Rage Temple can impede the advance of Umbra Corps? Today, you shall learn the extent of our power!”

Enzo met his gaze with fierce determination. “Hmph! We shall never allow you Umbra Corps to triumph!”

With that, Enzo summoned elemental energy and unleashed it towards the Umbra Corps leader. However, the leader effortlessly evaded the attack and retaliated with a shadowy strike aimed at Enzo.

Startled, Enzo swiftly sidestepped the incoming attack.

Yet, the shadowy presence clung to him persistently, matching his every movement.

“Curse it, this fellow’s strength is formidable!” Enzo muttered under his breath.

At that moment, Matilda and the others became aware of Enzo’s peril and rushed toward the leader of the Umbra Corps. However, this leader seemed to possess a thousand arms and a thousand eyes, effortlessly countering their assaults.

“This won’t do. We must find a way to neutralize his attacks!” Matilda exclaimed.

Patricia furrowed her brow, “It appears his attacks are imbued with shadow attributes. If we can discover a means to counter shadow magic, we may stand a chance against him.”

Enzo’s eyes brightened at her words. “Indeed, shadow attributes are often vulnerable to light. Let’s strike him with light-based spells!”

With that, Enzo immediately conjured a light spell and directed it towards the leader of the Umbra Corps. As the spell collided with the leader’s shadowy assault, it emitted a crackling sound, swiftly dispelling the dark energy.

The leader of the Umbra Corps paled momentarily, but quickly regained his composure, sneering, “Hmph, do you think this will be enough to vanquish me? You are sorely mistaken!”

He then launched another wave of attacks at Enzo and his companions.

Undeterred, Enzo and the others unleashed their own spells and strikes, engaging the Umbra Corps in fierce combat.

On the battlefield, the brilliance of spells intertwined with shadows, creating a magnificent tableau. Yet, behind this beautiful facade lay the harsh reality of life and death.

Although Enzo and his allies possessed considerable strength, the members of the Umbra Corps were no mere pushovers. The battle raged on, neither side yielding an inch.

Suddenly, a beam of golden light descended from above, landing squarely upon the leader of the Umbra Corps. The radiant glow enveloped him, rendering him immobile.

“What is happening?!” the members of the Umbra Corps exclaimed in alarm.

As Enzo and the others seized the opportunity to strike, they swiftly felled several members of the Umbra Corps.

Once the blinding light dissipated, Tulane’s figure emerged before them, a smile gracing his lips as he addressed Enzo and his companions, “Fortunately, I arrived just in time. Otherwise, you would have found yourselves in quite a predicament.”

A wave of joy washed over Enzo and the others at Tulane’s appearance. “Mr. Tulane! What brings you here?” they exclaimed in unison.

Tulane chuckled lightly, “I happened to be passing through and noticed you all engaged in battle, so I came to lend a hand.”

Enzo expressed his gratitude, “Thank you so much for your assistance. We truly owe you this victory.”

With a dismissive wave, Tulane replied, “No need for thanks. We are all friends here, and helping one another is only natural.”

His gaze then turned cold as it fell upon the Umbra Corps members. “These scoundrels are becoming increasingly brazen. It seems we must teach them a lesson.”

Nods of agreement echoed among Enzo and the others.

Under Tulane’s leadership, they launched a renewed assault, decisively overwhelming the Umbra Corps forces.

As the battle concluded, Enzo and his companions surveyed the battlefield, the ground littered with their defeated foes, and a surge of triumph filled their hearts.

“This victory is truly thanks to you, Mr. Tulane.” Matilda expressed gratefully.

Tulane smiled, “It’s no trouble at all. I merely assisted as the occasion called for it. However, these Umbra Corps members are becoming increasingly formidable. We must remain vigilant.”

Enzo nodded in affirmation, “Indeed, we must all continue to strive to protect our homeland!”

Just then, a flurry of hurried footsteps approached. A frantic subordinate rushed in, “My Lord, dire news! The Sloth Temple has launched a sudden attack against us!”

“What?!” Gasps of shock rippled through the group. “The Sloth Temple? Why have they joined this fray?”

Enzo furrowed his brow, “Let us not panic. We must ascertain the situation.” The group hastened towards the battlefield, where they were met with a tide of Sloth Temple forces, their eyes ablaze with zeal and fervor.

“Aha! Enzo, surrender the Ancestor Meat and Magic Circle, or today shall be your demise!” The leader of the Sloth Temple boasted arrogantly, standing at the front of the line.

Kosor bellowed, “Foolish delusions! If you have the guts, come and take it!” With that, he charged forward, his great sword slicing through the air with a glimmer of cold light aimed directly at the enemy.

Matilda formed hand seals and intoned, “Ice Puncture!” Countless shards of ice hurtled toward the crowd of the Sloth Temple, yet a strange luminescence enveloped them, causing the ice shards to shatter upon impact.

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