Around Ibro, and in a radius of ten kilometers, a dark fog appeared to cover everything. All the enemies who attracted that fog began to have a strange innate fear, fear of Ibro and his armies.

On the other hand, any soldier or skeleton who got in touch with that fog became more brave, as morale began to shift with obvious growing disparity between the two fighting sides. Suddenly, screams of fear began to echo along the battlefield.

The skeletons summoned from the graveyards were the most who benefited from this curse, as their situation was critical before, but now they began to crush all the enemies around them. even those intimidating Roraks began to show signs of fear as well.

Ibro didn't let this hard to acquire chance slip by so easily, as he muttered:

'Begin to summon Golams, lots of Golams.'

'..'

The system started to execute his wish. This time, Ibro's summon curse worked full power after the support of the game, so each passing minute, over one hundred thousand Golams were added successfully to the frontlines.

These Golams were the equal match for Roraks, coupled with the dark fog curse, the balance of this battle shifted again towards Ibro and his army.

Ibro's soldiers and skeletons began to gain momentum, and this time Ibro made sure nothing else happened to interrupt this momentum again, so he continued to summon his defensive Golams until their numbers exceeded ten million he started to adjust his strategy as he ordered:

'Start using the dragon summon curse.'

'..'

Ibro wasn't worried now on the ground battle, as his plan was scoring more than perfect results, instead he shifted his gaze to the sky. He had an obvious lack of manpower there, so he needed to rapidly fix that now so he wouldn't be taken on a surprise later on.

The system started to summon huge build frost bone dragons in great numbers. The dragons began to cover the sky gradually, but Ibro wasn't content with them doing nothing beside him, so he ordered:

"Go down and attack enemy backlines, disturb their chain of command and try to make as much chaos as you can."

The dragons roared as they began to move in different directions. Although he had good numbers now, he didn't change his current strategy. He knew best his enemy's line of thoughts, so he needed to fix any possible point of weakness before his enemy could use it against him.

He was in a race against time here, as his armies were moving truimphily from spot to another, gaining more ground every passing hour, and getting him closer to the first cave.

After the passage of three hours, Ibro's armies got stuck again, but this time the issue was the sudden influx of monsters and demons coming from across the two river branches.

'You shifted your armies to come from far not near, so you can collect more of them to stop me, nice idea but let's see how you will deal with this.'

Ibro wasn't nervous, as he calmly took out ten black runes from his storage ring. He didn't intend to use them before, but now he was so close to get his hand over that cave and move the fight down there, and he wouldn't waste this chance now and lose his momentum. So, losing some runes wasn't a big issue to him.

'As usual, I will throw them then you have to timely detonate them.'

'..'

Ibro didn't stop using his striked even for one moment, even when his system was summoning Golams and dragons. So, he already had two huge hands with two huge swords in his grip.

Ibro then threw his ten runes high in the air then used his two swords as huge clubs to send them away in different directions, however he targeted the two areas where these reinforcements were coming in great numbers from.

The system didn't wait long to detonate the first, second, third, and up to the tens rune causing sudden shock in the whole world.

The weird fearful silence prevailed on this world for the time ever, and every living thing in this area stopped what they were doing and looked towards the ten spots of these ten runes.

Ibro didn't stop, though, as he ordered with loud shout:

"Don't stop pushing forward, no matter what happens next don't stop."

Although it was a risk, Ibro decided to take it. losses were inevitable now, however the time he would win and the foothold he would gain were more valuable to him than any loss.

What came next was the sudden blare that blinded everyone, except for him as he was using his divine sense to see now.

'Can you link to my army commanders and guide them using my divine sense?' Ibro asked his system suddenly.

'I can, but the range of your divine sense is only a couple of tens of kilometers now, so you won't be able to cover the whole battlefield,' the system replied.

Ibro knew if he wanted to cover the current battlefield with his divine sense, then he could cover most of it.

However, his system intention was referring to the near future battlefield, where his armies would prevail over all the enemies and push them beyond the two river branches. Ibro didn't mind that, though, as any help was appreciated right now.

'Start relaying orders, push the frontline as forward as possible,' Ibro said while he returned to use his sword whirlpool strike again. He began to move forward steadily, taking advantage of his enemies' temporary chaos and paralysis to strike them where it hurt.