The Witcher: Building a Golem Army from Scratch

In the Elemental Plane, the battlefield was reduced to scorched earth. The roar of the Balrog lord clashed with legendary sorcery, shattering mountains and boiling rivers. The wizards' defenses were on the verge of collapse under the crushing force of pure violence. "Where is the reinforcement?... Our mana is exhausted!" a wizard roared, his voice drowned out by the deafening explosions. Boom—Boom—Boom—!!! A series of sonic booms tore through the sky, and a hundred-meter-tall steel shadow, like a meteor, crashed straight into the battlefield! A terrifying shockwave mixed with lava surged into the sky, sweeping away the smoke and the aftershocks of magic. The wizard gaped, staring at the terrifying steel behemoth before him, speechless with shock. But then, a red light flashed on the behemoth's head, emitting a deafening synthesized voice: [Scouts in position] [Coordinates confirmed] [Requesting command: Legion deployment] Plane...