"Lord Artevans, please allow me to leave for a while." Seeing the flames once again permeate the battlefield, Theora smiled and stood up and walked out of the woods.

"I'm waiting for your good news." Artevans didn't ask Sheola what he was going to do, or he didn't need to ask at all, because Artevans knew full well that Iver was defeated.

It wasn't that Artevans saw the effects of each of Syrs's four "Clock of Light" moves, but that he could feel that Ive's energy in the distance had weakened to the point that he couldn't even perceive it.

Artevan's perception of energy can already be accurate enough to judge the vitality of the organism from which the energy originates, and if the energy breath is stronger, the stronger the vitality of the source.

Judging by Iverna's weakened energy aura, he must have been defeated. And once Iver fails, it means that the second wave of the attack is declared a failure, and it is also time for Siola to play.

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At this time, the open space that served as a battlefield.

Iver was already on his knees, covered in scars from the flames and mutilated body parts from the light that had disintegrated part of his body. Iver only takes fire damage when he is attacked by flames that are several times stronger than his own, and at this point the burn marks on his body are real. However, the traces left behind by the disintegration of the light are the work of Syrs.

Sils, who was standing opposite, looked no better, she gasped for breath, and even a little scared when she recalled the scene that had just happened. The magic circle behind him has been shattered, and he has consumed a lot of mana.

"Seniors, I can't continue to support the battle, and the rest will be exhausted......," Syrs said intermittently as she took out the teleportation device pinned to her waist with a trembling hand.

Syrs was almost teetering on the brink of death just now, and she caught the moment when Eve's move was released, and used the three moves of the "Clock of Light" in one go.

"Half-Time Reversal Light", which can only be used twice a day, converts all damage taken by Syrs in one second into the same amount of light power and applies it to the source of the damage. The strength of the light is determined by the damage received by Sils herself, which means that the stronger Sils's own feelings, the stronger the transformed light power will be.

"Hourly Radiance Return" is a move that can only be used once a day to add a ray of light to the self, and when it takes the first attack, it will immediately heal the damage caused by the attack. If this attack is enough to kill you, you will resurrect yourself the moment you are dying, but not yet.

Syrs relied on these two moves, coupled with the "Three Moments of Illusion Light" used in front of Eve, to forcibly take over Ive's flame explosion, and while using the "Hourly Light Return" to avoid death, she used the "Half-Time Reversal Light" to cause great damage to Ive.

At the same time, the barrier of light summoned by the "Three Moments of Phantom Light" mirrored Ive's appearance, and made him promise him double the damage of this blow.

Such a powerful attack was stacked on Eve's body at the same time, even Ive, who was very physically strong, could not take damage of this intensity.

However, Ive's amazing physical fitness did not cause him to die because of Sils's ability, but only lost his ability to fight.

But Syrs can't continue to fight, most of her magic power has been consumed, and she will definitely not be able to meet the next attack of the demons, so she can only use the sound transmission weapon to call her predecessors, the "five elders" of the previous generation.

And just as Syrs was about to turn away, a chill came from behind her and forced Sirse to turn around immediately. Sheola had arrived in the clearing, smiling at Syles.

Sirse subconsciously took a step back, she had never felt such a cold breath, she was sure that the chill did not come from the weather, but from Sheola's body. However, Syrs had already called Lora and them, and the four elders of the previous generation would soon be here, which relieved Syrs's worries.

"It's useless to expect your companions, there's no way they're here." Siola seemed to see through Syrs's mind and said with a smile.

"What?" Syrs turned her head in disbelief, only to see a wall of ice that broke through the sky erected behind her, and from the other side of the ice wall came the shouts of Lora and the others and the sound of attacking the ice wall.

But no matter what kind of attack it faced, the ice wall didn't move.

(It seems that my battle is not over yet...... ）

Syles turned her head and stared at Sheola intensely, her face extremely nervous. Defeating Iver just now had already consumed a lot of mana, and in the face of Xiola, Syrs was completely unsure.

Sheola was not in a hurry, she took out a magic weapon from her pocket and put it on Ive, who disappeared in an instant. Then, Siola walked to a stop three meters away from Silse.

"Your battle is over, I just wanted to talk to you." Sheola appeared unhostile, much to Syles's surprise.

"Talk...... A few words?' Syrs couldn't believe her ears, but Theola's voice seemed to be full of magic, and she couldn't help but relax and sit down very naturally.

Siola also summons an ice chair and catches Syrs. Then, he condensed an ice chair for himself and sat face to face with Silse.

"While Lord Artevans did give the Wizard Church ten days to prepare, to be honest, I don't understand why you're trying your best to resist." Sheola spoke slowly.

"Our homeland cannot just be taken over by aliens. It's not just a matter for the Church, it's a matter for the whole of the Sepionian race.'" Siorse didn't know why, so she chatted with Sheola.

"Indeed, this is understandable, after all, no race would want to be a puppet of a foreign race, enslaved by a foreign race. But the so-called resistance can only be achieved on the basis that the difference in strength between the two sides is not too large. Obviously, even if you have the support of thousands of humans from the east, who can be regarded as the strongest, there is still a huge gap in strength."

"It is undeniable that humanity does possess great potential, which is one of the reasons why Lord Artevans has taken a fancy to the Plains of Sepion. However, having a lot of potential is not the same as having a lot of strength. You don't have any capital to fight us right now, and our first two waves of attacks are just a test of your general strength."

"Without the help of that Divine Heir, you have seen your companion die just now, and you can only rely on your very special ability to barely defeat General Ive. But General Iver is not our most powerful fighting force. Do you think you still need to fight a battle that you will lose despite all your might?" Siola said, revealing a subtle expression.

Sheola undoubtedly wanted Syrs to abandon resistance on behalf of the human camp, in order to achieve the goal that Artevans wanted to control the Church of Mages at the lowest cost. However, Sheola never mentioned that she would give up killing.

"As long as there is a glimmer of hope, we will not give up, and we have many trustworthy companions." Siorse doesn't eat Sheola's set. No matter what Sheola says, there is a belief in Syles's heart, and that is trust in humanity and a vision of the future.

"What is the most important thing in your mind?" In the face of Syorse's rebuttal, Sheola immediately changed the subject, "Please tell me......

As she spoke, a red light flashed in Sheola's eyes. Although the enchanting effect of the MONOCULUS may not be obvious against the Grand Mage Syrs, it is enough for Sirth to tell the truth on this issue.

"All the members of the Church of the Magiers, the seniors I longed for, and all of them who helped us." As Sheola had expected, Siels paused for a moment before answering Sheola's question.

"You know what?" As soon as Syrs answered Theola's question, Theora spoke, "This is the so-called belief in your heart, and these important people you are talking about underpins your expectations for the future of humanity. The power of faith is amazing.'"

"What do you want to say?" Syrs had no idea what Sheora meant, and it seemed to her that what Sheora was saying was inexplicable.

"Lord Aktri once said that people's beliefs, and even their wills, can change dramatically in the face of despair." Sheola was not in a hurry, and continued slowly, "And what is your faith?"

"Enough!" Syrs, tired of Sheola's rhetoric, stands up and attacks Sheola. But when she tried to get up from the ice chair, she found that she couldn't move at all.

"From the moment you sit on this ice chair, you can't escape." Theora stood up and walked over to Syles, caressing Silse's cheek, "Please tell me your faith."

Siola's cold hand made Sials shiver, and the chill that Sheola emanated made Sirse feel terrified from the bottom of her heart. The demon race in front of him is not something he can defeat at all.

"My faith, that is, the faith of the Church, we ...... Believe in the ...... that created the world Creation God.'" An emotion called fear caused Syrse to eventually obey Sheola and answer Sheola's question.

"Creation God...... Hearing this name, Xiora smiled meaningfully.

From this expression, Sheola obviously knew what the creation god Sils was talking about, but Sheora didn't intend to tell Silas.

"In that case, let's start with your faith." Sheola spun the ice chair where Syrs was sitting in a half-circle, facing the direction of the human camp. And because Syrs couldn't get up from the ice chair, she could only be at the mercy of Sheola, she didn't know what Sheora wanted to do, but she had a sense of foreboding in her heart.

"I've always thought what Mistress Aktri said was true." As she spoke, she snapped her fingers, and the ice wall collapsed, revealing the four people behind the ice wall: Rala, Mana, Munch, and Imor.

"What did you do to Syles!?" The four of them immediately saw Siorse sitting on the ice chair, and Xiora standing behind Siora. Rala, who was the fastest, rushed in front of Xiora at once, and unleashed a powerful storm.

"If the people you value support your faith, then watch well, Miss Syles." Sheola said, blinking, but the moment she closed her eyes and opened them, her eyes became hollow and terrifying.

In the end, Rala's storm did not fall on Theola, but dispersed. Luo La, on the other hand, froze in place. In an instant, Xiora turned on the "Ice Wheel Eye" and turned Luola, who was looking directly at her, into an ice sculpture.

Lora died in front of her, and Silce's heart felt like a heavy blow, "No...... No!!'

(End of chapter)