"Mespil, you dare to use this weapon on the land of the Satie chieftain, is there really no shame at all?"

Siga waved his hand, and the thick storm around him began to disperse with a clatter. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

These solidified storms, while providing a strong defense, also made it difficult for Siga to move.

And the Elven King of Sati used words to help him get through this lack of offensive power.

"The strong is king, the elf king does not wield his sword to show off his collectibles, every weapon in my hand exists to bring me victory"

As Mespier was talking to Siga, he was also pouring magic into the weapon in his hand.

"Hmph, the strong is king, you're wrong Mespier, you're nothing"

As the rhythm of Siga's breathing shifted, the frozen wind that had just swirled around him began to spin and converge on his blade.

"The king's sword exists to protect the king's land, and your weapon cannot be victorious in the land of the Satie chieftain, which will bring you destruction"

The sounds of fighting around the battlefield became louder and louder.

Mespil's army was trying to advance in the direction of the Elven King, but the Satie chieftains put up an unusually fierce resistance.

And as more and more Satie chiefs joined the Satie chieftains from all sides of the plain, the 10,000-strong expeditionary force of Mespil would soon be in danger of being surrounded.

This is the greatest advantage of Siga - the land of the Satie chieftain under his feet.

No, maybe that's far from his greatest strength......

Cluck-la-la-la-

The sound of thunder began to penetrate the battlefield and pierce everyone's ears.

"My name is Siga Needlewood, son of Djerthai, king of the Satie chieftains, and all storms are to obey my commands"

The Elven King of Chief Satie raised his broadsword in the air, and the turquoise blade began to glow.

"I am the Storm King"

Whoa, whoa, whoa—

It seemed that all the air had heard Siga's declaration, and was ready to fight like a soldier on the verge of battle.

The clouds in the sky, propelled by a huge magical force, began to move slowly, rotating slightly around the center of the celestial dome.

Both Siga and Maispear are doing their best to unleash their magic.

The magic and spells that have been accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years are all for this moment!

Whoosh, Siga pointed his blade at Mespil, who was floating in the air.

The Elven King of the Dawn Mountains immediately raised his left hand and aimed his index finger at the air.

It seems that Maispear had foreseen what kind of magic Siga would unleash.

"City of Dead Fire"

Whoa, whoa, whoa—

In response to Mespier's incantation, a dazzling fire suddenly ignited in the sky.

As if something that had been hidden there had been burned to its original shape by the fire, the emerald red walls began to emerge and join together, dominating the air.

The earth also felt the heat brought by the magic of Mespil, and the snow on the ground began to hiss.

The spell was consummated, and a huge castle made of crystalline red solidified magic appeared high in the sky.

Mespil's silvery-white light armor seemed to be topped with a layer of molten metal, illuminating with a connected crimson line.

The magic that has been portrayed in advance only needs to be injected with mana to be activated, but the magic that can be activated in this way should only be some weak auxiliary magic.

How the hell did Mespier carve magic of this magnitude into his armor!?

Bang –

The sound of the whirlwind expanding violently, and at the same time that Mespil's magic attracted everyone's attention, Siga seemed to dare not be lonely, and used his magic to produce a bang.

Ooh......

The whirlwind that wrapped around the Elven King of Satie was as swift as an electron moving around the nucleus of an atom.

Under the acceleration of Siga's magic, there was no shadow of the wind at all, and his eyes could only catch the current generated by the violent friction.

"The Curse of a Thousand Diseases"

As soon as Sigar finished speaking, his figure vanished.

Only a roar was heard rushing out of the air near the ground.

When his gaze caught the armor-covered elf again, he had already opened a curved arc and rushed up several thousand meters into the air, bypassing the city of dead fire in Mespil and going straight to the commanding heights of the battlefield.

The elliptical orbit is now in the position furthest away from Mespil, and at the same time the position of the two of them is the most stable position, if there is any magic, it must be now.

"The Curse of Tuilan"

"Curse of the Ninefold Flame"

Maispear and Sigar chanted their incantations at the same time.

From a height of several thousand meters, there was a sudden flash from where Siga was, and he could see that the elf had changed its trajectory in an instant, and began to rush forward at a rapid pace, while a white light slashed down from the sky.

Mespier waved vigorously at the white light.

Soldier!

Boom –

A huge cut was made in the ground.

This...... Could it be some kind of slash?

At a close look, Mespil's body was surrounded by nine triangular emerald red condensations, and it was these solid flames that were first pieced together into a solid slope, blocking the blow that fell from the sky.

"Curse of the Saucer"

With a quick incantation, Mespier formed a pie-shaped barrier of flame behind him.

Phew-

An earth-shattering crash followed.

I couldn't tell what was going on, but I felt like my internal organs were about to be shattered.

Barely opening their eyes, Siga's turquoise broadsword and Mespil's dagger collided together, and the two of them were completely empty around them, and the air was torn apart by the violent concussions.

The air was filled with snowflakes and dust that had been blown off the ground by the shock of the impact, but the gray smoke could not get close to Mespil and Shiga, and a distinct mark could be seen in the air, covering them like an enchantment.

Roar –

The air that had been swept away by the violent impact began to gather around the two of them again.

Cluck, c

Because the air was completely washed away just now, even the sound could not be transmitted, and it was only now that the harsh friction sound came from around the two people.

Where the two blades collided, electric sparks were constantly rubbing, making a loud noise.

Most of the shields formed by the nine solid flames around Mespil had been destroyed, and the flame barrier that had been created with the spell had been completely gone.

That's a blow from Shiga!

Using the power of the super-high-speed storm to allow him to impact his enemies at several times the speed of sound, it is a real shame that Mespil can defend against this level of attack!

Weng –

I don't know which of the two is surging, and the magic fluctuations generated when activating the magic power even make people feel dizzy.

"Curse of Death"

Mespier's eyes shone with a fiery red light, and the usual silvery-white gaze was gone, and now filled his eyes, full of violence and might.

In response to the Elven King's spell, the few solid flames around him instantly began to melt, and then burst into dazzling white light.

The heat emitted by this spell is even comparable to that of the sun!

"The Curse of Unwinding"

Siga pressed his broadsword with one hand, and waved lightly with the other—

Click, click-

As soon as the sky darkened, the ground shook violently, and endless storms swept out of Siga's body, and the storms that were compressed around Siga, spinning at speeds beyond their limits, were released.

The energy generated not only completely drowned out the heat released by Mespil, but even shoveled a deep ravine in the ground.

It was like a giant sweeping the ground with a shovel, leaving a fan-shaped scar on the ground.

"Hey!"

Maispear didn't know what magic he used to survive Siga's attack, so he took the opportunity to use a huge force and with an explosive swing, the sword 'Nezeka' in the Elven King's hand broke through Siga's broadsword.

You can even see the tremendous energy of this holy artifact suppressing Siga like a falling mountain, and falling to the ground with him.

Xiga, on the other hand, used his left hand to resist this infinite force, stabilizing his posture, and at the same time waved his right hand, pulling his turquoise broadsword to stab at the energy in front of him.

"The Curse of Impeachment and Breaking the Rock"

Bang!

He plunged the broadsword into the tremendous energy that was holding him down, less than a second after Mespier's swing, just before Siga was crushed into the ground by the cliff-like energy.

Boom –

The energy generated from the sacred artifact 'Earth Spirit Sword Nezeka' was instantly shattered, and several whirlwinds formed by the manic magic shredded the energy like a giant whip, and then slammed into the surrounding land.

Click-

The magic of Mespil and Siga mingled, leaving several wide cuts on the ground.

Ellie and I swallowed at the same time, and if we had been a little unlucky enough to be injured by this magic just now, the two of us and Princess Timia would have been completely crushed to slag.

Playing against Mespil, he has the complete initiative, and no matter what kind of attacks and defenses the Elven King makes, he always has a way to break Mespil's spell with a powerful blow.

It's too strong!

As the sturdy elf, dressed in heavy armor and wielding a long, turquoise broadsword, declared, he was a veritable Storm King.