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"But only if Mespil can survive until the end of the battle!"

For both Siga and Maispil, this time the opponent was more powerful than ever. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Even the two Elven Kings didn't have enough experience to judge what might happen next.

Although Mespier has a slight advantage in the situation, the scars on the Elven King's body are gradually increasing.

The injury will affect the control of the body, and Meispil's tactics require a high level of precision in their movements.

"No problem, no problem!"

Ellie's eyes never left Mespil's.

The little guy was clasping my shoulders tightly with both hands, and her mood was already extremely nervous.

"My brother still hasn't come up with a killer idea, so it's definitely no problem"

I don't know if the little one is trying to comfort me, or if she's comforting herself.

Mespier's rhythm of magic warfare is already at its limit, and there is no more powerful tactic.

Oh......

A little peek at Ellie's thoughts from the soul link, I also understood why the little guy believed in Mespil so much.

Indeed, Meispil has a big chance of winning.

The air was filled with the smell of electricity and fire ashes, which made Siga very uncomfortable.

However, what made the Storm King even more unhappy was the fire magic that struck him in the abdomen.

Siga knew that he had to use all the resources at his disposal to take the lead, otherwise the situation would gradually turn in his favor for Mespier.

"Glory"

Under the spell of the Satie chieftain, the sky began to glow with a turquoise glow.

Just as when Corlius attacked us in the human world, a huge magic circle began to emerge from the clouds.

Whoosh –

The holy relics 'Thunder' and 'Storm' began to concentrate in the direction of Siga, and the king of the Satie chieftains had fully understood that the power of these two relics could not keep up with the speed of Mespil.

Rather than letting them go out to attack, it is better to put these two holy objects into a defensive stance, and at the same time give yourself enough time to use the great magic in the air to create an advantageous situation.

Mespil began to try to get close to Siga, slowly ascending with the Levitation Charm, searching for the best vantage point and activating his magic.

It was because the Elven King was covered with his magic power in the sky that he was able to accelerate the battle to such an outrageous point while maintaining a strong defensive capability.

This was one of Maispil's most important tactics, but now it was reaching its limits - most of Meispil's magic was lost.

Without a guardian elf, this elf with long fiery red hair and silver-white eyes did not have the same amount of magic as Ellie, which was Meispil's only weakness.

"Grenade Fall"

Hey——?

Maispear reached out to Sigar and unexpectedly cast Ellie's spell.

What does that mean?

The Elf King, who was already strapped for magic, used Ellie's great magic.

You must know that this magic contains enough magic for Maispear to launch several rounds of attacks.

Moreover, this kind of magic with a wide area of influence is not really much of a threat to a small target like Siga, except for the powerful explosion that is very powerful.

With the concentration of their strength, a warrior as powerful as Siga could defend against this magic even at a fraction of the cost.

Click!

The Storm King's relic, Thunder, sprang away from Siga's side and accelerated in a spiraling track, a bolt of lightning in the shape of a python that rushed towards the magic that fell from the sky.

Rumble!

The large fireball that Mespil's magic condensed was split by lightning, and the red light emitted by the flames that burst out even drowned out the great turquoise magic array 'Glory'.

I see!

He just wanted this moment.

At this moment when Mespil's magic completely disrupted the 'glory', Siga had no protection and had to face the Elven King with his own strength.

The Elven King manipulated the Levitation Charm and began to approach Siga at great speed, while pulling out the holy object 'Nazero' that was lodged in his left arm.

The dagger that twisted like a few long strips of stone began to draw on Mespil's magic, ready to unleash a cliff-falling impact.

"Wind Rust"

Sigar swung his longsword at Mespier, and the bronze-glowing broadsword instantly turned into countless fragments, swooping down from the sky like a swarm of locusts.

Slow, but without a blind spot attack, the Storm King knew that Meispil was also unable to perform teleportation magic, and he had to dodge it.

Siga wants to use this magic to delay time, and as long as the 'glory' is restored, he can get a steady stream of energy from this great magic.

Bang!

What the!?

The sound of shattering erupted at the same time as the golden light that spread throughout the barrier.

The Storm King turned back and looked at the enemy behind him in amazement.

Dressed in bright white, fitted like a uniform, with no armor at all, sacrificing defense to gain full mobility.

Her long white hair was flashing in the storm of Siga, and a pair of bright golden pupils locked onto Siga.

Linda's assault.

"Lightcrack Spell"

The girl's fist pressed against the Storm King's waist, and the golden magic broke through Siga's armor and scattered with countless golden rays of light.

When!?

Even we don't know when Linda was lurking there.

Because her body is intact and there is no turbulence of magical power, she must not have teleported out to raid.

Hide his magic and figure, and launch a sneak attack when Xiga's spiritual power is no longer sharp.

In the past, it must have been a tactic that Meispil despised it, but judging from the current situation, this must have been tacitly approved by the Elven King, so Meispil attracted Xiga's attention from the front.

"Drink—"

The Storm King clenched his fist and wanted to break this thin girl to pieces, and he did have that strength.

The electricity condensed on Siga's arm was even crackling.

"Fire Chain Spell"

Bake!

A flame erupted from Linda's side, condensing into the form of Mespier.

"What!?"

Siga could not have guessed that someone would be able to lurk near him and unleash a teleportation spell to bring Messpear closer.

"Whoa—"

With a sharp roar, the giant eagle formed by the holy relic 'Storm' swooped down from overhead, stretched out its claws, and was about to hit the Elven King.

At the same time, Siga's fist was about to hit Linda.

"The Curse of Repression"

"Flame Spell"

Ga –

A mass of ice cube-like covered Siga's arm, and the energy that filled it locked in time, so that no matter how much strength Siga had, he could no longer wield it.

At the same time, from Mespil's other hand, the flames erupted violently under the acceleration of the incantation, and the rolling waves of fire pulled into a straight line, hitting the holy relic 'Storm' headlong, blocking the Giant Eagle's assault.

The elven king's last two spells bought Linda a few seconds.

Now Siga is like a fish on a chopping board, having lost all its advantages.

"The Curse of a Thousand Diseases"

But the Storm King didn't give up, and he began to unleash the quickest spell in his hand, hoping that it would pull away the distance - even if it would rip off his arm.

"Farewell, Siga"

Mespier's tone was calm to the point of disbelief, as if he had foreseen this moment.

Linda's fingers sparkled, and the red ring shimmered with a glittering flame.

From the girl's fist, a blazing flame erupted.

The holy artifact 'Maispear Flame Sword', the power of the Skyfire was unleashed by Linda.

In an instant, the sky was overshadowed, and the space around them began to shake, and the barrier of Corlius could not soothe the power of the Heavenly Fire.

Before a whirlwind of flames swept across the sky, the false barrier would be completely destroyed.

"Mespil ——!"

The Storm King's final roar vanished into the clouds.

The crimson waves of fire formed by the violent heavenly fire flooded the sky, and then coalesced to form a whirlwind of flames, pulling Siga together and falling to the ground at the speed of light.

The impact caused the whole earth to collapse like a floppy trampoline.

With each twist of the whirlwind formed by the raging heavenly fire, the envelope that enveloped us shook more and more, eventually scattering like withered flowers.

The shouts of killing came from all around me again, and the icy cold wind made me shiver.

In the middle of the whirlwind of heavenly fire, Linda held the crystal clear 'Flame Sword' in her hand, and the blade pierced through Siga's body, pinning the Storm King firmly to the ground.

Losing Siga's magical power, the three sacred relics of 'Wind Rust', 'Thunder', and 'Storm' instantly reverted back to their original forms and slowly fell from the sky.

Floating in the air, Maispear looked at his old enemy who had fallen to the ground, and his face was calm.

There was no need for cheers, when the storm faded from the battlefield, the victory of Meispil was already declared.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]