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The sky was still filled with the sound of thunder.

But it wasn't because of the explosion just now, the sound came from the lightning serpent that was still swimming in the sky.

"Of course, the holy relic 'Thunder', how could it disappear because of a single impact"

Elle heard my doubts and mocked me with the tone of mockery of an ignorant child.

"We can't do that much now, can we?"

Timia patted me on the head vigorously and motioned for me to get up and continue running.

"Isn't your injury already healed!?

"What nonsense are you talking about! Is this how you people in the Dawn Mountains treat a sick person?"

"Shh

This little girl seems to have inherited Ellie's mastery, and her tone is so sharp that she doesn't give people a way to live.

"Oh, ah, don't underestimate me!"

He got up from the ground with all his might, and ran wildly again with the two princesses, trying to distance himself no matter what.

The collision of the elven king is too dangerous for us now.

"The Curse of the Cobalt Cliffs"

At the sound of Mespil's incantation, the earth roared with sorrow.

The sound of being broken was like a giant breaking a stone slab with his hands, clattering from far to near.

A barrier solidified by flames rose from a crack in the ground.

The magic of pale red and pale cyan is combined to give the whole magic an elusive color.

A solid flame as transparent as glass, as high as a mountain cliff, and a texture that is harder than anything natural.

Mespil's high-level defensive magic temporarily isolated Siga's 'Thunder' and 'Storm' at the other end.

Tong!

With another roar that released the storm, Sigar used the high-energy storm around him to speed up in one breath, and slashed through an arc towards Mespil in the sky.

"Drink!"

Sigar's roar was a sign of his determination, the Storm King didn't want to fight anymore, he wanted to split the Elven King of the Dawn Mountains with a single sword.

Boom!

The collision of the two forces unleashed a storm that swept through the air.

Mespil maintained the cliff magic in one hand, and unleashed 'Nezeka' with the other, and the mountain-like impact unleashed by the Earth Spirit Sword resisted Siga's attacks.

"The Curse of Return"

Use the whirlwind to spin your body violently, and cast a continuous attack spell on your opponent like a propeller.

But it was not released by Sigah, and the person who recited the incantation was Mespil.

Hyperactive!

Mespil's blade slammed into Siga's broadsword again and again, and 'Nezaro' unleashed a continuous blast in this situation, forcing the Storm King back in one fell swoop.

"Enough! Mespier! Is it your tactic to hide under the thick shell? Shame on your name!"

Siga's mood had become agitated and irritable, compared to Mespier's silvery eyes, which were still full of calm.

"You're wrong about Siga"

A few tiny sparks flashed from the Elven King's arm, and then they burst into flames, wrapping around Mespil's hand but not drifting into the air.

Two red flames enveloped the Elven King's hand like glass balls.

"No matter what the tactics, there is no difference"

"As long as it can bring me victory"

"Then my name will never be discredited"

Zilala!

More magic began to unleash from Siga's body, and he was about to unleash further magic.

"Then I will fulfill you, let you be defeated in the land of the Satie chieftain, and let the inhabitants of the entire Aurora world laugh at your weakness"

The Storm King's eyes shone with a lightning-blue and white magical light.

However, Mespil was unmoved.

"You can't do it, whether it's in the land of the Satie chieftain or anywhere else"

"You can't beat me"

"Because you've made too many mistakes, and I've got the chance to win"

Meispil's words infuriated Shiga completely, and the Storm Lord began to roar.

"Don't get carried away, stinky boy!"

Siga stretched out his left hand to the air, and in an instant, clumps of magic seeped out from the high sky, condensing into patches of clouds.

Then the clouds began to become thick and manic, and the powerful electrical energy even spread to the ground, and in the great barrier of Corlius, every inch of land was filled with free charges.

This is a precursor to lightning strikes, and it makes for a great thunderstorm environment.

"Telles Maisha"

Siga's voice was so full of energy that even the mere hearing of his voice made my ears tingle with electricity.

The Elven King swung the Earth Spirit Sword in his hand twice, then bent back his wrist and aimed the blade at his left palm.

Boom -

The flames like glass balls that wrapped around Mespil's two hands, as if this magic had extended the form of the Elven King, as if a hole had been opened, and the Elven King inserted 'Nazaro' into his palm.

The shimmering red light reflected on Mespil's face, making his gaze look even more ferocious.

But the light in the depths of his eyes did not change at all, and lingered in Mespier's eyes like two clumps of mercury.

The Elven King is full of confidence.

"Hey, hey, don't make a fuss!"

Ellie suddenly hugged my head with both hands, so that I couldn't see the road ahead.

"Imp, a thunderstorm is coming!"

Hey.

He suddenly stopped his feet and looked into the sky.

Good fellows, the sky was so dark with thick clouds that it was impossible to even tell if it was day or night.

Flashes of lightning flickered in the clouds, as dense as schools of fish in the sea.

"It's a thunderstorm, don't be funny, it's the end of the world, right?"

At least there has never been such a situation in the human world.

The magic contained in the clouds is even more powerful than nuclear weapons, and if this thundercloud fell to the ground, I dare say that any city in the human world would evaporate from the ground.

I wonder why Myspil didn't take it seriously after the Rosta seized the nuclear weapons data.

Although he also explained to me that a nuclear bomb is not something that cannot be defended against.

But I never imagined that the threat to the Dawn Mountains would be as powerful as this mass overhead.

"It's not surprising that you're scared, I'm scared too"

Timia comforted me as if she were comforting her own people.

"The guardian spirit of Siga, Tess Maisha, is a devastating storm in nature caused by the Heavenly Fire after it descended on the Aurora World."

"So what you said is not wrong, this is not a thunderstorm, it is a precursor to the end of the world"

The princess, who was held in my arms, also began to activate her magic.

"Although there is not much magic left, it is still possible to defend against this level of magic"

To this extent?

Although Timia's words were lighthearted, Ellie and I knew in our hearts that this level of magic could not be resisted head-on, just as flesh and blood could not resist thunder and lightning.

It is impossible for any of the inhabitants of the Aurora World to resist this level of magical impact.

"But maybe...... There is a chance"

Although Ellie's face was sweating, the little one believed in his best friend.

"Because the magic of 'Telles' is all wide-area magic without exception, and the center of the magic must be facing my brother, so if we are lucky, the thunder that falls on our heads will not be so powerful......"

If you're lucky?

Peek into Ellie's memories from the soul link, the little one had seen this magic once.

In the previous battle between Mespier and Siga, the Storm Lord had also activated his own Patron Elves, and it was this blow that repelled the Elves of the Dawn Mountains.

Although Prince Mespil did not lose to Siga, the battle was terminated.

Based on this thin memory, he learned that the thunderstorm unleashed by this magic was not even under the control of Sigar himself, and all he could do was point the lightning at the target as much as he could.

Mutter.

I swallowed, if we were unlucky, and the thunder and lightning coming at us happened to be a thicker one, then Princess Timia would probably not be able to defend against the magic.

What's more...... Mespil, you can't resist it!

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