The light poured down like a torrential rain on the ground, and the next moment, Neruda's tragedy would be repeated on this plain.

"How can I let you succeed!!"

Liaya's roar pierced through the storm and streaked across the sky.

Even though she knew that touching the light would hurt the Elven King, and that the damage taken by the Elven King would be reflected back to herself, Liaya did not hesitate to reach out and stop the light from falling to the ground. Although not all the people who fight on the ground are the people of their own country, they are also the soldiers who stand here to protect the country, and they can die under the blade of the enemy for the country and their families, but they should not be swept away like garbage.

The Elven King's arms blocked the path of the light, and the wind and light met again.

The light as viscous as liquid was as hard to hold back as rain, but Liaya was able to do so, and the storm swirled up from the Elven King's arms, and the huge suction force swept the earth and sand of the ground into the sky.

The damage to the Elven King was reported back to Liaya's body in a painful way, her arms turned red as if they had been burned, and the sudden sharp pain made her eyes black, and her brain swelled as if she had been poured into something, as if she was about to faint from the unbearable pain, but at the same time, her brain became more and more clear because of the sharp pain.

The pain lasted only a few seconds and then disappeared, not because the condition was getting better, but because the pain was forcibly disconnected by the protective mechanism beyond the threshold that the body could bear. This was a very serious red flag, but at this time Liaya was a little grateful for it, because it was so that she could continue to persevere.

The strong storm prevented the light from falling to a certain extent, but in the end it was still a drop in the bucket, no matter how hard Liaya tried, only the power of the Elf King was unilaterally consumed, and the light did not diminish in the slightest.

Just stopping its actions is already the limit, so let's do it another way.

The more difficult she faced, the clearer her thinking became, and she almost immediately decided to change her countermeasures, no longer blindly resisting, but using the power of hedging to change the trajectory of the light.

The people on the earth could only watch, watch the dissolving light hang overhead, unable to escape, knowing that it was useless to escape, and the only thing they could do was pray for the magicians who fought in the air.

When the Storm Giant disappeared, the light fell, as if witnessing the sun fall, his eyes lost consciousness in the light, and his perception of the outside world was out of order at this moment, and he couldn't even know where he was.

When people regained their sight, they saw a scorched plain, the familiar surface of the earth melted into lava and a scorching stench.

Thanks to Liaya's efforts, the light eventually deviated from its intended trajectory and spilled not far from the battlefield, affecting only a very small area. Not without casualties, not all of them were lucky to survive the disaster, but no one would complain.

Some people cheered, cheering for their own survival, but also cheering for the heroes, even though they were sorry for their dead compatriots, but they still couldn't suppress their joy and gave praise to the heroes, which is the only way for those who can only silently accept protection and survive, and the only way to maintain morale.

Leaya listened to the cheers on the ground, but she didn't look happy at all, and the pain came back to her body making it difficult for her to breathe every time, and her hands took on an eerie red color as if their skin had been peeled off. She turned her head to look for the first team she was fighting with, but she couldn't find anyone, died from magic overload, or was she swept up in the light and vanished?

The fatigue caused by the overdraft of physical strength and magic made her unable to maintain her flight, and after blinking in the blink of an eye, she saw her body falling, and Liaya realized that she was even beginning to have difficulty maintaining consciousness, but she had no choice, she had long since lost enough magic to use magic, let alone the strength to lift her arms, and even the consciousness of concentration was blurred.

"Prepare for the rescue!!"

Alexandra II, who was nervously staring at the sky, screamed, waking up the stunned magicians, who rushed to the rescue and ensured Liaya's safety at the last moment.

At the same time, the Holy See side also sounded the horn of retreat, which was far inferior to the opponent's legions in terms of quantity and quality, and after the angel soldiers made the final attack, there was no need to continue the battle regardless of the result.

George Patton intended to pursue, but he also received a signal to retreat, and continuing the pursuit could not achieve an advantage enough to shake the whole war, but once he encountered other angel soldiers, there would be more tragic casualties, so the red-eyed barbarian king could only lead his cavalry to retreat.

This sudden battle finally ended with an absolutely unsatisfactory result, the Combine lost less than 3,000 people in the battle with the Holy See Army, but lost 20,000 people because of the last magic of the angel soldiers, this is still the result of Liaya's death to stop it, if there is no Liaya, the casualty number is afraid that it will increase several times, and it is not impossible to destroy the whole army.

The morale of the soldiers was not high, but because they knew that the attack of the angel soldiers was not completely impossible to deal with, and it was not too low, they did not know that things were not as simple as they were at all.

Liaya's camp tent, the original meticulous armament has long been gone, and only the anxious-looking military doctor can be seen trotting in and out without caring about the image.

Prince Fat Pig looked at the messy scene from outside the tent and frowned slightly.

"How's it going?"

The barbarian king with a withered tree face tugged at his armor as he strode towards the Fat Pig Prince, who was still in charge of consolidating his army after the battle, so he was a little late.

Prince Fat Pig shook his head.

"The doctor said that her life was fine, but the use of overburdened magic had caused great damage to her body, and the magic and physical strength were extremely overdrawn....... ”

To sum it up.

"It's unknown when I'll wake up. ”

And even if you wake up, you can't expect to be able to become a combat force in a short period of time.

This is a fatal blow to the Combine's side, as only Liaya can resist the Angels' suicide attacks, but the crucial Liaya is unable to fight, which means that they will have to fight the Holy See defenselessly, nothing worse than that.

Realizing the seriousness of the matter, the Barbarian King's face also became ugly.