At this mont, the area in front of the treasury had completely turned into a battlefield.
The rest of Norwich had crumbled in disarray, but only here had they organized a resistance, blocking the invasion of the Mors.
Reiger was locked in fierce combat with a large Mors, constantly maneuvering mid-air to dodge incoming dark magic cannons while looking for openings to swing his sword, unleashing waves of flas; the other, grounded, transford into a pinnacle turret, gathering the power of the Curse to fire its cannons, bombarding the dodging enemy.
On the other side, Altoria and the others had also entered a state of combat with the surging horde of Mors.
The swarm of Mors collectively fired magic bullets, creating a dense barrage in an attempt to break through the resistance, yet it was blocked by Matthew’s shield.
Matthew no longer led the charge; he beca the wall, holding up his shield and erecting a transparent magic power barrier, intercepting the nurous incoming bombardnts and protecting everyone.
After enchanting everyone, Altoria too transford into a turret, holding high the staff of choice, no longer unleashing magic bombs to overturn the enemy as before, but converging magic power on the crystal at the top of the staff, allowing the crystal to burst with starlight and releasing a dazzling magic power beam to strike at the Mors.
Da Vinci still primarily used flying missiles as her main attack. It seed like she hid countless missiles behind her as they rose from her backpack, then traced arcs through the air to strike one Mors after another, blasting them away.
Tristan joined in as well, deliberately or not, or perhaps unconsciously stepping in front of Altoria as if to protect her, continuously playing the harp to send transparent slashes flying everywhere, severing the bodies of the Mors.
Like this, everyone worked together to put up a defensive battle, with Matthew at the front while the others attacked from a distance behind him, and they managed to completely hold back the Mors’ assault for the ti being.
As for Alberon, he took over Tristan’s position, sitting in the driver’s seat of the carriage, his gaze shifting restlessly as if searching for a route to retreat.
Clearly, Alberon didn’t want to fight a defensive battle, nor did he intend to protect the treasury.
However, the number of attacking Mors was simply too vast, occupying the streets in front of the treasury, rendering escape impossible.
"Tsk, have we been surrounded already?"
Alberon clicked his tongue secretly.
"Boom!"
At that mont, a cannon shot from the large Mors grazed the evading Reiger and hit the treasury.
It must be said, the treasury truly deserved its reputation as the safest building in the Fairy Country of Britain. It was hit by a large Mors’ cannon shot and rely shook slightly without being breached.
"Round Dance Flash!"
Taking advantage of the situation, Reiger stepped onto the void, ignited flas beneath his feet, and transford into a trail of firelight, vanishing in the blink of an eye as he swooped toward the large Mors.
"Pfft!"
Accompanied by a rending sound, the large Mors was cleaved by the fla-wrapped dark blade, resulting in a large gash.
Instead of blood, dark smoke poured out from the wound, creating an eerily strange sight.
"■■■■■■■■■■■■——!"
The large Mors let out a howl, the only two eyes on its body shining with a dark glow as it fixed its gaze on Reiger, unleashing a dense barrage of magic bullets.
The magic bullets sprang from various spots all over its body, covering all directions, enveloping surrounding Mors and fairies alike.
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang——!"
A series of explosions quickly resounded, creating dark flas around the large Mors.
In the midst of the flas, all things were being destroyed; whether the ground or the buildings, even the Mors gathered around the large one could not escape—they were blasted away without exception.
"Everyone! Do not leave behind my back!"
Matthew shouted as he held up his shield; his magic power barrier also withstood the assault of the magic bullets, triggering explosions wave after wave.
Altoria and the others, looking almost to the flattened battlefield ahead, couldn’t help but swallow nervously.
"Tch!"
Reiger’s eyes shimred with a clear luster, discerning the trajectories of all the magic bullets and, relying on the reflexes granted by "Rapid Assault," he dodged left and right, fervently avoiding the incoming magic bullets.
"Is it really such a struggle with just one large Mors?"
That large Mors was probably even more troubleso than the giant guardians within the ancient ruins inside the underworld beast Yarakulon.
The difference was that the giant guardians were so troubleso because their "strength" and "endurance" exceeded their own level significantly. The large Mors was different: its abilities were unremarkable on all fronts, but its vitality was incredibly tenacious, making it extrely hard to defeat. It was the embodint of Curse power, essentially deadly to the touch; in addition, it could condense the power of Curse to attack the enemy from afar—without abilities to counteract Curse power, nearly everyone would be helpless against it.
Regrettably, Reiger was clearly an exception.
With the skill [Pioneer of Helios], he was undoubtedly the natural enemy of any being with evil nature.
Otherwise, even he would have had a high difficulty in causing significant damage to a cursed creature like Mors.
And yet, even so, Reiger still couldn’t resolve the large Mors swiftly within a short span of ti.
"Cursed creature, huh?"
While dodging and maneuvering, Reiger narrowed his eyes and ca up with an idea.
"[Maximum Enhance·Radiant Light]!"
Reiger invoked the holy attribute magic.
"Boom!"
In an instant, a brilliant light burst forth beneath the massive Moors like a pillar of light soaring into the sky.
"■■■■■■■■■■■■——!"
Enveloped by the column of light, the massive Moors seed as if thrown into a furnace, purified by the brilliance, with the Curse’s power smoking out from its entire body, and the sounds it made were more agonizing than ever before.
"It’s effective!"
Seeing this, Reiger’s eyes lit up.
In dealing with the Moors, beings even more negative than the undead, attacks with holy attributes proved to be significantly more effective than ordinary ones.
So, without hesitation, Reiger pressed forward, rushing into the midst of the Moors.
"[Maximum Enhance·Sunshine Burst]!"
A sun-like radiance suddenly burst forth from Reiger’s body.
This was a seventh-ranked area-of-effect attack magic.
Although not particularly high in rank, it was highly damaging to evil creatures and the undead. The more the nature of the enemies leaned towards the evil alignnt and the lower their justice value, the greater the damage they sustained, while it wouldn’t cause much harm to those outside the evil alignnt.
Facing Moors, whose very existence was akin to a Curse, this magic could undoubtedly unleash unimaginable might.
Therefore, when a sun-like radiance erupted from Reiger, a white light accompanied by scorching heat exploded within, forming a hemisphere that swept over the surroundings.
Under this burst of white light, the smaller Moors had almost no strength to resist and were directly purified, turning into ashes.
The massive Moors, wrapped in the brilliant column of light, was also engulfed by the white light, as if thrown into a sun, its body gradually disintegrated.
Facing the threat of death, the massive Moors attempted to collapse its huge body onto Reiger, seemingly trying to crush him.
"Round Dance Flash!"
A fierce glint in Reiger’s eyes, he drew a circle right where he stood, his black blade slashing out, allowing the sun-outline’s fiery circle to burst forth, slamming into the dying massive Moors.
"Boom!"
The true circle of flas struck the massive Moors, causing it to fall backward as if hit by a suddenly appearing and expanding ring of fire.
Only then did the brilliant light and the bursting sunshine purify the massive Moors, reducing this troubleso beast to dust and ashes, ceasing to exist.
"Good!"
Alberon was the first to shout upon seeing this scene.
"We’ve taken down the massive Moors!"
Matthew also shouted loudly.
"Not only the massive Moors but also the smaller ones have been cleared."
Da Vinci, seeing the Moors wiped clean by the bursting sunshine all at once, couldn’t help but reveal a surprised and delighted expression.
"Everyone," Tristan seized the mont to say, "We must take this opportunity to get out. We can’t stay here any longer."
Tristan’s words woke everyone present.
Since the Gold Vault City was situated in the crucial core area of Norwich, surrounded by streets on all sides, if a large number of Moors burst out from each street, all escape routes would be blocked, and they would inevitably beco surrounded.
Now, thanks to Reiger, the Moors from one street had been cleared.
If they didn’t seize the opportunity to leave now, once the Moors surged again from that street, they would have no way out.
"But..."
Altoria looked hesitantly at her fellow Elves still fighting fiercely around and the Gold Vault City behind them.
"Hurry up and get on, Altoria!"
Alberon imdiately rode up in the carriage, calling out to Altoria.
"Spurgen isn’t worth our protection; just let them fend for themselves here!"
At these words, not only Altoria but even Matthew’s face showed a struggle.
That is what they said, but it was clear the two girls were not the type to abandon others in need.
"Let’s go," Da Vinci said, more composedly, "We can’t stay here and fight; otherwise, we’ll be overwheld by the countless Moors."
"We can only think of a way to repel the ’disaster’ once we withdraw from here."
"As for the Gold Vault City, since it boasts even Elf Knights can’t breach it, let’s trust it for now and believe it can keep these Moors at bay."
Da Vinci’s persuasion finally moved the two girls.
"Go ahead."
Reiger’s voice also tily arrived.
"I’ll clear the path."
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