"Everyone, engage!" Fingerley had just withdrawn his weapon enchanted with the effect of the Dark Moon Light Sword, and shouted loudly.
Actually, he didn't need to specifically say anything here; the soldiers defending the city already knew what they had to do.
So remained controlling the cannons and crossbows to thwart the Demon Clan's attempts to ascend, while the rest were already in close combat with the Demon Clan, turning the city walls into a sea of battle cries.
Even in a magical fantasy world, as long as there isn't a giant dragon or a forbidden curse capable of breaking the city with one strike, the thods of siege and city defense are nothing more than a tug-of-war.
The Wilderness Bishop and the Golden Bishop wielded their sparse magic power to help build a defense net, the forr summoning various bizarre creatures to intercept the monsters, and the latter scattering liquid gold that could freely change shape to alter the trajectory of projectiles, using his micro-control ability to knock the Demon Clan out of the sky.
On the other side, Hevi and Fingerley, with their soldiers, were already rounding up the Demon Clan that ca rushing up, but progress was a bit unsmooth.
"No, I can't even kill them!"
A soldier besieging the Demon Clan cried out in desperation.
Even with companions by his side, facing a Demon Clan mber who stood nearly three ters tall and resembled an evil spirit with various biological features, fear still instinctively arose in his heart.
Especially when his weapon, after much effort, finally shattered the Demon Clan's black shell, only for the weapon to sink into the enemy's soft body without inflicting any apparent harm. Looking up, he even saw the Demon Clan grinning grotesquely at him.
In such a situation, the rebel soldiers refraining from turning and fleeing was already a testant to their training.
"Gah!"
The Demon Clan swung its arm that resembled an elephant's leg, and its terrifying force instantly sent a group of soldiers flying, clearing the area in front of it.
If it weren't for the two bishops helping, the Demons could easily collapse the city walls with their imnse strength alone.
"Damn it, take this Lightning Arrow!"
A magician shot a purple lightning bolt at a monster, and the latter's body automatically grew a black shell to counter it. The lightning spread in all directions upon hitting the shell, failing to leave any mark on the opponent.
"It really had no effect..." Just as the magician was dumbfounded, a tentacle with a human face at its end shot out from the Demon Clan's chest, biting at him!
"Boom!"
A sliver of moonlight flashed by, instantly slapping the tentacle aside, and the magician belatedly sat down on the ground, his face in a stupor.
"How can you lose focus at a ti like this? If you can't react, go to the rear!"
Fingerley shouted back at him, initially wanting to ask whose soldier had such poor psychological endurance, but upon seeing the opponent's attire suggesting he was a local adventurer, he said nothing more and simply kicked him off the wall.
At this mont, the Demon Clan charged up again, flanking in two directions.
Fingerley turned to resist but couldn't find a way to hurt them.
His attacks could shatter the black shell, but then his weapon would sink into their soft, liquid body.
Attacks enchanted with magic even backfired upon hitting the shell, which had powerful anti-magic properties.
"How did these Demons even evolve..."
Fingerley could only swat them off the city wall like balls, but this wasn't a sustainable thod.
Looking around, no one still had a way to effectively kill this group of Demons. Even if the Magic Sky Curtain recovered now, it wouldn't help; magic couldn't just be thrown at the city walls, could it?
By the way, didn't the magic enhanced by the Magic Sky Curtain also eliminate so Demons?
How was that done?
Could it be that the shells had limited resistance to single-use magic? But then it's even harder for individuals to generate magic comparable to the Magic Sky Curtain's power, making it even more challenging.
The bad news ca right at that mont.
"Boom!" Suddenly, the city wall was breached by the Demon Clan, and this gap quickly led to the wall's collapse!
As the subsequent Demon Clan reinforcents arrived, numbering in the thousands, they surged forward like dump trucks, unstoppable, smashing through the city walls!
Is it ti to organize a retreat?
Just then, Luluwo's voice suddenly rang out.
"Let them co through; I will deal with them."
This statent made Fingerley think she had beco so peerless master like a Sword Saint, but out of trust in her, he imdiately organized the soldiers to lure the Demon Clan through the breach, where Luluwo stood in a small plaza directly facing the gap.
Aside from her, the small plaza was empty, as the support personnel who should have been there were all asked to leave by her.
She held a scroll in her hand, facing the oncoming Demons with a steady deanor.
The nearby support staff stretched their necks, eager to see what she would do, wondering if the scroll in her hand was so form of super-rank magic?
"I'm just going to give it a try; no guarantee it will work..."
Luluwo muttered to herself, twitching the corner of her mouth, feeling very uneasy at the mont.
The main reason was that she had never used this scroll since obtaining it.
The scroll's na was impressive, making it clear it was sothing valuable—
[Scroll: Latan's Summoning Star]
[A technique that uses Gravity Wave to draw enemies near, followed by delivering a devastating attack with a weapon, the ace move of Shattered Star General Latan]
[Admiring magicians immortalized Latan's stance in scroll form, activating it by infusing magic power]
This was sothing obtained after battling Latan, and she had kept it, unused, allegedly the only one ever obtained.
For Luluwo, this was truly a bottom-of-the-box treasure.
The black mass of Demons instantly broke through the wall, almost drowning out Luluwo, as onlookers gasped in shock.
At that mont, a purple lightning bolt descended from the sky, striking where Luluwo stood, blasting the surrounding Demons away.
In the next mont, those who had been gasping could not close their agape mouths.
In the crowd, Tami and Berto's eyelids twitched as they recalled unpleasant mories, instinctively saying:
"Can you really summon Latan?"
A Latan constructed from purple gravity lightning stood towering on the ground!
Anyone who participated in the Battle Festival against Latan would surely rember this towering figure, even taller than the city walls!
"Ah!"
The phantasmic Latan summoned by the scroll, upon appearing, drew out the two Shattered Star Greatswords, releasing a howl that resonated across the plain.
The gravity wave surrounding him pulled the Demons, who had sensed danger and begun to flee, irresistibly towards him!
Even the intellectually poor transford Demons knew the terror of this man, turning just in ti to et Latan's murderous gaze, unable to hold back their tears.
Without leaving the Demons any chance to say last words, the Shattered Star General, with unparalleled stature, brought down the dual swords on the area teeming with Demons.
"Rumble rumble rumble —————"
A blast rose skyward, visible from miles away.
This ti, it wasn't just Hepa Town; even the entire plain trembled.
The destructive power covered an area far beyond the small plaza, with so support personnel hiding early also getting blown away by the shockwave.
A good half of Hepa Town, designated a war zone, was directly flattened!
"Did we, did we succeed?"
Fingerley, covered in dust from the shockwave, peeked out his head, looking at the battlefield with anticipation.
Latan had vanished, exiting after a single strike.
At the center of the Summoning Star explosion stood Luluwo, unscathed.
Scattered around her were many lifeless Demon corpses, with only a few survivors.
The Demons about to cross the city walls also showed hesitation, not daring to enter.
"We succeeded!!!"
A cheer shook the mountains and seas.
This was Latan's nurical victory!
But... there seed to be only one scroll, right?
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