The "Cloud Tower" tore through the dark clouds and brought the warriors on the battlefield more than just the much-needed sunlight.
This was a city, a city that had been managed by mages for several millennia. This city was definitely not just a symbolic existence. When all the mage towers were lit up, and when blue magical runes illuminated the entire sky, the world finally understood why attacking the Mage Country was viewed as such a fool's errand.
Numerous magical sparks were ignited. Countless meteors streaked across the sky as the spell models took shape.
Attack spells, meteors, blizzards, chain lightning, and so on descended like raindrops. Over a thousand spells were cast, but there was no confusion at all as they all locked onto their targets.
Meanwhile, the human allies were also flashing with magical radiance. Magical armor, weapon enchantments, resistance to Chaos Abyss energy, strength buffs, and agility buffs were more than enough to transform a kitten into a tiger, or a coward into a hero.
The wise mages made their grand entrance for the first time. However, they seemed like upstarts who didn't have any foundational knowledge. They didn't hesitate to use their own magical power and cast all known and unknown spells.
However, this was only the beginning. It was also the prelude to clearing the battlefield and creating a safe distance between them.
Deafening incantations, ancient and ancient forest tunes, and curses filled with strange syllables rang out. At the same time, several forbidden-spell level mana sources were activated. The forbidden-spell level Elemental Tide directly created a new area of dead magic.
Surprisingly, but within reason, the mages chose to transform into elemental cannons the moment they appeared. They unhesitatingly prepared forbidden spell attacks in order to force the enemy into a decisive battle.
The devils wouldn't just sit there and wait for their deaths. The undead regrouped under the Undead Lord's command, while the demons viciously roared in search of new prey. Countless magical creatures finally gathered into a black tide. The mages had to destroy their enemies before the large-scale forbidden spells were cast.
As such, they had to attack a city, a floating mage city that had countless archmages and mage towers …
Countless sparks were ignited in the tide. Countless corpses had been used to decorate the path of their charge.
The archmages used their actions to explain what it meant to be simple and direct. Violent and direct combat methods obtained a tremendous strategic advantage. All the cannons, mage towers, and archmages no longer needed to search for targets on the battlefield. The targets would voluntarily deliver themselves to them. Under the command of the archmages, the archmages wouldn't dare to retreat even if they died.
Perhaps the mages had borrowed Roland's strategy for dealing with the demon wave back in the Elven Kingdom, or perhaps it was because the Cloud Tower already had such a strategy in reserve. The mages immediately seized the initiative on the battlefield. Mobile fortresses were far more difficult to defeat than airships. Such a strategy was even more shameless.
The mages had already collected information on the battlefield. They had no intention of participating in the main god's battlefield. Instead, they began to clean up the low-intensity battlefield.
The devils and undead had already suffered tremendous casualties after fighting for so long. The continuous unexpected incidents caused the battlefield to become incredibly chaotic. The devils that didn't want to forcefully attack the mage city actually started deserting due to the forbidden spells. And when a deserter appeared, the Undead Lords and Demon Lords were no idiots. It was only natural that they would consider their own escape routes. When a large number of devils started deserting, the balance of the battle instantly tilted.
After fighting for so long and paying such a high price, the human allied army seemed to finally see the light at the end of the tunnel after the Cloud Tower arrived. Now that hope had appeared, someone would attempt to instantly attack it.
Sophocles the Deceiver transformed into a twisted shadow that glided towards the mage city at high speed. He unhesitatingly let go of his current opponent.
Donatis and Barbarot were both tied down. The only person who could change the situation would naturally be Sophocles the Deceiver, Sophocles the Deceiver.
I heaved a sigh of relief when Sophocles changed targets. I indeed found it rather difficult to deal with him after he revealed his true combat strength. But if I allowed him to escape just like that, what face would I have left?
"The Northlands."
I wasn't particularly skilled at flying, but I only needed a single thought to summon my magic sword, create an ice arena, and restrict my opponent's movements.
"… Is this an avalanche? Should I say that I'm quite lucky? "
Countless snowflakes accumulated in midair before transforming into an ocean of ice and snow. The only thing that could be seen in the entire ice arena was the furiously descending waves of snow.
Avalanches were one of the most severe ice and snow disasters. However, my magic sword, the Northlands, hadn't fully formed yet. I didn't expect it to be able to kill Sophocles, but the ice and snow here would be perfect for … playing hide-and-seek.
I unhesitatingly dove into the snow. Since I would be victorious as long as I could restrict Sophocles, I could use this battlefield to stall for time.
* Clang! *
The next second, there was a thunderous sound that caused my entire body to go numb. The Northlands magic sword in my hand instantly transformed into dust.
I looked around and saw that a large hole had been opened up in the ice arena. Snowflakes were flowing down from the hole. Sophocles had forcefully broken through the ice barrier.
"… Is this the difference in absolute power? I really drew the worst number of cards this time. "
Although I had faintly guessed that my incomplete Northlands magic sword wouldn't be able to restrict Sophocles for long, I still felt rather helpless that Sophocles had forcefully broken through the ice barrier.
The power of the natural laws had been shattered by brute force. However, that didn't mean that the natural laws themselves were useless. It was simply that brute force far surpassed the limits of the natural laws.
Sophocles was already flying towards the Cloud City. Meanwhile, I was organizing my equipment. The Cloud Tower wouldn't be easy to deal with. If I flew slower, I would be able to catch up to the Cloud Tower's defensive nodes. Perhaps I would even be able to pincer attack them.
Yep, it definitely wasn't because I wanted to see what other trump cards the Mage Country had up their sleeves. Was I really that bad of a person to leave the Cloud Tower unguarded and allow my enemy to test my ally's trump cards?
"… Not only you, even I want to know what other trump cards the Cloud Tower has up their sleeves."
The silly cat's words echoed in my ears. However, this time, her familiar retort came from her main body.
I looked up and saw that it was indeed her familiar appearance. However, she was currently covered in dust and blood. It would seem that flying here from the eastern battlefront hadn't been a very safe and pleasant experience.
"The eastern battlefront is doing quite well. The Dragons are doing their best. That Devil Lord Sophocles has suffered quite a bit."
"Don't worry about them. Let's get through this first …"
I was greatly energized by her arrival. I now had yet another trump card that I could use.
But before that, the Mage Country was forced to use a new trump card in front of us as we watched the menacing Sophocles.
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