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Chapter 644

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A Tier 3 Elven Oracle?

After the initial panic, Ulthar finally regained her composure when the enemy came knocking on her door. She displayed the arrogance and tyranny of a Tier 3 Dark Witch.

Although the Elven Oracles were usually backed by a powerful God, as long as the God could not personally enter the Plane of Existence, the God's strength would be completely dependent on the Elven Oracle's personal development. If the Elven Oracle was well-developed, the God would be able to exert more power by borrowing her body. However, if the Oracle's basic strength was weak, then the Elven God would only be able to exert limited power by borrowing her body.

The Witches had always been disdainful of the fighters of the Faern Plane.

Their basic strength was very solid, and their innate abilities were also very powerful. However, in terms of fighting spirit and killing methods, there was a huge gap between them and the Witches of the Faern Plane.

The Witches of the Magus World were like a group of veterans who had gone through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. On the other hand, the fighters of the Faern Plane were like pure rookies who had just stepped onto the battlefield. Although their courage was commendable, and although they were high-spirited, in the eyes of the Witches, they were so foolish and reckless.

The Elven army before them seemed strong and imposing, but if one looked closely, they would realize that the only one who could truly threaten Ulthar was the Tier 3 Elven Oracle. The rest of the Elves were either Tier 1 or Tier 2. They could not be considered the elites of the Elven Kingdom.

With this understanding, Ulthar, who had been a little flustered, immediately calmed down.

As soon as they arrived and saw the devastation on the battlefield, the Elves immediately let out a deafening roar and swarmed towards the giant floating ship.

Grim and Alice, who were in the crowd, exchanged glances. They lightly stomped their feet, and the floating ship beneath them immediately trembled, activating a translucent energy field around the hull. As a result, the first wave of attacks from the elves was blocked by the energy field.

Meanwhile, the hundred or so elves were blocked a hundred meters away by the airship's sudden burst of concentrated fire.

However, although the energy field was huge and tough, it was still somewhat weak against the attacks of so many powerful Elves.

Violent and ferocious elemental explosions kept flashing in the energy field, causing the translucent energy barrier to tremble. Listening carefully, he could even hear the crackling sound of the energy barrier about to shatter after being severely pressured.

"Let's work together to stop these elves and buy enough time for the energy barrier to recover …" Ulthar roared into the sky. Her black robe spewed out thick black smoke, which then condensed into a huge red-eyed raven under her feet.

Ga ga ga …

Amidst a series of ear-piercing screeches, Ulthar was carried into the air by the Red-Eyed Raven and charged out of the energy barrier at lightning speed.

As soon as he flew out of the barrier, he was greeted by three Elven Feather Arrows flickering with magical light. Behind the arrow were three different colored nature spells. Further away, there were surging waves of spells that resembled an elemental storm.

Those who could follow the Elven Oracles to be transported here to purify evil were naturally not weaklings. Even the weakest of the 100 Elves had the combat power of a Grade 1 Dark Witch. When they banded together and charged forward like a hurricane, even a Tier 3 Dark Witch like Ulthar would feel her heart tremble.

Ulthar stomped her foot, and the gigantic Red-Eyed Raven beneath her opened its sharp beak. Suddenly, a huge crack appeared in its beak, and a terrifying soundwave visible to the naked eye shot out.

Caw …

The terrifying soundwave spread through the air like ripples on the surface of water. In the blink of an eye, most of the space within 100 meters of Ulthar had been destroyed. As the ear-piercing screech entered everyone's ears, the Elves in the front half of the Elven army who were affected by the soundwave covered their ears. Purplish-Black blood oozed out of their eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.

As for the attacks that had reached Ulthar, they mysteriously melted away like snow on a hot pot.

Pu … Pu … Pu …

Like dumplings being dropped into a pot, twenty to thirty of the elves who had been ferocious just a moment ago fell from the sky in an instant, temporarily losing their ability to fight.

"A Tier 3 Witch …"

"Careful, she's a Tier 3 Witch …"

"Everyone, avoid her …"

For a moment, the Elven army scattered in panic, no longer as aggressive and fearless as they had been at the start of the battle.

"What are you panicking for? Leave this Tier 3 Witch to me. You guys deal with the others …" Sinia, the Tier 3 Elven Oracle holding the line, bellowed angrily. She stepped through the air and took large strides towards the terrifying Tier 3 Witch.

As if aware that the aftershocks of their battle would greatly affect the battlefield, the two Tier 3 Elves slowly approached Sinia while rapidly increasing their altitude.

Very quickly, the two Elves disappeared high in the sky. Only the elemental and energy fluctuations in the air could tell how dangerous and cruel their battle was.

The remaining Elves looked at each other and suddenly shouted. They gathered into a group and charged towards the Floating Ship.

112 Elves … 11 of them were Tier 2 Elves and 101 Tier 1 Elves …

In just three short seconds, Grimm had roughly grasped the enemy's basic strength through the A.I. Chip's quick scan. If such a powerful Elven army were to charge over, without the Floating Ship acting as a barrier, the Witches would be crushed in less than ten seconds.

However, even with the Floating Ship, it would take the Elves less than two to three minutes to break through the thin energy field. Hence, in the face of such a dangerous situation, the Floating Ship quickly fled into the distance while opening the hatch on the deck. It piled all of its archer-type magic weapons onto the deck and had them use their ferocious firepower to repel the approaching Elves.

Of course, the Floating Ship's more powerful weapon was the Magic Cannons.

However, the core power source of the Floating Ship was an ordinary Space Furnace, so its energy output was limited. Once the Magic Cannons were drained of energy, the Floating Ship's energy field would be greatly weakened.

In such a dangerous situation, the Elves would probably break through the Magic Cannons' energy field before the Magic Cannons were fully charged. Hence, the only thing the Floating Ship could do now was to send all of its combat magic weapons onto the deck and use their overwhelming metal barrage to hinder or delay the enemy's attack.

While the Floating Ship was going all out, the Witches did not stay idle. They formed a temporary combat team in twos and threes, each occupying a corner of the deck. They used their own fierce spells to attack the pursuing Elves.

Although Draconian Zacha had suffered serious injuries during the battle at Jintha 'Alor, the situation was dire. He could not care less about receiving treatment in the cabin, and endured the pain as he rushed to the deck.

"Stay here and protect Alice!" Grimm immediately gave Zacha a more relaxed order.

Although Dragonman Zacha was loyal, he was too valiant in battle and too honest.

He did not need to put in so much effort during the battle at Jintha 'Alor. He only needed to hold back the two adult Unicorns, and when the other battles were over, his companions would naturally come to help him deal with the enemy. However, it had obediently unleashed its full strength, and alone, it had beaten the two adult unicorns half to death.

As for Zacha, he was seriously injured and on the verge of death!

If Grimm did not have a lot of rare Wizard Medicines, it would have been hard to say how badly injured he was.

Because of Zacha's Solid Eye, Grimm did not dare to let him out in this battle. He could only let him stay by Alice's side. On one hand, this could protect Alice's safety, and on the other hand, it would not make him suffer any more losses!

After making arrangements for Zacha, Grimm looked around and quietly used his authority to station some magic weapons near the Crimson Family's Witches and the Destiny Witches. After everything was arranged, he roared and transformed into a tall and fierce Flame Demon. At the same time, the terrifying Flame Demon appeared beside him.

The appearance of the two terrifying Flame Demons on the deck at the same time immediately attracted the attention of the Elves who were chasing the Floating Ship.

Under their horrified gazes, the two terrifying Flame Demons, who looked like they were made of fire, walked to the stern of the ship with heavy and slow steps. The moment they came to a stop, the two Flame Demons raised their hands and jointly released a terrifying pillar of flames that almost overturned the entire area.

A thick pillar of flames that could support the heavens appeared with the Floating Ship at the center, and it quickly spread out in all directions with terrifying shockwaves of flames.

The basic attack power of these shockwaves reached 190 degrees.

To most of the Grade 1 Elves, this was already a terrifying amount of damage that they could not bear!

In the sky, many Elves let out miserable screams and groans of pain.

Some of the weaker Elves even had flames and large amounts of black smoke rising from their bodies …

"Damn it, we can't let these two Flame Demons continue to attack unscrupulously …" A few Grade 2 Elves among the Elves muttered and quickly reacted.

The three Elven Sharpshooters stood high on the backs of their Hippogryphs, their bodies as steady as Mount Tai, and the Elven longbows in their hands were drawn to full moons. With a low shout, arrow after arrow shot out from the fingers of the three Elven Sharpshooters, striking the energy forcefield at lightning speed.

There were clearly only three Elven Sharpshooters in front of them, but they relied on their terrifying firing speed to create an imposing aura of a team of 100 archers.

The densely packed Enchanted Arrows concentrated their power in the narrow space of less than a metre, instantly breaking through the thin energy forcefield.

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