The battle continued.
Mel's disadvantage gradually became apparent. Even an army that had trained for two years could not be considered elite without having truly endured hard-fought battles.
After several cavalry charges, the casualties visibly increased.
The cavalry ratio was roughly one-to-one, but the infantry casualties were far more severe.
He only wanted to use this war to temper his army. He had no intention of getting all two thousand cavalrymen he had painstakingly assembled wiped out.
When the Imperial Knights pulled back once more, Mel gave them no further chance to attack. Gripping his staff, he rose directly into the air and began chanting. He intended to wipe out this cavalry regiment, which still had two thousand men, in one blow.
[Elemental Burst] + [Fire Elemental Spirit]
In an instant, raging flames swept across the entire grassland, and the thousand-man force was quickly swallowed by fire.
Mel also locked onto the Hall of Fame mage within the cavalry formation, and [Conical Jet] immediately shot forth.
Amid the chaos, a red streak of fire swiftly pierced through that Hall of Fame powerhouse.
The mage hidden among the cavalry died without ever figuring out why the man before him could chant so quickly. There had practically been no pause between the casting of the two skills.
Even with multi-layered chanting, magic of such a high level should have required more time. Or had his control over magic already reached the point where he could ignore chanting entirely?
Amid the blazing flames, Mel's level rose once more.
LV89 increased to level 90.
In an instant, Mel's presence changed drastically. A vortex formed around him and began frantically drawing in the magic power of nature.
Everything around him seemed to lose its color and wither rapidly, as though all things were