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"Boom boom boom boom boom—!"
Bolts of violent lightning streaked through the air one after another, turning into merciless bombardments that continuously blasted the top of the steep slope. Shockwaves and thick clouds of dust surged without end, shaking the earth.
Under that relentless barrage, the ground atop the slope shattered piece by piece, sending broken rocks and rubble flying in every direction and throwing the surrounding atmosphere into turmoil.
It was almost exactly the same scene as when Noah had bombarded the bottom of the slope with Lightning of Salvation.
Only this time, it was not Noah who was summoning the lightning, but Heith.
Heith, a first-class adventurer of the Freyja Familia and a white elf at the lofty level of Lv.6.
Unlike Hogni, the black elf who had charged forward with a black blade in hand, Heith, the white elf, seemed better suited to the rear guard than the vanguard. Standing at the forefront of the Freyja Familia, magic power rippled around him as he repeatedly unleashed lightning magic constructed through ultra-short chants, bombarding the top of the slope.
Seeing Noah swallowed by Heith's magic, Ottar let out an unhesitating roar.
"Now!"
The moment he spoke, Ottar sprang forward first, transforming into a bullet fired from a barrel as he shot toward the top of the slope.
It was not just Ottar. Allen, Hogni, and the Gulliver Brothers all charged out as well, rushing straight toward the top of the slope.
However, Ottar and the others were not trying to press their advantage and pursue Noah. Instead, they intended to bypass him entirely, head for the flower field, and rescue Freyja, the Goddess