A huge Sun Crest appeared on the ground beneath the Thirteenth Ring Sorceress's feet. It was the key to her effortless casting.
After striking the golden shield, the black light scattered outward like a stream diverted by stones. Like the Night Curtain Seal Shade, Luvia, and Dorothy had used together on friday night, the golden shield did not budge in the slightest. There was not even the faintest sign of a crack.
The collision between Miracle Element and Whisper Element ended with the Demon Sword ceasing its attack. But that was not because they could no longer endure it. Rather, the Sorceress, protected by the Heaton Seal, extended her left hand and pointed forward. A gigantic fireball hanging high in the sky like the sun immediately fell.
When it was all over, high-temperature vapor formed from melted snow drifted across the Snow Mountain slope. Six identical black-light greatswords pierced the ground against the wind and snow, while the last three puppets had completely vanished.
"Did it end that easily?"
Flora, curled up in Shade's arms, murmured softly. Her beautiful golden eyes watched below, while Shade looked toward the edge of the battlefield. After being blasted away by the explosion, the Church Ring Arcanist Squad had temporarily withdrawn to the outskirts. Together with Ring Arcanists from the other four Churches of this diocese, who had appeared at some point, they surrounded the area completely.
"Of course not. This is an Angel Level Relic, after all. The intensity of the battle it displayed just now was not even as great as when Miss Reinhart and I first faced the Demon Sword."
That was what he said, and evidently, that Thirteenth Ring Lady thought the same. She did not rashly attempt to retrieve any of the Demon Swords, merely waiting quietly for what