Flames soared, the earth trembled, and colossal fire engulfed the entire battlefield. Heavenly fire blanketed the whole rear position.
Sigris floated low over the Normandy interior, her long pink hair whipping wildly amid turbulent air currents and surging magical power. Her fairy-like eyes reflected the infernal scene below.
The earth was wailing.
Sigris felt that she might have gone a little too far. She spun in the sky. "Oh my, oh my, wasn't that War Magic a bit too powerful?" The pink-haired elf lady still had no clear understanding of just how much Magic Gems could enhance magic.
She had merely "slightly" adjusted her magical output. With the amplification of several high-purity fire-element gems, she had successfully guided an overpowered War Magic.
And she had cast it together with eight hundred Magic Masters.
The range of that War Magic had actually covered the entire rear battlefield.
What had originally been planned as a localized saturation strike had now become a scene bordering on natural disaster. Countless enormous lava meteors trailing scorching tails screamed down from the high heavens like javelins hurled by enraged gods, smashing viciously toward the Allied army's rear reserve assembly areas, transportation hubs, and second-line defensive strongpoints.
The large pale-blue Magic shield hastily raised by the Allied army let out a groan of unbearable strain beneath the meteor swarm's impacts. The first, the second... The shield flickered violently and warped, before finally shattering with a thunderous crash like glass struck by a sledgehammer!
The meteors that followed met no further obstruction. With destructive roars, they crashed into the earth and instantly burst into raging rings of fire! Lava heated to thousands of degrees surged like a breached crimson flood, splashing and pouring madly in every direction from the points of impact, swallowing everything in its path—soldiers, tents,