Two fire rains had drained what little magic remained in the two Witch Towers of Klockonwis, the Eastern Realm's capital.
The light curtain brimming with magical power held out against the scorching assault of the breaths for several hours before shattering. Waves of blazing breath rained down across the entire capital, instantly setting raging fires everywhere!
Heatwave breath was not flame breath, but its terrifying temperature could ignite every flammable object nearby in an instant. After Olivia's modifications, this breath had become extraordinarily adhesive. Even splattered magic stuck to someone's body could burn them alive; not even jumping into water would help.
Watching the fires engulf the entire Eastern Realm capital and listening to the screams and cries within, Jiang Han unexpectedly felt no discomfort.
"Advance! Kill every wizard who refuses to surrender!" Natalia's voice spread through broadcasts across the entire Sky Island, the Guregs Conqueror.
Amid the sounds of countless fliers taking off, Jiang Han saw the Tan Yue Group hopping over as well, each dressed in a Witch robe and carrying a broom.
As veteran-level Witches, their mage robes were hung with piles of spell scrolls wrapped in steel plating.
Some rookie Witches would honestly wear their scrolls openly onto the battlefield, and now and then, spell scrolls would be damaged by brute force. Adding a layer of steel plating only cost them some carrying weight.
"Ooh, Han-baby, wanna come with us?" Tan Yue shouted excitedly.
Every Witch possessed a bloodthirsty gene. When facing outsiders, that bloodthirsty nature won them enormous advantages, but it was also an enormous disadvantage to their reputation. No matter how timid or blood-averse a Witch might be, when killing foreign races, she would display astonishing bloodlust.
Even Zhen Ling became exceptionally bloodthirsty when killing dragon beasts... Jiang Han smiled and waved her hand,