At this moment, the prince and his party were already very close to [Loving Mother], about to charge into Her attack range. Just then, the prince raised his gun and fired.
Bang!
The gunshot rang out. No one noticed where the bullet had gone, but the knights suddenly pulled their reins in unison, and the group charging forward abruptly changed direction.
[Loving Mother] had already raised a limb, waiting for them to come closer before smashing it down. But with the gunshot, the prince and his party suddenly veered away, galloping past the edge of Her descending limb.
Rubble flew everywhere, but the prince and the others had already left. [Loving Mother]'s strike hit nothing.
"So impressive..."
A wave of astonishment rose from the Faithguard Army. They could evade [Loving Mother]'s attacks too, but only by fighting while retreating and predicting Her movements in advance. It was actually quite a desperate struggle.
After all, they moved on only two legs, and their speed was quite limited.
But the prince and his Harbor Guard were all on horseback.
Every one of them was an expert rider, and the horses beneath them were carefully selected steeds. They came and went like the wind, their evasive maneuvers carrying even a hint of elegance.
But this was dancing on a knife's edge. They lacked sustained firepower to attack and weaken [Loving Mother] from afar, so they could only draw closer to lure Her in.
The evil god seemed to have become enraged. She continuously swung Her limbs down at the prince and his party. For a time, shattered stones flew everywhere, and clouds of dust rose from the ground.
Yet this group was like a band of nimble rabbits, always narrowly dodging at the very last moment. They drove [Loving Mother] into a frenzy,