Nini stared wide-eyed at the shield in the air.
Though it was called a shield, it stood three or four stories tall, floating in midair without any support.
Neither the Dragon Breath Cannon nor bullets could pierce it—the heavy machine gun rounds were one thing, but the Dragon Breath Cannon sacrificed range for immense power. In battle, it could generally ignore cover!
"What the hell is that thing?!"
If it could even block the Dragon Breath Cannon, that meant its level of protection was nearly on par with the armor plating of an ironclad warship. Such things could only be found in permanent fortifications.
How had it suddenly appeared in the air?
Transcendent power?
Nini's expression turned grave. No matter what path a Transcendent took, their power had limits. Banshees were practically the most adept Transcendents at direct combat, yet even they could not withstand the Dragon Breath Cannon.
Even the Transcendent rituals set up by Moth Chasing Flame required lengthy preparation and could not be moved. Even after paying such costs, it was difficult to achieve an effect like this!
This was power completely beyond comprehension!
After blocking the attack, the shield remained in the air for a short while longer before gradually collapsing, turning into black, viscous liquid that fell from the sky.
Nini's gaze sharpened.
This black liquid... why did it look so much like pollution?
As the shield disintegrated, the Candlelight Society priests hiding behind it appeared on the battlefield.
"Nini, look over there!"
Una's voice sounded in her mind, and Nini looked in the direction she indicated.
The priests before them held firearms, but behind them stood a group of... young boys.
They carried no weapons and wore no armor, only plain white clothing as they neatly... sang?
What were these people doing? Why were