Ambush Battle

From the moment the ambushers surged out into the streets, the battle erupted in full.

The priests were the first to attack. They had lain in wait throughout Regina's streets, their numbers nearly reaching four digits. In that instant, countless Holy Light Bombs converged into a torrent and blasted toward the mages in the sky.

Among them, the leading bishops had prepared for this long ago. They pulled specially made divine-art artifacts from their robes, granting their attacks even greater power.

"Purify every last one of those mages!"

A middle-aged bishop, his eyes blazing with fury, shouted at the top of his lungs.

During the nighttime raid outside Locke City, they had suffered devastating losses. No one knew how many bishops had fallen there. And now, of the more than eighty bishops who had accompanied the army to attack Ikor, only a dozen or so remained.

He still remembered the uncontrollable rage he had felt when His Holiness the Pope found them on the mountain road south of Locke City and delivered the terrible news.

Damned mages!

That was why, after swiftly occupying Regina alongside His Holiness the Pope, they had used divine arts to transport the remaining Hori Kingdom troops over in just a few days. They knew full well that after winning a battle, Ikor's people would surely grow swollen with pride and seek to reclaim Regina. To them, that was the perfect chance to strike back.

Thus, their entire army had hidden in the city, while sending people to pose as Regina's residents and contact Ikor's army, promising to open the city gates this morning.

—That was right. They had deliberately wanted to let Ikor's army in, then ambush them.

Watching the entire sky nearly drown beneath Holy Light, the bishop finally felt a sliver of satisfaction