Who Isn't a Herrscher?

At the same time, Uranus unleashed a white-blue aurora breath at Wei ahead.

The howling aurora breath radiated scorching heat, warping the surrounding space. Facing Uranus's incoming attack, Wei remained perfectly calm. She raised one hand and directly spoke the name of her magic.

"—Creation Magic (Airisu)."

As Wei's voice rang out, the lake water around her surged with magical fluctuations, forming a lake-blue castle before everyone's eyes.

Though the castle was made of lake water, its durability far exceeded Freed's expectations. Uranus's aurora breath struck it without accomplishing anything.

"How is that possible?!"

Seeing such an absurd sight, Freed could not help but curse aloud.

Wei said calmly,

"If this is all you've got, I suggest you use your Space Magic to escape right now. Sometimes, running away isn't shameful."

Although her tone was utterly flat, anyone could hear the mockery in Wei's words.

"..."

Upon hearing Wei's words, veins bulged at the corners of Freed's eyes. His gaze toward her was filled with hatred, and fury surged through his heart.

Of the Demon Dragon Corps that had originally surrounded him, only a handful remained.

The power of Wei's magic had far surpassed his understanding. First came that terrifying fire magic like a black sun, then the black lightning that rivaled the thunder and lightning from before...

The power and effects of those spells had repeatedly exceeded his expectations. He might have been able to evade them, but his soldiers could not. Under that terrifying magic, let alone their corpses... even the gray dragons they rode had been blasted into dust without leaving a trace.

Even the few who remained had only survived under the protection of his Space Magic.

At that moment, he also noticed Noin's strike on the other side, which had suddenly set the sky itself