Yet just as they stood on the brink of life and death, the power of Originium magic within the city suddenly awakened, roaring as it unleashed endless force and formed an impregnable shield that mercilessly blocked the raging rain of fire outside, protecting the peace of this land.
The army defending the city finally snapped out of its daze. Like a surging torrent of steel, knights and casters fought side by side, brave and fearless.
They suddenly broke free from the sky's restraints and launched a desperate charge at the enemy like the first light of dawn!
It sounded a little absurd.
Warships designed for Star Wars actually had a pretty rough time when they encountered natives with ridiculously high damage output from explosions.
Beings capable of tearing apart skyscrapers through sheer willpower would not simply become refugees or miners upon entering Star Wars.
Even in the era of the Legion, when cruel monsters gathered in droves, a mass charge by warriors capable of ripping apart dozens of meters of steel was enough to make the Scourge Vanguards smile involuntarily.
Under the power of shadows.
In almost an instant, the steel-clad knights were pulled through space and ascended into the sky, intending to behead those aboard the warships.
But at the very instant those knights took flight, terrifying flames suddenly erupted.
Blazing fire surged into the sky. Like madly dancing fire dragons, it radiated suffocating heat, as if it intended to devour the entire world.
That was Flame Demon magic!
Royal Court Flame Demons.
They were the most savage race among the Sarkaz, and most of the Flame Demons gathered here still retained the forms they had possessed as Ancient People. Their power was easy to imagine.
In almost an instant, the attacking guards were smashed to pieces alive.
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