Marshal Senli had no time to feel even a trace of sorrow. After effortlessly wiping out the ten thousand light cavalry at virtually no cost, the Xinfei Merchant Guild Guard Corps' Mana Tank battalion had already regrouped and was advancing toward the Malo Empire's main formation alongside the Rulson Kingdom's Mana War Chariot battalion.
Drawing a deep breath, Marshal Senli turned toward the four Mages in Archmage robes standing beside him and said with utmost solemnity, "Masters, what happens next depends on you and our esteemed Mages."
The four Archmages fighting for the Malo Empire exchanged glances, each seeing a hint of bitterness on the others' faces.
In the past, on the Sains Continent, the appearance of a single Archmage had been enough to decide the outcome of any battle.
Now, however, even with all four of them fighting together, supported by the Malo Empire's finest Mage Corps, they still had no confidence that they could win this battle.
Even now, they did not understand how the Xinfei Merchant Guild had defeated or even killed several of their fellow Archmages.
Although the other three Archmages who had been seriously wounded in earlier battles against the Xinfei Merchant Guild Guard Corps had provided detailed accounts of their encounters, none of those three understood why it had happened, so naturally they could offer little help.
For these four Archmages, fighting the Xinfei Merchant Guild remained fraught with uncertainty and danger.
Yet they had come here anyway.
Even setting aside their duty to the Malo Empire, the pursuit of magical knowledge alone compelled them to come.
"Prepare to attack."
The four Archmages nodded in unison. Mana surged wildly through their bodies, and all manner of violent phenomena immediately began appearing in the sky above them.
They opened with Forbidden Spells!
The other Mages