Taking a detour to attack Lombardier, the Royal Capital of Kingsbia, would take about as long as waiting where they were, and the detour carried far more risks. Thus, Mulan and the Forward Legion's staff unanimously decided to rest in place and wait for the fire to die out.
Without question, the blaze in the Great Lombati Forest was a terrifying forest fire. The Kingsbia Army had begun setting fires several days before the Dierjia troops arrived, so by the time they discovered it, extinguishing it was no longer possible.
Even rain would not help unless it was heavy enough and lasted long enough.
Even a powerful supernatural being with the right affinity and suitable magic would have to expend an astonishing amount of magic power to put out this fire.
To use the analogy of male seminal fluid, magic power was, to some extent, closely linked to vitality-a power with limits to its regeneration. Leaving aside whether any supernatural being would be willing to do this, even if one were, they were nowhere near the Great Lombati Forest. At least, there was no such person in the Forward Legion.
The southwesterly wind, the fact that the Great Lombati Forest lay almost entirely on plains, and the dry winter with its scant rainfall all combined to spread the fire at nearly thirty meters per minute. In just a few days, almost the entire forest, stretching nearly two hundred kilometers, had been engulfed in flames.
No natural fire or blaze caused by human error had ever reached such proportions in this forest. The Kingsbia Army had deployed thousands of men and consumed dozens of tons of kerosene to accomplish this feat.
The ancient Great Lombati Forest, rich in plant and animal life, burned in its entirety. Countless old trees turned the