Over a hundred assembled Demon King Cult members surged in from every direction like a black tide.
Their black robes billowed in the light of the burning houses around them, and multicolored magic power gathered in their palms.
"All you know are disgusting tricks! It doesn't matter how many of you gather!"
Victoria was the first to meet them.
She channeled her magic power, and three water-blue Magic Circles unfolded before her in succession. Several columns of water then gushed from them, scattering the dozen or so cultists in the front rank.
Vivian stood just behind her to one side. With a gentle wave of her hands, the moisture in the air instantly condensed into countless tiny ice crystals, which shot toward the enemy like a torrential rain.
The wounds of the cultists struck by the ice crystals rapidly froze, making their movements slow and stiff before Victoria's water dragons swallowed them whole.
Lilith held the right flank alone.
Her fire magic was explosive and ferocious, and every Fireball sent several cultists flying.
She gave satisfied hums as she fought, her red ponytail dancing in the firelight. Like a moving blaze, she burned the enemies on the right into a steady retreat.
Although things looked promising for the moment, there were simply too many enemies, and exploitable gaps soon appeared in their defenses.
While Vivian was busy dealing with a group of enemies in front of her, several Demon King Cult members crept around to her flank and attacked.
Just then, Greg raised his hand, sending a high-pressure blade of water howling outward. Waterwave Flow Level 2 traced an arc through the air, precisely severing the leading cultist's weapon before striking him with undiminished force and sending him flying as well.
Vivian noticed the water blade, and her eyes flashed.