Wolaz sensed danger and dodged sideways.
Its scarlet, slit pupils locked onto the Infantry Fighting Vehicle turning toward it, blue smoke still curling from its menacing autocannon muzzle.
It swung its arm, sending the Giant Axe spinning through the air as a black blur.
Bam!!
With a heavy metallic crash, the Infantry Fighting Vehicle was smashed in half, its chassis folding over as sparks sprayed fiercely from the break.
"Annoying tin monsters!"
Wolaz growled. Its figure flickered several times, and the other Infantry Fighting Vehicles crumpled and caved in one after another amid dull impacts.
It pulled the Giant Axe from the scrap metal and charged at Kael again.
Humm-
A transparent Magic Shield appeared before Wolaz.
Wolaz grinned, its white teeth gleaming coldly in the firelight. Its knotted muscles bulged as it threw a punch.
Boom!
The shield shuddered violently, ripples spreading across it.
"Holy Light Judgment!"
The Fourth Order mage inside the shield finished his incantation, and a Sword of Holy Light descended from the sky.
Sss-
Black smoke rose from the burns on Wolaz's back, but it paid no heed, unleashing a storm of attacks on the shield.
Boom, boom, boom!
The shield's light rapidly dimmed.
Another punch!
Crack...
Web-like cracks spread rapidly from the point beneath its fist.
The mage's pupils contracted. He abandoned his attack and devoted all his strength to maintaining the shield.
The magic power inside him poured out like floodwater through an opened sluice, his face instantly turning white as paper.
To Wolaz, his efforts to sustain it merely meant throwing a few more punches.
With the enormous difference in their levels, he was nothing more than a slightly stronger ant to Wolaz.
Without magic, it could have pulverized that frail body with a single punch!
Bam, bam, bam!
The Magic Shield