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"Wind Vortex Sword - Raging Wind Breath!"

A vast area of ​​flame, comparable to Surtr's sword, swept out towards the group of adventurers.

Rivera, standing in the crowd, was stunned: "This is... Ais's... wind?"

Chapter 200: Are you all bullying my little cutie?

Faced with the oncoming fiery tornado, the Astrea Familia mages, Leana and Celty, who had been charging up their power in advance, launched an attack.

The cannons and thunderclaps clashed, coalescing into flames and lightning that blasted towards the hurricane.

To their surprise, the magic was absorbed by the fire tornado upon contact, further amplifying its power.

"Hey...you're kidding, right?" Leyana exclaimed.

"It was Alisha's fire-enhancing magic that absorbed our flames!" Celty, the emerald-haired elf, complained while holding her staff.

"No, I didn't! Don't talk nonsense!" Alicia shouted, "My magic isn't that powerful!"

Snowflakes fall heavily, three harsh winters have passed—my name is Alfre…

In the blink of an eye, the Azure Radiance Magic Array unfolded beneath their feet, and a chill swept across the entire area.

"Ecstasy: Fimbulle Winter!"

Riveria's surprise lasted only a moment. As Ais's guardian, she was well aware of how unusual Ais's behavior was, and unleashed a lightning-fast freezing spell from the [Supreme Staff] without reservation.

Three massive blizzards swept across the streets, ruins, and finally solidified into fiery tornadoes. Fueled by Ais's wind, the blizzards transformed into an even more terrifying ice mass, freezing even the flames. Fragments of magic filled the air, and a swirling pillar of ice solidified in the center of the street.

Immediately afterwards, an unusual flash of light exploded from the center of the vortex, scattering ice crystals everywhere.

The group released their arms that were blocking their view: "Where's the enemy?"

"Over there!" Lyra pointed to the end of the street, where Ais, tainted by the gale, was battling another gust of wind.

"Give it back to me! Give me back the wind that my mother left me!" Ais puffed out her cheeks like a little girl whose toy had been taken away.

The iron mace and the sword of despair blasted sparks all the way, and Ciel retreated while fighting, both amused and exasperated.

"It's so annoying."

With his gaze sweeping over the adventurers who were closing in from behind again, Charles forcefully pushed Ais aside and stumbled toward the other side of the street.

A massive chase unfolds in the city, and just as Shakti is preparing to divide her forces to encircle and annihilate the enemy, an unusual intelligence report is delivered to her.

"Commander, the Dark Faction's officers have launched attacks from other locations... and it seems the Overlord... has appeared!"

"Nani?!!"

Shakti abruptly stopped in her tracks. She suddenly realized that this was merely the opening act of an enemy attack, a ploy to lure the enemy away from their base!

"Damn it, retreat! Have the guards prioritize protecting the residents! We're no match for those two overlords now, don't throw our lives away! As for the people over there, I'll go personally!"

In the face of a powerful ruler, level 2 minions are no different from maggots. Shakti was not going there to show off, but to look for an opportunity.

Due to the impact of the battle, the number of people chasing Charles has decreased significantly, but the stubborn brat still relentlessly follows behind.

The chase continued until they were near the church.

Ahead, the Black God of the Underworld and the Gray Witch stood facing each other, with a blonde, masked elf holding a wooden sword standing before them.

"Liang!" Leila exclaimed, then stopped in her tracks in astonishment.

In contrast, the adventurers chasing behind also came to a halt all at once...

"Stop yelling in my ear. It's so noisy!" The Gray Witch turned around in annoyance, her gaze first falling on Riveria, who had come with Ais. Then, it swept over the red-haired girl being chased by the brat.

Ciel deactivated his transformation, put on his mask, and made a face at Alfia.

In an instant, a poignant empathy for the plight of a mother erupted between the two women.

She instantly understood the situation—the kids were fighting.

"Ah~ I never thought I'd be dealing with this kind of dispute one day."

Alfia left Erebus's side and slowly approached the adventurer ahead. As Charles passed by, she glanced at him with displeasure.

Does it mean: She's so weak, why bother with her help?

Charles stuck out his tongue: That's called keeping something to yourself all the time.

For the adventurers facing the witch's pressure head-on, their breath seemed to freeze for a moment.

"How terrifying. It's right in front of me, yet its presence and the flow of magic are completely silent!"

"Hey, she's coming!"

The adventurers made a commotion, and there were also sounds of fear.

"Stop, Ais!"

"It's okay, I can manage!"

"What the hell!"

Riveria then grabbed the brat who was trying to rush up and dismember the witch, and punched him on the head.

Her eyes never left Alfia: "Alfia, why are you here? What lies ahead..."

Her gaze followed Alfia's gaze out of the corner of her eye, looking towards the Seventh District painting behind her.

"That's... the Demon Sword? You're guarding this place like a watchdog, what are you planning to do!"

Alphia's purpose in blocking Riveria's path is obvious.

Those who were about to invade the Seventh District were dispersed with overwhelming force.

Her job was to "guard the gate".

“No, there’s another purpose…” Riveria’s gaze shifted, landing on the evil god Erebus and the elves not far behind the witch.

But when faced with Riveria's questioning, Alfia's answer was simple...

"Shut up, good news!"

The invisible, unmarked sonic impact was aimed at the adventurers behind Riveria...

"Ughh ...

Even a mere glancing blow was enough to cause severe damage, the impact spreading through the crowd, the terrifying shockwave instantly blowing them away.

Although she didn't know what Charles was up to, Alfia thought that these annoying mosquitoes, which had been chasing her little darling for so long, should be swatted away by now.

Hundreds of adventurers lay sprawled on the ground, the momentary ravages leaving Riveria horrified.

But Alfia stared blankly at her palm...

Little cutie?

How could I have such an absurd idea?

The hazy memories made her uncomfortable, but she knew it was Belle's influence, so she glared at Ciel who was whistling with displeasure.

Just then, in a complete blind spot outside Alphia's field of vision, a girl who had somehow moved there silently jumped down from the roof of the ruins and swung her silver sword, which was almost as long as she was.

"call--"

The young girl Ais's surprise attack was swift and decisive, a full-force strike that eliminated any threat.

however……

"If you're going to launch a sneak attack, first learn to conceal your killing intent! You naughty child."

Alfia swung her hand in a chop as the light flashed past her head at an angle.

Ais's weapon was easily deflected. She instinctively crossed her arms, and her gauntlets exploded with a bang. She fell to the ground in humiliation, struggling to resist the immense force coming from her arms.

"Well--"

"Ais!"

Alfia ignored the anxious Riveria and the pained Ais.

“Even if it’s a child, I won’t go easy on them.” She stretched out her palm and aimed the “cannon” she called magic at Ais.

however……

"Hey, that's the girl from the underground city."

"!"

Ais and Riveria stared wide-eyed, while Alfia also stared at Ciel in surprise.

"so……"

Alfia glanced at Riveria: "I see. I wonder why the Loki Familia got their hands on it."

"So, what are you going to do with this treasure?"

Alfia paused for a moment, then guessed, "Is it intended for use as a 'human sacrifice'?"

Chapter 201 Erebus, you haven't realized the seriousness of the problem yet.

"----Shut up!!"

Rivera's eyebrows furrowed, her tone impassioned. Driven by rage, she lunged forward, staff in hand.

When facing a high-level opponent who can nullify magic, all you can do is forget you're a mage and engage in hand-to-hand combat.

Ais coughed and coordinated with Riveria to launch a joint attack.

One person attacks the lower body with a staff, while the other person blocks the arm with a sword.

But such attacks were like a breeze to Alfia; she easily dodged the spear and sword by simply shifting her feet and turning her head.

I can't even find someone wearing a long skirt!

A sense of powerlessness welled up from the bottom of her heart and enveloped Riveria. They clashed seven times, and all her attacks missed.

Alfia, as if she had just gotten tired of playing, grabbed the long staff with one hand and held the tip of the knife with the other.

"It's good to listen to the noise occasionally; there have indeed been some rare discoveries."