It's so hard being a hero!

"What's the problem?"

"What exactly is she after by coming to Tianxing Academy?"

Olivia didn't say anything, because she was actually thinking about the same thing.

A thirteen-year-old Silver-level student with Gold-level combat power would receive top-tier treatment in any institution within the Empire, making it unnecessary for him to attend school.

This is strange in itself.

But Olivia didn't think much of it.

Thinking too much about some things only makes things more complicated; she just needs to do what she's supposed to do.

After that, she took Sophia and her teammates to collect their team badges.

It was a round badge with a gold background and silver patterns, engraved with the Adventurers' Guild's logo and their team's number.

From today onwards, they are officially registered as a Gold-level adventure team.

The team's name was decided after the six of them spent an afternoon brainstorming: Silver Light.

Sophia originally wanted to suggest a more understated name, but Noah said, "Since we're focusing on you anyway, and you have silver hair, how about Silverlight?" The others immediately joined in the teasing, and Sophia didn't even have time to object.

In the following days, the Silver Light Squad's reputation spread far and wide within Tianxing Academy.

While second-year teams are still struggling to get silver-level team certification, these guys have already gotten their gold-level badges.

However, Sophia didn't take these discussions to heart. Her daily life remained the same: attending classes and training during the day, and spending her evenings in the pharmaceutical laboratory.

Days passed by like this, and just when Sofia thought that her second-year life would continue to be peaceful and uneventful.

A message came from the westernmost part of the empire, on the border of the Demon Realm, and it was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing an uproar.

That is, the demons of the Demon Realm suddenly launched a large-scale invasion.

The aging demons surged out of the pass connecting the two continents like a tide, pressing towards the human defenses.

This invasion is larger in scale than any before, with several holy demons appearing.

It should be noted that in the past few hundred years, it has been extremely rare for the Demon Race's Holy Demons to be deployed more than twice at the same time.

The human front lines were caught off guard.

The Demon Suppression Pass, a steel fortress located on the westernmost edge of the Starfall Continent, spanning a mountain range, was attacked several times in just three days.

The magic circle on the city wall was blasted open in several places, and cracks were also punched into the iron wall.

At this moment, the Dawn Knights, stationed at Zhenmo Pass, as one of the core combat forces of the human alliance, immediately joined the battlefield.

And Lyra was at the very front of this team.

The battlefield beyond the mountain range is a desolate wasteland stretching for dozens of miles.

The wasteland, which was usually only frequented by a few magical beasts, has now become a veritable meat grinder.

The human alliance's lines were arrayed against the city walls, behind which stood the iron gate that was constantly being repaired and destroyed.

The demon army surged forward like a black tide, crashing and shattering in front of the battle lines before rising again.

Corpses were scattered everywhere on the ground, some human, some demon, some piled together, making it impossible to tell them apart.

Lyra, clad in silver armor and wielding a wide two-handed greatsword, breathed heavily. She couldn't kill them all; she simply couldn't kill them all.

Standing next to her were warriors of the Dawn Knights, each with their faces covered in blood.

"Third team, retreat and rest. Fourth team, take over."

A rough voice came from behind the lines. It was the current commander of the Dawn Knights, a burly man named Augus, a king-level berserker.

He took over after the veterans of Vic and Su Lan's generation retired. Although his strength is not as good as Su Lan and Vic's back then, he has been guarding this defensive line for more than ten years.

Lyra gripped the greatsword tightly, and golden battle aura ignited on the blade, like a ball of fire suppressed on the edge.

"Charge with me!"

She gave a low shout and was the first to charge towards the wave of demon infantry that was surging forward.

They were a group of mutated ogres, each about three meters tall, with dark blue skin as rough as old tree bark. They wielded thick, large bone clubs and iron hammers, each blow capable of smashing an ordinary shield.

Lyra's speed suddenly increased halfway forward.

Golden battle aura exploded around her, instantly enveloping her in light. Like a shooting star, she crashed directly into the horde of ogres.

She swung her greatsword horizontally, and a crescent-shaped golden sword aura slashed at the front row of ogres, skimming the ground.

Where the sword energy swept, the ogre's thick legs were cleanly severed, and its heavy body lost its balance, collapsing to the ground.

Leila didn't stop at all.

She stepped over the fallen ogre's body and charged forward, slashing her greatsword upwards and cleaving an ogre in two from the chest before it could even react.

Dark red blood splattered on her armor, flowing down the silver surface.

"Laila, don't go too deep."

I heard my teammates shouting from behind.

But Leila showed no sign of stopping.

She rampaged through the demon army, causing chaos and destruction wherever she went, tearing open one gaping wound after another.

With each swing of her greatsword, she carried the force to smash everything in her path, cleaving the seemingly ferocious demon warriors one by one.

However, it is clear that the demon army consists of more than just cannon fodder like ogres.

A dark purple figure suddenly darted out from behind the demon army formation, moving with incredible speed, like a black lightning bolt.

Layla instinctively stepped aside.

A long, thin black spear flew past her waist, slicing through her silver armor with a sharp "rip" and leaving a deep, visible scratch.

She turned around and swung her greatsword horizontally.

The figure did a somersault in the air and landed steadily on the ground.

It was a tall, slender demon general, dressed in black scale armor, with a frighteningly pale face, a pair of curved black horns on his head, and holding a jet-black spear in his hand, the tip of which was condensed with eerie purple magic.

"This little human girl is quite capable."

The demon general's voice was hoarse and deep, as if it were squeezed out from the depths of his throat.

Laila ignored him, but gripped her greatsword tightly, and her golden battle aura surged once again.

She pushed off the ground with her feet and shot forward.

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Laila's figure streaked towards the demon general like a dazzling meteor.

But the demon general reacted quickly, holding his black spear horizontally in front of him to block Lyra's attack.

"clang!"

Lyra's greatsword slammed heavily into the defense, producing a deafening roar.

The shockwave from the collision of the two forces sent all the weaker demons and humans flying.

But this demon general was clearly smaller than Lyra. Not long after the collision, his body slid uncontrollably for more than ten meters before he finally managed to regain his balance.

He looked at the spear in his hand with some suspicion and disbelief, then looked up at Layla, his eyes gradually becoming serious.

"Such powerful strength?"

Laila snorted coldly, there was no point in talking to demons. She slashed her greatsword horizontally, unleashing a blinding golden light.

This is a battle aura with the attribute of light.

The power of light naturally has a suppressive effect on demons.

The demon general clearly also felt the oppressive force.

His expression grew even more somber, and he gripped the spear tightly with both hands, gathering a dark purple magical power on it.

Here, they had no way to retreat, and then they transformed into a shadow and charged forward.

The two collided again.

The golden holy battle aura and the purple dark power intertwined and collided, bursting out with dazzling light.

This time, Lyra's swordplay was even more swift and fierce than before, one strike after another, each carrying an unstoppable momentum that forced her opponent to retreat step by step.

The more the demon general fought, the more terrified he became.

Logically speaking, his strength was comparable to his opponent's, but the suppression of that divine battle aura on him was too obvious. Every time the weapons clashed, he could feel a scorching power invading his body through the spear, burning his body.

After a dozen or so rounds, his movements began to sluggish.

Laila keenly spotted this opening. She shouted and leaped into the air, gripping her greatsword tightly above her head. Golden battle aura frantically condensed on the sword.

"Holy Light Judgment"

With a roar, the greatsword, shining like the sun, descended from the sky and fell upon the demon general.

The demon general also unleashed his full power, his dark purple magic erupting like a volcanic eruption to meet Lyra's attack.

Their battle became the focus of attention for all humanity in the region.

The two forces were locked in a stalemate for a while, but in the end the demons were no match and began to collapse.

Finally, Lyra, like a fiery meteor, split the demon's power in two, and also split the demon's body in two.

The demon general's pupils contracted, and he froze on the spot, his blood-red eyes staring intently at Laila.

Eventually, his body began to disintegrate from the wounds, turning into black ashes that were scattered by the wind.

Laila snorted coldly at the sight, then raised her holy sword and roared.

"Humanity will prevail."

Then, a deafening cheer erupted from the surrounding area.

"Lyra! Lyra! Lyra!"

The human cultivators around her were all shouting her name, their fighting spirit and morale instantly reaching their peak.

Layla turned around and waved to her teammates behind her. Although she looked tired, she still had a smile on her face.