It's not the protagonist, what does it matter if you are trapped in the Shura field

Chapter 704 Battle at the Entrance of White Dragon Valley
In the northeastern part of the continent, in the Independent State of Inan, in the town of Zul.

The town is engulfed in flames.

"Wow--!"

A little girl, clutching a rag doll, sat on the ground crying, surrounded by the smoke of burning gunpowder, and in the distance, the sounds of guards and knights fighting could be heard.

People with panicked expressions rushed past, clutching their few belongings, wading through puddles that had recently been flooded.

But no one noticed that the water level was rising quietly and turning into a translucent black, which was even less noticeable in the already reflective scene of the firelight.

Until a man stepped in.

"what!!"

He barely had time to scream when he was sucked in as if he were being pulled in by something with tremendous force.

The girl holding the doll witnessed this scene.

She opened her eyes in confusion, then slowly bent down, watching the water overflowing upwards, and couldn't resist reaching out her hand out of curiosity—

puff.

The next moment, she was lifted up by someone. Thorin looked at the puddles on the ground, where not even a bubble had formed, and his eyes darkened.

"wait…"

Before he could even speak, another woman stepped in, and the same scene unfolded as when he had seen the man from afar earlier—she was sucked into the puddle of water.

what! !

"Don't touch this puddle!!"

Thorin quickly stopped his teammates who had rushed over, explained the situation to them, ordered them to seal off the area, and handed the little girl to a knight.

Then he turned around and looked at the strange star beast in the town of Big Fire.

Damn it.

Without hesitation, he drew his sword from his waist, the very same sword he had used against Rowe Brooke in the quarterfinals of the Elite Tournament.

They had originally planned to go to the Fifth Princess's place to find him after finishing their domestic affairs, since they also wanted an answer from the Red Needle Master. But what on earth is going on?!

I didn't have time to think about it too much.

He charged toward the star beast. The town's guards were almost all wiped out. If he hadn't experienced what happened in Melendall, he would never have dreamed that he would have to challenge such a creature.

ten minutes later.

Thorin, slightly out of breath, sheathed his sword. This one looked much smaller than Melendal's. If even he couldn't handle it, then there were very few people in the entire Inan who could.

However, if there were one more, no, two more, it would be hard to say, and judging from the scene just now, there was more than one such thing that fell into Inan.

And that pool of black water.

Thorin turned to look in that direction. The knights had already cordoned off the area with barriers, but if it continued to spread upwards, they probably wouldn't be able to stop it.

He looked up at the high place. Fortunately, the town was built in a ravine, but it was still a situation that needed to be reported urgently.

Just then, the little girl she had saved slowly walked towards him, holding a rag doll while pulling a card out of her bosom.

"Uncle...is this you?"

uncle……

Thorin's eyes flickered as he saw that the girl had taken out a fencing card depicting him in the Elite Tournament.

“Yes, it’s me,” he nodded and said.

"Then why is Uncle an A?" The little girl wiped the tears from her face with a puzzled look and took out another card from her pocket. "Why is Luo Wei an SSS on this card?"

"..."

Thorin's face immediately darkened.

He was also wondering why he was only ranked A after losing to Luo Wei in the semifinals... Wait, she actually drew SSS-rank Luo Wei??

Forget about playing cards, Thorin shook his head vigorously.

"Leave two people here to keep watch! Go and rescue the townspeople! Be careful not to touch any suspicious water on the ground!"

"Yes!"

After the knights had left, Thorin surveyed the situation around him, then looked up at the sky, where another comet streaked across the heavens and fell to the ground—

His gaze gradually darkened.

Did you ever anticipate this situation? Grand Duke of Auckland…

After the first wave of attacks—

But no one expected that this devastating disaster that fell from the stars would last for three whole days before it subsided.

As the sky began to clear, the towns that had built up their defenses watched as the enormous celestial monster rushed toward the city, and the disaster that had fallen to the ground seemed far from over.

……

Five days after the star of destiny fell, at the entrance of White Dragon Valley.

Elfa sat on the front line of the mountain ridge, maintaining her staff and bow with elven wax. They did not receive any news from the rear, but instead received news of the army of the Temple of War.

Looking at the densely packed military formations gathered along the valley entrance below the mountain, they knew that this battle was probably inevitable.

Because Marcus was in command from behind, leading not only their Uncrowned City legion, they also learned about other legions and inquired about the situation in more distant towns from nearby towns, thus gaining some understanding of the movements around the front lines.

The good news is that the other legions held their ground just like them, and were not swayed by the three-day meteor shower.

The bad news is that the towns affected by the meteorite and the fallen star beasts don't seem to have received any rescue, and the Fifth Princess seems to have done nothing about the situation.

It's too far, isn't it...?

Come to think of it, if something like that were to fall on the entire continent for three days, and with the army all on the front lines, how could the Fifth Princess possibly save them all by herself?

Just then, they received a message from Marcus.

The Fifth Princess ordered them to continue advancing the battle line.

Elfa: "..."

Elfa was both amused and exasperated. Although she didn't mean to question the order, was there really such a delay in the transmission of information? The Temple of War was now blocking their valley entrance, and they couldn't get out.

In this situation... it doesn't really matter whether we push it or not.

Before the messenger could finish speaking, the army of the Temple of War at the valley entrance suddenly moved, and Elfa immediately stood up from the ground.

"Dendre!"

"We've spotted them! Prepare for battle!"

Their defensive line was a standard two-tiered formation. Elves used the high mountain passes and open terrain as cover to unleash magic and arrows, while craftsmen also set up magical cannons there. Below, forces from Kali Mountain, the dwarves, and the Demon Kingdom guarded the lower-lying opening. For the Temple of War's army to attack, they had to first traverse the unobstructed valley, then climb a mountain path to enter through the narrow opening in the defensive line—a terrain highly advantageous for defense. The valley's name, White Dragon Valley, derives from the legend that a white dragon once lain there.

The enormous corpse of the fallen star beast had long since vanished, but the cratered marks on the ground clearly indicated that a battle had taken place here.

Boom, boom, boom.

Faced with the army of the Temple of War, clad in red standard battle armor and bearing holy seals of flames and wings, and surging into the valley, intelligence reports indicated that the army numbered 10,000 on two separate occasions. However, without knowing the location of the enemy's other forces, it was not unreasonable to make any additional preparations.

Gittichu didn't stand on ceremony with these people at all. The range of the magic spear was farther than that of ordinary crossbows. After the army of the Temple of War God gathered in the front half, it immediately launched the first round of volleys.

pistol!
The spiraling magic spear pierced through the army formation, and Elfa's expression relaxed slightly; at least it wasn't an army of fully divine beings.

If these guys were responsible for all the meteorites these past few days, then they really have nothing to be polite about. Besides, as allies of the Fifth Princess, they are extremely eager to understand the cause of the strange phenomena on the continent. Gitiqiu has seen enough in the north of Crownless City over the past few months. If such things continue to happen on the continent, what will become of them?

If Ryan were here, he would definitely not back down either.

Therefore, they must win this battle.

Upon witnessing the magic spear, the enemy army drew their shields, but this offered limited defense. Even with some deflection, the spears still fell into the enemy ranks. As they entered the area, the craftsmen fired their magic cannons, and Elfa led the lake elves to their feet, drawing their bows. She glanced down; if the enemy reached the mountain path, they would be left with only Dundri and Kamesh, and their pre-planned tactics didn't intend for them to fight to the death here—

Unless other legions are also engaged in combat, Marcus's reinforcements will likely arrive soon. Even with the advantage of terrain, they wouldn't be foolish enough to fight a battle where they are outnumbered.

As the elves drew their bows, the perceptive Elfa suddenly heard the sound of wings flapping.

"what?!"

She immediately turned around and clearly heard many similar sounds from behind the ridge.

"Lake spirits! Turn your bows around! Craftsmen, listen up!!"

As the words fell, a group of angels dressed in red armor and wearing helmets circled around from behind the mountain peak, and Elfa immediately understood why they had been waiting at the valley entrance for a moment.

"Fire freely! Don't let the angels get close to the front lines!"

The elf immediately released the bowstring. Arrows are highly lethal to flying creatures with pure white wings, but angels have strong magical resistance. Therefore, the arrows protected by magic are now just ordinary arrows, but they are not to be underestimated by the power of the elven bow.

But the next moment—BOOM!!
Elfa ducked to avoid the attack, and her gaze froze for a moment when she saw a large boulder suddenly jutting out not far ahead.

what?
Before she could even wonder what kind of force it was, the protruding rock suddenly blasted out, opening a passage straight through the mountain.

"!!?"

Before she could warn the troops below to take cover, a large number of temple warriors rushed out through the passage, blocking the elves' support from both sides and cutting off the way up to meet the craftsmen.

They actually opened a passage directly in the mountains?! No... it wasn't dug beforehand, which means...

on the spot?

Elfa could guess that the enemy had positioned soldiers on the other side of the mountain beforehand, but she simply couldn't understand how they had managed to carve a path through a mountain peak so easily. Were they using the temple's weapons?!
However, the next moment, she saw a figure emerge from the gap, a figure over four meters tall, wearing silver-white armor and fur shoulder guards.

Elfa: "!"

what?
If she wasn't mistaken, the other party had also appeared on the battlefield of Weeping Valley, and Rowe had mentioned it to them as well...

Second-level god...

A look of difficulty appeared on Elfa's face, but then another loud bang came from below. She subconsciously looked in that direction and saw that the army formation of the Temple of War was right there. She didn't know how they had used some method to blast open the narrow gap!
But the level two god is clearly with her!?

"Do you even have the leisure to look anywhere else?" Arnos Crawford, the Silver Lion, swung his battle axe at her.

With a quick incantation, Elfa teleported to the top of the ridge and released her bowstring without hesitation. The swift arrow, powerful enough to pierce the rocks, was blocked by the opponent's axe with incredible speed.

She wasn't surprised at all that the other party was able to block it.

“Oh,” Arnos gave her a cold look, “it seems he mentioned me to you.”

"!"

"I'm here to wash away this shame." Arnos leaped towards her.

The Elf Queen had just pulled away when she saw the entire mountainside crack open. Her eyes widened in disbelief... What a joke.

Compared to when they fought against the Goddess of the Machines, even if they had the ability now, they wouldn't have the environment. The 10,000 troops of the Temple of War and the Angel Legion would never give them a chance to besiege them.

"Trying to escape? I won't give you the chance."

Elfa was startled, and before she knew it, Anos, a figure over four meters tall, had appeared behind her, bringing his battle axe down on her.

Swish.

The moment she made contact with the Elf Queen, Elfa used a secret technique to twist herself into a near-liquid state, instantly flashing dozens of meters away and floating in the air.

"Not bad skills," Arnos commented. "That's why he was worth killing."

The next moment, as he charged forward, Gittichu's figure suddenly appeared, pressing him down into the mountainside from below. However, Anos grabbed him and threw him down the mountain like a cannonball. Just as he raised his battle axe to jump down and chop, he was interrupted by Elfa's powerfully chanted magic.

"whispering sound."

Arnos snorted and slashed at her again. The heavy pressure seemed to be able to split the entire mountain in two. Even though Elfa dodged at the first moment, she was still grazed by the second blow. Even though she used her staff to block, she still crashed heavily into the mountain and fell down with a groan, holding her shoulder.

She knew the difference in strength; if she were hit head-on, she might not even be left with a corpse. There was nothing she could do but try to hold her off.

The enemy actually... sent a level-two god to the battlefield right from the start?!

Gritting her teeth, Elfa released her hand from her shoulder, ignoring the blood seeping out, and gripped her staff once more amidst the battle between the elves and angels.

"... "

Without saying anything more, Arnos swooped down and crashed into the mountain like a blur. Just as Elfa was about to dodge, she was slammed into the mountain by a heavy punch halfway through her flight. Just as Arnos was about to retaliate, he was hit by another punch. The power of the punch left him momentarily stunned.

Who is it?
The person standing there forcefully blocked the punch that Arnos was throwing back. She glanced at Elfa, who showed a helpless expression.

Marcus...

A slash of an axe blade appeared, and Marcus, who had dodged it, was left with a wound. He simply grinned and sent his opponent flying, crashing into the army formation of the Temple of War.

Just then, a purple arrow shot straight down from below, causing Marcus to stumble. The ingenious mecha girl, Bella, then appeared from the side.

"Lord Marcus!"

Marcus groaned and straightened up. A purple stain appeared on his chest armor, and holy purple light was corroding his divine body.

Elfa immediately realized that there were other level-three gods in the enemy's camp!
She then glanced away and saw that, apart from the arrow that had been shot from who-knows-where, the red-clad figure that Dundley and Kamesh were fighting together also appeared to be at the level of a third-tier god.

Marcus: "These fucking bastards."

One after another, purple lights emerged from all directions within the army formation. Elfa became alert, spinning her staff and struggling to create a barrier of lake water to resist the attack, gritting her teeth in frustration.

"Have you read the letter?" Marcus suddenly asked from behind.

“…I believe you.” Elfa paused with difficulty.

“Forget it, you can tell him yourself,” Marcus snorted unhappily, “so you don’t get yourself killed and then blame it on me.”

"??"

Elfa didn't understand what he was talking about for a moment.

Anos, wielding his battle axe, leaped back up and shattered her barrier with a single blow. Elfa, writhing in pain in both arms, fell to the ground, but Marcus behind her did not come to her aid as expected.

Faced with the devastating attack from the battle axe, Elfa barely managed to dodge. The mountain path where she had been standing collapsed completely. She swallowed hard and braced herself with her staff, but a wave of pressure caused blood to gush from the corner of her mouth, and she fell to the ground again.

Arnos swung his battle axe at her once more—

Alfa, who was already on the verge of being unable to avoid the attack after a few more times, endured the excruciating pain while casting her spell. Just as she was wondering what Marcus was doing, a figure suddenly stepped over her and steadily caught the opponent's battle axe with her sword.

"Really...didn't I already tell you not to send me over when things are about to go wrong?"

“Heh,” Marcus chuckled, “I think she can hold out for a few more rounds.”

Looking at that vaguely familiar figure, Elfa, sitting on the ground, stared blankly. What... what is this...?

If this isn't a hallucination...

“Love Brook—” Arnos’s gaze fell to ice as he looked at the man before him.

Dressed in all black, Luo Wei looked at him indifferently: "It's been a long time. Did you enjoy what happened last time?"

"You guy!!!"

Their swords and axes clanged together, and Elfa's eyes widened uncontrollably.

"Luo... Luo Wei!? Why are you here? Shouldn't you be dealing with the meteorites falling from all over the continent?"

Lo Wei turned his back to her and didn't look at her, but instead gripped the sword tightly in his hand.

Are you talking about that matter?

He said slowly, "Didn't you read the letter?"

"It was already resolved on the very first day the star began to fall."

(End of this chapter)