Bone King: Welcome the Birth of the King.

Chapter 446 Saving the Day! Saving the Day? The Elf King Appears!
After issuing such an order.

Marshal Valyria felt both relieved and somewhat dejected, which undoubtedly indicated the failure of his tactical plan.

Is it really a tactical issue?

Valyria slowly raised his head, a hint of bewilderment showing in his aggressive gaze.

A formidable enemy of that level!
It has far exceeded the scope that tactics can predict and control. In other words, in the face of an enemy whose power surpasses that of a demon god, are tactics still useful?

Valyria was unaware, and deep down probably didn't want to know the answer.

At this moment!

The front lines of the war.

Tens of thousands of elite troops of the theocracy were blocked in front of a small jungle hill with neither fortress buildings nor treacherous terrain.

Describing this place as a "small hill" is an exaggeration; it's nothing more than a common earthen slope.

That's why it's described this way.

This was probably because the Church needed to save face, and it was used as a report and excuse for the defeat in the war.

It's such a simple location!
It has become an insurmountable chasm for tens of thousands of elite troops.

But they only have one enemy!
Countless soldiers of the Holy Kingdom hid behind lush trees, some peeking out cautiously to look at the location of the earthen slope.

I saw.

At the very top of the earthen slope, a young-looking elven girl sat alone on a small chair.

Beside him lay a magical longbow, incongruous with his short stature, and on the other side of the chair was a quiver containing arrows.

Such a lovely, elfin girl!
However, it took the lives of nearly a thousand soldiers of the Theocracy and even rendered tens of thousands of troops of the Theocracy unable to move.

In the realm of legends and tales, such as those set in the "Heroic Altar," the opponent would likely be the kind of heroic figure that bards love to sing about and spread, capable of influencing the battlefield single-handedly.

but!

As an enemy, facing such an opponent, a commander would likely feel a sense of powerless anger.

"hateful!!"

Hugh, the vice-captain of the "Civilization of Fire," inwardly wanted to shout something.

From a tactical perspective!
If they encounter strong resistance, the troops can certainly use flanking maneuvers, especially in a large forest like the one in front of them, where there is no place that cannot be bypassed.

only……

If there is only one enemy, then such tactics are meaningless. They are even more ineffective if pursued by such a highly mobile enemy.

The tens of thousands of troops were like sheep on the grassland, destined to be slaughtered one by one by hunters.

The current standoff is more like a helpless compromise!

Vice-captain Hugh leaned against the thick tree trunk, racking his brains for a solution, his back already soaked with sweat.

"What an unpleasant brat!"

Vice-captain Hugh thought to himself, his gaze turning somewhat somber. Analyzing the opponent was also part of the strategy:
"Unfortunately, this little imp's expression never changed from beginning to end; he was practically a living doll."

Of course, the other party is not a puppet, but a living being with flesh and blood.

Just at this time!
Bang!
Suddenly, a magical firework rose from the rear camp, pierced through layers of forest, and exploded in the sky.

The sound wasn't very loud.

But the light it released in that instant was so dazzling that it instantly attracted the attention of everyone present, even in broad daylight!
"What is this?" Vice Captain Hugh was taken aback for a moment, then his expression changed. He did know about this arrangement.

Once a signal is generated.

Frontline troops should proactively abandon offensive operations and shift from confrontation to defense.

Vice-captain Hugh didn't understand why such an order had been issued, but as a member of the battlefield, he naturally had to obey the command's arrangements.

"Gather!"

With the issuance of the command,
The troops, scattered in all directions, gathered at the pre-determined location.

Vice-Captain Hugh's face gradually revealed an expression of pain and reluctance; such an order had effectively disrupted the stable situation.

The troops were dispersed to avoid enemy attacks, but now that they are suddenly brought together, a large number of soldiers will be exposed to the enemy's view!

really……

"what!"

"what!"

"what!"

"...!"

Screams began to rang out.

The elven girl remained as emotionless as a puppet, raising her bow and arrow to fire.

It was just a single arrow that was shot, yet it transformed into a rain of arrows that descended from mid-air. What's even more infuriating is that...

These arrows could actually avoid the trees and bushes in the jungle and accurately hit the soldiers of the Holy Kingdom!

"asshole!"

Hearing the screams of his comrades, Deputy Captain Hugh clenched his fists, blood welling in his eyes, but he had no choice but to continue carrying out orders.

The only good news is.

The screams meant that the soldiers were not dead.

Based on previous intelligence and speculation, the arrows shot by the elven girl likely abandoned destructive power in favor of spreading ability.

This will result in a decrease in power and accuracy.

- Swish!

In an instant.

A dense, sacred energy, like a white shooting star, sped from afar and appeared in everyone's perception.

A sun, composed of white light, descended upon the battlefield, its holy aura spreading rapidly like a tide!
Semi-transparent feathers fluttered in the air.

A construct, radiating divine light, with a yellow halo above its head and possessing three pairs of wings—one large and two small—appeared on the field.

The radiant archangel, headless and legless, stands silently in everyone's sight, holding a golden scepter symbolizing royal power.

A faint scent of herbs wafted over, clearing away the stench of blood from the battlefield!
At the moment when the radiant Archangel appeared.

The entire battlefield fell into an eerie silence!

"The highest-ranking angel!"

Vice-Captain Hugh's pupils dilated, and his whole body trembled involuntarily.

The low morale of the Church soldiers surged rapidly in an instant, and everyone erupted with intense emotions.

"why?"

Vice-captain Hughes hadn't expected the marshals to have such a contingency plan, but this also made him even more puzzled.
"This is a high-ranking angel with the power of a demon god. Why switch the troops to defense when such power has been deployed?"

Boom!

As a radiant archangel who summons demons, he doesn't have any opening remarks; after confirming the enemy, his three pairs of wings flutter.

The enormous, divine body flashed.

The radiant archangel had already appeared above the elven girl's head.

The elven girl, who had remained expressionless like a doll throughout, showed a change in her blank gaze upon seeing the angel radiating holy light above her head.

"So...warm..."

The elven girl didn't seem to speak often, which made her voice somewhat intermittent as she tilted her head back to feel the sacred light.

At this moment, they even gave up resistance!

The radiant archangel suddenly swung his golden staff, smashing it down on the elven maiden below.

And as the attacked party.

A smile appeared on the elven girl's stiff face, as if she had received some kind of redemption.

"Won!"

This was the thought that arose in the hearts of everyone in the Church.

All eyes were fixed on the golden staff, its light and shadow swirling in mid-air, as if they could already see the elven maiden reduced to a pile of minced meat. A crisp "clang!" rang out!
The golden staff was deflected in mid-air by some force, missing the elven girl's body and crashing to the side.

Boom!

The enormous roar shook the ground.

Smoke and dust billowed into the sky, and the shockwave that followed blasted the elven girl sitting atop the hill away.

It was at this time.

A ripple suddenly appeared in the sky.

A purple-haired elf riding a giant butterfly monster emerged from stealth and caught the elf girl who had been blasted away.

A powerful impact!

The giant butterfly monster staggered and flew backward a distance.

"Cough...cough..."

The elven girl weakly raised her head, blood flowing continuously from her earlobes, eye sockets, and nasal cavity.

Clearly, even though she dodged the fatal blow, the aftershocks of the Archangel's all-out attack still severely injured the elven girl.

"Really!"

Imina hugged the elven girl, took a potion from her pocket, and poured it into her mouth, speaking in a tone that was both scolding and worried:
"He almost died. Even if he was terrified, he shouldn't have been completely unresponsive."

"What's going on? They actually sent you to hold off the Theocracy's forces all by yourself. At your age, you should be younger than that brat Garcín Ho, right?"

Infusion of therapeutic agents.

The elf girl's injuries healed somewhat, and her dull pupils regained a spark of life as she looked at Imina, her savior.

There was no gratitude in the elf girl's eyes, but rather a hint of resentment!

"Hey!"

Imina glared at her: "What kind of look is that? I just saved you."

During this period of time, she came into contact with many elven tribes and found that these forest elves seemed to have some mental problems.

A holy light flashed.

Whoosh!
The Archangel of Glory raised his golden staff, relocked to his target, and with a swift movement, charged toward Imina, who was in mid-air.

"The King Crown Butterfly!"

Imina's expression changed, and she disregarded the forest girl, immediately letting out a loud shout.

The royal crown butterfly swiftly dodges the attack with its translucent wings, deftly darting back at a 90-degree angle.

Unfortunately!
The difference in skill level is enough to negate any so-called skill.

The Archangel of Glory easily caught up with the Flower Crown Butterfly and once again swung his golden staff weapon.

A sharp, piercing sound exploded in the sky!
Imina gripped the "magic gun" tightly with both hands, fine beads of sweat appearing on her forehead, her amber pupil fixed on the scope.

boom!
Bullets flew out.

A crisp "ding" sounded.

The golden staff was deflected slightly again, allowing Imina and the Queen Butterfly to narrowly avoid the attack.

Seeing this, Imina showed no sign of relaxation; instead, her tension only increased.

She had never seen the Radiant Archangel before, but the moment she saw him, she could sense the difference between them.

That suffocating feeling of being extinguished!

It made her body tremble uncontrollably; it was an indescribable and irresistible sense of oppression.

If it weren't for the "magic gun," she wouldn't even have the chance to resist on her own. Even now, she can only offer a token resistance!
"Royal Butterfly! Let's go!"

Imina had no intention of staying to fight the Theocracy; her sudden intervention was simply because she couldn't bear to see the young elven girl die.

"Hiss—" The Crowned Butterfly hissed, its translucent wings emitting specks of fluorescence that enveloped its entire body.

Invisibility Scales!

The King Butterfly's scales scattered, causing it, along with Imina and the elven girl riding on it, to disappear into the air.

Below in the jungle.

"Invisibility detection!"

Vice-Captain Hugh instinctively activated his magic, and at the same time used the second-tier "Elephant Ear" ability to immediately lock onto the location of Imina and the others.

"over there!!"

Vice-Captain Hughes gave a warning at the top of his lungs, unsure whether the Archangel of Light would obey the command.

Under everyone's gaze.

As if he had heard the warning, the Archangel of Light turned his body, facing the air in front of him to the left, and suddenly released a holy light from his body.

"Sacred Imprisonment"

The white energy transformed into a binding force, instantly enveloping the area in front.

"hiss--"

The Crowned Monarch butterfly struggled to reappear.

not good!

Imina's pupils contracted as she saw the radiant archangel emanating terrifying holy energy once again, and her face turned pale.

It seems that because the enemy avoided the two previous physical attacks, the Archangel of Glory has clearly given up on using physical attacks this time!
Click!

The golden tin staff made a shattering sound.

It transformed into golden fragments, surrounding the radiant archangel, and then formed the purest divine energy that flowed into his body.

"Extremely good at striking"

An astonishing and terrifying burst of divine energy.

The energy gathered before the Archangel of Light and finally transformed into a pillar of light that shot towards Imina.

at the same time!

Located at the rear of the religious command headquarters.

Inside a separate tent.

Dressed in paladin armor, Zetsuki sat on the ground without any regard for appearances, his eyes fixed on the nine-linked rings in his hands that made a "crackling" sound.

And in the spot to the side.

Tang Zheng sat quietly on a wooden chair covered with soft cushions, his eyes slightly closed, then suddenly opened.

——Click!

The clicking sound of the nine-linked rings stopped abruptly.

"What's wrong?" Zesshi Zesshi seemed to have sensed something, revealing a puzzled look on her face.

"he came."

Tang Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, then smiled and spoke.

"Oh."

Zesshi Zetsumei's heterochromatic eyes gradually turned cold. He put the nine-linked rings in his hand aside and stood up: "Any suggestions?"

"If we want to achieve victory directly, we should probably use the same method as dealing with the Silver Armor."

Tang Zheng chuckled silently.

"Hmph." Zesshi Zetsumei snorted lightly, clearly rejecting the suggestion: "I'll do it my way!"

Meanwhile, on the battlefield...

As Imina prepared to activate the magical mark on her hand in the face of the terrifying beam of holy energy, a detached and arrogant voice rang out.

"Sunlight bursts forth!"

An even more intense light collided with the sacred pillar of light, and the two forces canceled each other out in mid-air before dissipating completely.

(End of this chapter)