"Just watch."

Just then, Frilian moved.

She did not sing.

Not a single syllable was uttered.

She simply tapped the bottom of her staff lightly on the ground.

"Boom."

A soft sound.

Then, the whole world fell silent.

All the enemies rushing towards them froze in mid-air at the same time.

Whether it was the Aresian soldiers wielding spears or the Kali warriors launching a surprise attack,

Or perhaps a dark sorcerer preparing to unleash magic.

Their movements, their expressions, the frenzied killing intent in their eyes—all were frozen in that instant.

Time seemed to have been paused.

"This...this is..."

Shakti opened his mouth wide, unable to utter a single word.

She saw that around those frozen enemies, space was undergoing a visible distortion.

It wasn't an elemental disorder caused by magic, but a deeper, rule-based collapse.

"【Destruction Lightning Magic】".

Frilian uttered four words calmly.

next second.

Boom!

Black lightning appeared out of thin air!

That wasn't lightning falling from the sky, but rather emanating from within each frozen enemy body.

A destructive light suddenly burst forth from their limbs and internal organs!

There was no screaming.

There was no struggle.

Thousands of enemies were struck simultaneously by the black lightning.

From the inside out, it was completely decomposed, annihilated, and transformed into the most insignificant dust.

A gust of wind blew by.

The battlefield, which was just a moment ago teeming with people and filled with deafening shouts of battle, was instantly deserted.

Only less than three hundred allied soldiers remained, standing there dumbfounded.

And on the high platform, there were two figures who were equally stunned.

One strike.

It was just one strike.

Thousands of well-trained adventurers, including many LV2 elites.

That's it...?

Not even a complete body was left behind.

The entire sewer system fell into a deathly silence.

Only the moonlight poured down through the hole in the ceiling, torn open by the battle.

It illuminated the scorched earth that had just been plowed by black lightning.

"It's...it's all cleared up."

Frillie withdrew her staff, turned her head, and looked at Lynn.

Those emerald green eyes remained calm and composed, as if they had merely swatted a swarm of flies.

"693, thank you for your hard work."

Lynn nodded, and then his gaze finally fell on the huge siege machine.

The Ares soldiers on the siege chariots were now terrified.

They trembled, trying to maneuver the chariot backward, but the heavy steel behemoth appeared incredibly clumsy in the face of fear.

Lynn ignored them.

His right hand slowly rose.

"This body is the bone of the sword."

A deep chant rose from his lips.

As he chanted, golden magical pathways began to light up beneath his feet.

Countless loops, like living things, spread rapidly.

The entire underground cavity was bathed in a solemn and majestic golden light.

An indescribable sense of oppression began to permeate the air.

The blankness on Chardo's face was finally replaced by an unprecedented fervor.

"Haha...hahahaha!"

He laughed loudly, his laughter filled with excitement and fear.

"This is it! This is the feeling!"

"Come on, kid! Let me see just how much of a surprise you can bring me!"

221. Here, he is God.

Chardo acknowledged Lynn's strength. Without further hesitation, he charged towards Lynn like a cannonball, unleashing tremendous force!

Beside him, Alphia's silver eyes also shimmered with a strange light.

She didn't move.

Her gaze was fixed on Lynn, on the ever-spreading golden path surrounding him.

As one of the most outstanding mages in Yullari, she could sense that a completely new set of rules, entirely different from those of this world, was being constructed.

A realm of swords that belongs only to that man.

Chardo's figure, like a meteorite falling from the sky, hurtled straight toward Lynn with a whooshing sound that tore through the air.

He didn't even use a weapon; his fist, powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, contained all the strength and momentum of a Level 7, aimed directly at Lynn's head.

He wanted to use the most direct and violent method to test just how capable this man who excited him really was.

However, Lynn seemed not to see him at all.

His eyes were slightly closed, completely absorbed in his own singing.

"Its body is made of steel, and its blood is made of fire."

The golden magical energy flow spread even more rapidly, and its light grew even more intense.

The air in the entire underground cavity began to become hot and dry.

"court death!"

Chardo roared, increasing the force of his punch.

In his view, the fact that his opponent was still chanting while facing his full-force attack was the greatest insult to him.

The devastating punch was about to land on Lynn's head.

A petite figure stood in front of Lynn.

It's Freylan.

She remained expressionless, only raising the staff in her hand.

"【Protective Magic】~`."

A thin, almost invisible magical shield appeared in front of her.

Boom!

Chardo's fist collided violently with the thin shield.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a dull, muffled thud.

Centered on the point of impact, a shockwave visible to the naked eye spread out with a deafening roar!

The entire underground cavern shook violently, and countless pebbles fell from the ceiling.

The shockwave blew them about, forcing them to spit out their mouths and groans.

They stared in horror at the scene unfolding before them.

Chardo's fist, powerful enough to flatten a small mountain, was actually blocked by that seemingly fragile shield!

His fist could no longer penetrate even an inch.

"what?"

For the first time, the arrogance on Chardo's face turned into genuine shock.

He could feel his power crashing into nothingness, being completely dissolved and absorbed in an incomprehensible way.

This elf...

Her abilities are definitely more than what they appear to be!

"More than a thousand swords have been made by hand."

Lynn's singing continues.

Cracks began to appear in the space around him, as if something was forcibly squeezing in from another world.

"Get out of here!"

Chardo roared, and his other fist slammed into the shield.

"Boom!"

Another muffled thud.

A tiny crack appeared in Freyland's shield.

Her brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

"You've got some skill."

She gave a flat comment.

Then, she gently tapped her staff forward.

A gentle yet irresistible force rebounded from the shield.

Chardonna's massive body was actually affected by this force.

It was pushed backward for more than ten meters, leaving two deep ravines on the hard ground.

"you……"

Chardo steadied himself and looked at Frilian in disbelief.

This elf actually managed to force me back with just defensive magic?

Her level... could it be LV.7?

No, that's not right!

It's impossible for Yullari to exist at an unknown LV.7!

Just as he was filled with doubt, Lynn's chanting entered its final stage.

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