Now, Gewei could no longer care about so much and said, "Do you understand? Let your teammates surrender! Otherwise, we will have to kill you! I'll give you a few seconds to think about it! If you want to cast a spell, I will have no choice but to take action."

"...Oh." The silver-haired girl seemed to finally understand the situation and kicked her equally restrained companion. [Hey, Sig, it's time to get to work.]

"What...what do you mean?" The black-haired girl named Sig was originally baring her teeth at the shadow spirit beside her. After hearing this, her face was instantly filled with guilt. "What do you mean by work? Didn't they restrain me? You didn't expect this trick of theirs."

"That's not what I'm talking about." Yin replied, "You know what I'm talking about—I recognized you the moment we met."

[Wh…what?] Sig laughed, looking around as if no one was around. [I don't understand.]

Yin said bluntly: [When we first met, why did you have more magic power than Emiya and Mars combined? Your dress is already so large, why do you need such extra elasticity?]

"You threw dozens of kilograms of gold into your mouth a few days ago, eating this heavy metal as if it were food. After eating it, you can sleep for twenty hours a day."

【You, tell me again that you don’t understand? 】

Fifty-Nine Tides of the Undead (V) Dragon's Roar

【……Well.】

Gin's various strange behaviors and stories are countless, so her image is actually quite unstable.

If you think about it carefully, she's undoubtedly a rare arcane prodigy. Even though Emiya often displays impressive arcane talent, she often seems almost dull and unskilled compared to Yin. Emiya's counterspells and dispel magic were entirely taught by Yin. Sig had actually witnessed these competitions more than once.

The result was terrible, a complete 100-0 result: Emiya never successfully cast a spell in front of Yin, and all her spells were easily countered.

This should be enough to prove that Yin is a formidable wizard. However, her daily words and deeds are so different from those of the great wizards that people often can't help but wonder if she is just a little girl with a quirky talent for magic, and lacks the profound wisdom of those long-established wizards.

But Sig finally discovered that Yin was just unwilling to spend his energy on these aspects, and he just didn't even say it out loud.

Sig cautiously took a few steps from behind Yin and stood in front of her, whispering, "...You already knew this. Have you told Emiya and the others?"

Yin replied matter-of-factly, "They didn't ask. I only advocate sharing magic, not sharing it in secret. So when you accidentally claimed to be forty-eight, I didn't—"

For a dwarf, forty-eight is almost the age of adulthood.

[I'm sorry, I was wrong!] Sig admitted his mistake without hesitation, [I'm not that old!]

【oh? 】

[I’m only 24 years old this year, and my birthday is Moon Festival! ]

[How is that different from just leaving the egg?! ]

[…I’ve left childhood behind! ]

Even if one were to count the entire material plane, there would be very few species that had only just left childhood at the age of twenty-four.

And these races almost all have a unified suffix.

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On the other side, the battle has also entered a white-hot stage.

The heavy artillery fire killed Milim, signaling the end of this haunting ghost. It would be at least several days before she returned. By that time, the battle for Candlekeep would likely be over.

Now, the only enemy they have is the Shadow Spirit.

In Faerun, the outcome of a battle depends on individual strength, determination, and equipment.

However, no one can deny that the most decisive factor in determining victory or defeat is always who takes the absolute initiative.

Emiya used a method that Shadow Spirit could not predict to penetrate their defenses and drag them into the battlefield. This was the most absolute initiative.

Now, the distance between them and Haverfont was barely ten meters.

This distance is close enough anyway.

At this moment, Emilia was convinced that the balance of victory had completely tilted towards him.

Because, ever since their team successfully created multiple Holy Avengers, Emya has had absolute suppression power over weaker mages.

Because the biggest weakness of the two weapons has been filled.

This spell has a power that is disproportionate to its level, but the price is extremely severe usage restrictions.

Each weapon can only be summoned once.

Therefore, even though Emya almost turned the situation around with just this one spell in Baldur's Gate, this feat was almost a one-time thing - he could not replicate Casormier again.

But now, this problem has been solved.

He forged a new Holy Avenger and gave him to Mr. Apodale.

——The most shameless use of it is to give it to Apodel at any time in the future, and then he will be able to call on Apodel's power stably and wield his holy sword to bully people everywhere.

【Follow us! 】

He didn't have time to say anything more before following Mars and Elaster towards the gap opened by the heavy artillery.

The abilities that these shadow spirits are best at are nothing more than the following three aspects: archery and divine magic.

From current observations, Haverfont's arcane skills seem to be her unique skill, and other shadow spirits have not shown amazing arcane talents.

In such a situation, close combat is definitely advantageous for them.

The moment the gap opened, Mars and Elaster were already in action.

The paladin took the lead, rushing towards the gap like a chariot. The shadow spirits reacted quickly, and several priests who stayed by Haverfont's side immediately stepped forward and stood between Mars and Haverfont.

However, before engaging Milim, Emiya and the others had already cast numerous spells. Mars, at this moment, was a monster. He didn't even bother swinging his swords at the two unprepared Shadow Spirit priests, even though they were fully armed. He simply turned sideways and poured all the kinetic energy he had accumulated from his frantic run into them.

With a dull thud, the two priests were knocked away like kites with broken strings, and Haverfont behind them was also knocked to the ground.

But before she was blown away, she finally released her spell. Then, Emiya saw a tide of darkness surging from every corner of the cave, instantly engulfing the entire cave. Almost instantly, all the shadow spirits present disappeared into the darkness.

Even though the Holy Avenger in Emiya's hand kept the darkness outside the force field, his light magic could only illuminate the area within the force field.

—but it’s still good enough news.

This proves that although this master of illusion has an unprecedented understanding of illusion, the depth of his arcane attainments is not enough to surpass Apodel.

Now, they have become the brightest target.

Emilia's mind raced.

——This seems to be a very dangerous situation, but it is not as dangerous as it looks.

He immediately made a decision: [Let's keep charging! Yin, Xige, don't fall behind!]

Shadow spirits are used to fighting in the dark, so whether there is darkness or not has no effect on them.

The most dangerous enemy now is still Haverfont - if they disperse and reunite again, God knows whether the person standing opposite them will still be the same person.

Halffont's shadow illusions were once so powerful that even Silver was helpless. The Holy Avenger might be able to suppress this simple battlefield-altering illusion. However, once Halffont freed his hands and released the shadow sand, the situation would take a turn for the worse.

Now, the most urgent task is to maintain pressure on Haverfont and absolutely not let her continue to cast spells in peace! As long as Haverfont can be covered with the Holy Avenger, this master of illusion will be captured!

Everyone present understood the key to victory or defeat on this battlefield.

Almost in the next second, countless sounds of breaking wind rang out beside Emilia's ears.

That was Shadow Spirit's arrow.

Emiya knew how skilled these shadow spirits were with bows and arrows.

Their bodies decayed like corpses, but it seemed the decay was superficial. Their arrows were incredibly powerful, truly living up to their name as elves.

However, their team had already made sufficient countermeasures for this.

Just as the arrows were about to pierce Emya, a golden shield shone from within the protective spells surrounding him. The rain of arrows suddenly and inexplicably deflected, heading towards the rock, sinking into it without stopping. Meanwhile, the swordsinger, incarnated as Alastrid's shadow cloak, had regained his form and once again protected Alastrid. Similarly, the arrows aimed at Starsinger also changed direction without warning.

Arcane, friendly fire.

Mars' figure simply disappeared in a silver mist and suddenly appeared ten meters away, making all the arrows miss.

Yin and Xige are both masters of the arcane, so naturally they will not be affected either - that is how it should be.

Just as Emilia subconsciously turned his head to try to confirm the situation of the two, the deafening sound of rocks breaking had already sounded above his head, and the roar of sand and gravel raised a cloud of dust that covered the sky.

But Emiya didn't see Yin and Sig walking out of the smoke.

【Silver!? Sig?】

Even though Emilia really didn't dare to stop, he couldn't help but shout in his heart.

If anything happened to either of them, he would have to consider retreating.

【fine. 】

Fortunately, Yin's voice sounded steadily in his mind: [Sieg and I ran quite slowly.]

Emilia just breathed a sigh of relief, but was almost choked by anger again.

These two guys usually don't work or put in any effort in battles all year round, and it seems they are just cheerleaders. Now that the situation is so critical, they are still so leisurely!

wrong.

Emiya reacted immediately.

——This shock was exactly the same as the shock that made Haverfont escape from Candlekeep.

He had observed the battlefield before rushing into the gap. All the priests were beside Halffont. Now, these priests were all confused by the impact of Mars and Alestria and had no time to cast Earthquake.

...There is an ambush.

【Silver, watch out behind you! 】

However, on the other hand, Yin's answer was confident and even nonchalant: "I'm fine."

At this point, Yin suddenly spoke in the minds of the three of them simultaneously: [Stop attacking, Elastrid, please cast a silence spell on yourselves.]

Emiya was stunned for a moment.

Now he could only hear the sound of the two priests' weapons breaking through the wind and the sound of metal colliding wherever they touched, as well as the sound of weapons shattering and bones breaking.

This group of shadow spirits seemed to be in dire financial straits, and their weapons were of subpar quality. Facing Mars's Holy Avengers, the priests' maces were shattered by Mars's sword. The enemy standing in front of Alestria fared no better. The shadow swordsinger merely flailed with her sword, and the resulting pressure forced the opposing priest to raise her shield sideways. Meanwhile, Alestria had already struck her enemy's upper arm with a powerful hammer strike. With a deafening bang, the shadow spirit priest's arm was nearly embedded in her body.

The situation is very good, but at this time, we have to give up the pursuit?

But soon, Emiya knew what would happen if they didn't do this.

To his surprise, Elaster had no intention of objecting to Silver's words. She immediately drew back her weapon, stood in place and began to pray.

On the other side of the falling rock, a voice that was extremely unfamiliar to him suddenly rang out.

Amidst the deafening roar, there were countless tiny roars.

It was as if endless lightning and thunder erupted simultaneously in a thundercloud.

Then, the slight hissing sound became louder and louder at a terrifying speed. Finally, before Shadow Spirit could react, a noise as if thousands or tens of thousands of thunders exploded in this narrow corridor at the same time, echoing left and right in the narrow passage, interweaving repeatedly, and finally converging into a flood that could destroy everything with sound alone.

Fortunately, just before this extremely noisy and cacophonous sound wave pierced into the minds of the people present like countless sharp needles and blades, Elastrid, who was preparing to cast a spell, had already completed the spell of silencing, protecting the three of them within the range of the spell.

The shadow spirits were not so lucky.

They were originally surprised by Alestria's sudden abandonment of the fighter plane and were preparing to launch a counterattack to reverse the situation. However, just before their attack was launched, they were distracted by the strange and gradually louder hissing. By the time they realized that the hissing was extremely wrong, it was too late.

Silence reigned around Emiya and the others, but that didn't stop them from seeing even the dust in the cave tremble slightly at the roaring sound. The shadow spirits, who had just been poised to strike, could no longer help but cover their ears in agony. Even Havelfont, caught off guard, lost control of his illusion and emerged from the receding darkness.

The three people's eyes suddenly lit up. Elastri's Silence Spell was originally cast on her, and she couldn't wait to pounce on her and drew her Moon Blade at the trembling Havelfont: "——"

Then she slapped her head in frustration.

In the art of silence, even persuasion to surrender is impossible.

She was silent for a moment, placed the Moon Blade on the neck of Havelfont, who was slightly thinner than her, and dragged her back to the range of the Holy Avengers, patrolling towards the shadow spirits.

In this way, Haverfontein was completely rendered harmless.

The shadow spirit was surprisingly light. With the help of divine magic, Alestria was even able to lift her without much effort.

Haverfont's position among these shadow spirits is obviously extraordinary. Even if he cannot make them surrender, he can at least make them be cautious.

However, Haverfont's status ultimately surprised all three of them.

The shadow spirits present certainly didn't want to surrender, but they couldn't help but look away, seemingly lacking the courage to swing their weapons at Haverfont. Furthermore, they couldn't help but reveal expressions of pain on their faces as they fought—that strange roar hadn't ended yet.

Amyia was an expert archer herself, so she knew how delicate archery was—her heart was shaken, her form was severely compromised, and her ears were filled with noise.

Even if it was Emiya herself, in this state, she would probably cut herself even if she drew the bow, let alone aiming.

Without the protection of arrows, Mars became an invincible beast on the battlefield.

He removed his earplugs, plugged his ears, and then began to swing his greatsword across the cave. The last remaining resistance was ripped apart like a hurricane. Not to mention that the Shadow Spirits' weapons and equipment were not very sophisticated. Emiya often saw the Shadow Spirits' last remaining weapons being shattered by Mars's holy sword.

Just as Mars covered his ears and silently began to swing his giant sword at the shadow spirit who was having difficulty moving, Haverfont finally raised his hands.

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