The card player needs to win easily

Then, smash it down hard.

"boom!!!"

With a huge explosion, the temple shook and dust fell from the top.

Purple-haired girl LP: 1000-0

Dazhi LP: 8000+8000-8000+0

"Have you come here just to offer your soul to our God?"

Dazhi shook his head and watched the purple-haired figure fall.

He stretched out a finger, lifted the motionless body out of thin air, and threw it out.

"boom."

The purple-haired girl's body fell into the corner and slowly collapsed.

The soul dispersed from her body, reunited under the green light - then disappeared into the wall of the temple, carving the figure of the purple-haired girl on the blank stone slab.

"..."

Looking at the extra field and cover card that appeared out of nowhere on his field, An Moliang drew a card with a complicated expression.

Well, in this way, isn't it completely your advantage?

"...Hmph, my turn."

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"Charge! Charge!"

The high-spirited army has successfully broken into the mechanical forces, leaving behind a pile of ruins.

(The offensive of these mechanical creations is milder than expected...)

Oram used his sword to cut through the metal demon that was rushing towards him.

The "Icon Knights" were advancing with unstoppable force, which was a very good thing...but Oram still felt uneasy.

He always felt a sense of disharmony when fighting against this group of gold and silver things.

(Is this a trap to lure the enemy in? ...No, with such a large number of them, it can't be a trap.)

The tower is vaguely visible - I believe the real enemy is hiding there.

"...Were we invaded at this time?"

An alarm interrupted Ningirsu's entire train of thought.

He had to put down the data adjustment in his hand and look at the monitor -

"The number is huge... Has the outer perimeter been completely breached?!"

Looking at the avalanche-like battle line on the screen, Ning Jiersu rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

Orcust could only hold the opponent back for a while, but he had been prepared for this. After all, it was just a discarded item he had made, which he had only modified a little to use as a guard.

But Ningjiersu did not expect that the breakthrough would be so quick.

He urgently opened several windows - and then found out the reason.

"...Damn, these guys have a signal jammer."

After just a quick glance at the message board, Ning Jiersu frowned and discovered the problem.

The mechanical units simply couldn't perform normally under such high latency—the Orcust, which could only rely on its built-in program to operate, couldn't even use half of its performance.

"We must sacrifice some troops to strengthen the transmission function..."

Ningjiersu called out several lines of command input that had already been packaged.

Then he stood up and picked up the spear he was carrying.

The purple-haired mechanical doll appeared from behind the door as if with telepathy.

"You will maintain the Tower on my behalf so that its activation can proceed smoothly."

Ningirsu gave the order.

The robot nodded obediently and disappeared from his sight.

Stroking the spear in his hand, Ningirsu showed a determined look.

"...I can't let you stop the plan."

"……What!?"

The earth's crust is shaking.

Countless mechanical troops rushed towards a certain place as if they had given up resistance.

They must not be allowed to successfully gather together - for some reason, Oram had such a premonition in his heart.

"[Magic Realm]! Have the troops use firepower to disperse the mechanical creations!"

The short wizard immediately received the order and directed the entire "Magic Realm" army to gather their spells in one place.

The action was effective—but only just.

The difference in numbers meant that the bombing of the "Icon Knights" did not achieve the expected effect.

"They suddenly became much more agile!"

The emerald-haired elf—the one Liva had seen—flew in the air with the help of wing-like armor, monitoring the battlefield and bringing Oram some not-so-good news.

"And...something big came out of the ground!"

"!?"

The clouds parted.

The sunlight shone through the colorful glass onto the smooth metal and into Oram's eyes, which were slightly widened in shock.

A huge mechanical creation, gathered together with other debris, rose from the earth and rocks, bringing with it a majestic momentum and... music that roared throughout the venue.

Driven by this giant machine, all the machines on the ground began to twist their bodies.

"Request fire support! The left wing has been breached!"

"What the hell are these guys!? Is this their true appearance——"

Amid the warriors' exclamations, this group of mechanical creations finally revealed their true fangs under the object that looked like a church organ.

Under the coordination of music, the enemy's actions achieved unprecedented coordination, like a giant orchestra.

They put together a variety of musical instruments to form a group called "Ode to God" to play sacred music.

"—"

The deafening sound hit everyone's eardrums.

"I can't hold it back! "Sacred Tree"! Requesting support—"

The leader of the "Hundred Beasts" who rushed to the front was the first to be separated in the sea of machinery - he was also the first to disappear from the "Holy Icon Knights".

After helping the last of his fellow tribesmen break out, he was submerged in a sea of metal—before that, a black figure flashed past him.

"—Contract the formation! 'Sacred Tree', 'Devil Realm'... and 'Stars'!"

Oram made a prompt decision - he immediately commanded the team to maintain defense, while he and several others rushed out with weapons.

With a dragon roar, Imduk's dragon tail swept open a piece of open space.

In the hard-earned spare time, the leader of the "Demon Realm" clan chanted an incantation - an overwhelming rain of fireballs bombarded the mechanical troops, burning a path to the "Autochorus Orchestra Mechanical Orchestra".

"——"Sacred Tree"!"

"understand!"

A faint blue light enveloped Oram - he held a long blade and rushed forward under the cover of the fire.

(As long as the "Demon Realm" can continue to suppress it, I can destroy that thing...!)

"call out!"

A purple beam of light—an afterimage left behind by its excessive speed—passed through the sky, pointing towards the leader of the "Demon Realm" who was chanting the spell.

"Zi-"

After the teeth-grinding friction sound, the rain of fire was forced to stop.

The hatted wizard flew backwards and landed on the ground.

"——"Devil Realm"! "

"I'm fine...but my magic power is overloaded and I can't suppress it!"

A protective shield, on the verge of breaking, floated over the body of the leader of the "Demon Realm".

He looked at the attacker's body that had fallen to the ground in fear—a purple spear twisted by the heat and collision.

"Damn it... who could have attacked with such power..."

"You managed the first hit...but what about the second?"

A voice that was extremely familiar to Oram came from behind.

"...!?"

"I didn't expect it to be you...but, it doesn't matter."

A purple spear assembled from the mechanical wreckage beside him, rose up, and fell into his hand.

Then, throw it out with force.

"—!"

The extremely high kinetic energy caused several rounds of impact in the air, lifting up the soil and rocks on the ground.

The leader of the "Demon Realm" coughed and watched in despair as the beam of light expanded before his eyes.

(No more magical defense...!)

"call out--"

Before the spear landed, a black shadow grabbed the leader of the "Demon Realm" and dodged the impact.

"boom!!!"

The spear sank into the hard ground, creating several grooves.

Ningirsu's gaze shifted to the man in the black robe.

(Alas... I finally got it.)

Liwa couldn't bear to watch other people fall in front of her - she was there to save people anyway, so she might as well be a good person to the end.

The card in her hand dissipated into a point of light in the air, and she pulled her hat tighter.

"..."

Ning Jiersu always felt that the person in front of him was a little familiar.

Although she was wrapped in a hat and wearing a strange mask, judging from her figure, she was undoubtedly a girl.

(She looks about the same age as Eve back then...)

If he killed her here, her family might be very sad - but unfortunately, Ningirsu was not someone who would be affected by such indecisive thoughts.

He gathered the debris around him together again and formed it into a spear.

"If I ask you to rescue these people, it will not be able to dampen their morale—"

The spear was thrown.

The purple beam shot straight up in the air, poised to pierce the black-robed girl's chest—

But Oram, who had been prepared, would not give him this opportunity.

The spear was cut off by a sword along its path and reflected onto a raised piece of earth and stone.

"Well……"

Liva rolled behind her several times and looked at Oram who helped her block the attack.

"Although I told you it wasn't necessary...thank you for the rescue!"