Someone came rushing in, not caring if it was a private meeting of the elven council.

The person who went inside was just an ordinary soldier, and when the gazes of the council members lay on him, he wanted to hide his face, but the thought of what had happened gave him courage.

"I am so sorry to interrupt your reunion, but the dark race army is marching towards us right now!"

"What?"

They exchanged glances, got up from their seats, and went outside the castle to see if what the soldier was saying was true. It was.

Far away from the Drakonia city, an army of creatures could be seen, marching in their direction with blood lust gazes, wanting to tear the elves and humans apart.

Arthur could not understand why the enemy decided to fight there, away from the dark lands, where they had the terrain advantage. Did they have a triumph card? Arthur was not the only one thinking that, but all the higher-ups from the elves and humans had the same thought.

Their utmost confidence in winning the fight was the only explanation for them to attack there. They weren't dumb, and no way they would march in a lost battle.

"Get everyone read near the walls and in front of the gate for the fight!" Arthur said.

"Understood."

While gathering the soldiers for the battle, Arthur flew around the city to see if the enemy would try an attack from behind or from the sides.

After looking for a few minutes, Arthur did not see anyone, which meant the dark races would only attack in the front.

"That is weird. Are they underestimating us?" Arthur thought.

He returned to the main gate where all the soldiers were. Their faces weren't that good, but when they saw their king, the mood of everyone present brightened up as they remembered the strength of their king.

"With our king here to aid us, there is nothing for us to fear." One of the soldiers said, and soon that sentence spread throughout the entire army.

Arthur was happy to see that his troops had confidence in him, but still, something was off about the whole situation.

A few important people were there, such as Jane, Wisa, Kai, and Theo. If anything happened with them, Arthur did not know what to do.

Everyone present had turned important to Arthur. Each elf was part of his kingdom, and as their king, he would do anything within his power to protect them.

For that reason, Arthur joined the fight at the start, taking advantage of the enemy troops far away from the city.

He flew towards them, and when he was still far, yet closer than the rest of his army, he started to channel his spell, and this time, they would see what true power looked like.

Seven circles appeared in the sky, shining brightly, catching the attention of everyone present, friend or foe.

"What is that?"

Some creatures of the dark races did not recognize what it was, but the generals instantly knew what was coming to them.

"A tier 7 spell? That is impossible. These people never show up to deal with mortal affairs!"

Soon, a vast lotus made entirely of flames appeared in the sky, rotating from side to side, sending smaller fireballs shot at the dark race army.

It wasn't the end but the beginning. The fire lotus descended, covering a wide area, and engulfing one-third of the enemy army.

"RUN!"

They screamed and tried their best to avoid the attack, but it was impossible. A fire lotus burned them to ashes, destroying the surrounding area, but Arthur did not care about that.

One of the generals from the dark races yelled right after the attack, "keep going, this must be a one-time spell, so we still have the chance to win this battle."

"That is right; it is impossible that they can cast another attack with this level of mighty."

The dark races recovered their spirits and continued forward, aiming at Drakonia city.

Arthur could not hear any of that but made something no one present believed to be possible.

More magical circles appeared in the sky, seven of which were precise. All the dark creatures stopped when these circles appeared and yelled in despair.

"That is not possible. How is that possible?"

Soon after, fireballs rained from the sky, destroying more of the enemy army, and then, the final attack was a massive fireball similar to the sun.

The skin of the enemy army heated up before the fireball was close, and some even had their skins melted. What would happen to them if the fireball hit the army? It would mean destruction.

A vast portion of Arthur's mana pool vanished after casting those two tiers seven spells, but that was more than enough to wipe almost 90% of the enemy army, and 10% was an easy task for his army to deal with.

The elves and humans on Arthur's side were already yelling as they believed the victory was in their hands, and there was nothing that could happen to change the outcome.

Sadly, it had. A robed skeleton appeared out of nowhere in front of the spell when the huge fireball was in the middle of the sky, descending towards the dark race army. With one hand, he stopped the tier 7 spell, and with a wave of his wand, the mighty tier 7 magic vanished.

Merethyl, who watched everything from afar, had her eyes wide open, and her body trembled unconsciously.

"B-Bone Lord? Why is this fucker here?"

Arthur still remembered how powerless he felt in front of that skeleton, and no matter how many levels he increased, the gap between them was still gigantic.

Merethyl had told him this Bone Lord was considered a demigod, an existence that was worlds apart from humans, elves, and all the other races.

"Merethyl, take everyone and leave. No matter our numbers, it is impossible to fight against that thing."

"But Akhu-"

"Do it, save our people. Return to Slyvian." Arthur yelled.

He then turned his gaze back at the skeleton flying far away from where he was.

"I will deal with this bastard."

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