Chapter 59 The battle to defend the city
"Golden Armor Enhancement!"

"Negative double defense!"

"Prayer to the Goddess of Life!"

"Keep going with your strength!"

After Yerven had bestowed enough support magic upon his teammates, he took a deep breath and placed the black iron scepter across his chest.

Ambro, Sally, Alvis, and Einbert nodded in understanding, and the four of them stood in each direction, surrounding Yervin in the center of the team.

At this time, the monster in the front was about to rush to the side of the "Glorious Knight".

call out! call out! call out! call out! call out!
Einbert shot five arrows, accurately piercing the heads of five goblins. Without any pause, Einbert took out another arrow from the quiver, not even bothering to aim, and plucked the bowstring again.

Alvis was holding a giant axe and wearing armor. The magic "Earth Coming" had been activated at some point. With a stomp of his foot, a crack appeared in the ground, and monsters fell into it one after another.

Sally was like the god of death in the night, her figure was elusive, and as a snake-shaped dagger kept leaping, several monsters had their throats cut.

As for Ambro, he was the most simple. He stayed closely beside Yervin, wielding 'Lilo Maya'. Any monster that approached him could hardly survive a single move from him. Even if they were touched by the edge of 'Lilo Maya', they would have difficulty surviving. The strength of a glory-level adventurer was evident.

However, no matter how tight the defense is, there will always be loopholes, not to mention this almost endless army of monsters. Although Ambro and his three companions can block most of the monsters, there will always be some that slip through the net.

However, these fish that escaped the net were blown away by the invisible strong wind before they could attack Yervin. This was the magic "Flying Wind Wall" that Yervin had arranged for himself in advance.

"Development of the essence of magic power."

"Magic ripples."

"Ring of Condemnation."

The monster army outside had not yet caused substantial damage to Yervin, thanks to the protection of his companions and magic. He cast three spells to enhance destructive power in one breath. Even though Yervin was a golden-level adventurer, his face turned slightly pale. Most of the magic power in his body was consumed in a short moment. After calming himself down, Yervin began to chant the spell:
"In the Hell of Fire, the flames that burn the sky are wandering, wandering among the tiny flames, burning cleanly, burn! Burn! Burn! When the red fire burns out, the world will turn into a sea of ​​​​flaming flames!"

"A raging fire is burning the world!"

Advanced Magic: Fiery Fire, has one of the widest attack ranges among advanced magics, and is also extremely powerful. However, the difficulty of chanting the spell is higher than that of the 'Moonlight' which is also an advanced magic. Yerven is very careful in chanting each section. Not to mention the backlash of magic power, if a magic riot is released among adventurers, the consequences will be serious.

Fortunately, there were no problems until the last section of the chant was completed. The red rain of fire had gathered in the air, the temperature around was constantly rising, and even the air was slightly distorted.

Yervin was sweating profusely. He tried his best to control his magic, wanting to unleash the maximum power of a raging fire that would set the world on fire.

"fall!"

Following Yerven's angry roar, a huge rain of fire fell. The vision of the adventurers in the distance was covered by a sea of ​​red. Not only was fire raining from the sky, but flames were also rising from the ground where the monsters were standing. A huge curtain of fire suddenly rose up, and under the attack of the flames from above and below, a large number of monsters were reduced to ashes before they could even scream.

The rain of fire was still falling. After being strengthened by three spells, the spread of "The Raging Fire" was increased by nearly half. However, it was just a drop in the bucket for the monster army. After burning hundreds of monsters to death, the flames gradually weakened. After being trampled by the monsters in the rear, only sporadic flames remained of the original huge flame curtain.

"kill!"

As Ambro roared with all his might, the voice filled with fighting spirit exploded in the ears of all adventurers.

Ambro, holding the 'Liramaya', leaped out from the spot like a cannonball, swinging his sword and directly using his best fighting skills. "Sweep the enemy!"

The dark giant sword continued to dance wildly, the fighting spirit was stimulated through the blade, and several meters long sword energy shot out, forcing a bloody path through the monsters.

How could ordinary monsters withstand the destruction of the indestructible sword energy? Wherever the sword energy passed, goblins, elves, and wind wolves had their limbs separated. Ambro rushed towards the deepest part of the monster army along the bloody path opened by the sword energy.

Behind him, the people of the 'Glorious Knights' followed one after another. Their target was simple: those powerful monsters at the rear of the monster army, such as the Cyclops. Human power has its limits, and the 'Glorious Knights' could only try their best to delay those monsters that posed a great threat to the adventurers. As for those lower-level monsters, they still had to rely on the power of ordinary adventurers.

"Come on!"

"kill!"

After Ambro took action, the adventurers and the city lord's soldiers who were waiting in the rear also rushed out at the same moment, waving their weapons and rushing towards the army of monsters.

"Light ray!"

"Acid Rot Technique!"

"Explosive Missile!"

"Water spikes!"

"The ground is sinking into quicksand!"...

The magic that the magicians had prepared long ago was released towards the monsters like fireworks. Although they were all basic magic, the combined momentum of nearly a hundred magicians releasing these magics was even stronger than Yerven's advanced magic just now.

The colorful magic was like a grenade. Those low-level monsters did not have strong magic resistance. A basic magic could kill three or four of them. Under the attack of hundreds of magic spells, the number of monsters was reduced again.

This is already the limit of what Rose Lowe can do with all his current combat power. The number of monsters that originally surged in was reduced by nearly one-fifth due to the long-range attacks of the city defense cannons and magic.

But even so, the number of remaining monsters is still terrifying, and now they can only fight in close combat.

In a moment, the adventurers and soldiers were fighting against the monsters.
The scene became extremely chaotic at one point, with only the flashing of swords, flying blood and flesh, and magic that was as bright as fireflies.

The silver-level adventurers headed by Corrivo naturally would not focus their energy on low-level monsters. They were all powerful warriors who had cultivated their fighting spirit. A team of all members working together would not be any weaker than a gold-level adventurer. Corrivo held a silver sword in his hand, and with one strike of the sword, a monster's body was torn apart. The same was true for his teammates. Having struggled as adventurers for half their lives, these low-level monsters were not challenging at all for them.

"Boss, it's the Minotaur!" Corrivo's teammates shouted, pointing not far away.

Corrivor also saw that the minotaurs were definitely powerful monsters, and the best of them had a certain level of intelligence. They were usually hard to come by in the Sroda Forest, but he didn't expect to encounter more than a dozen of them at once this time. Each minotaur held an axe in his hand, and kept exhaling from his wide nose, mooing from his mouth, and his eyes were full of blood.

"Let's go! We must not let them go in front!"

　It’s Double Eleven, time to shop, please vote for recommendation

(End of this chapter)