Amy stood up from the fire, smiling darkly, like an evil ghost running out of the deepest part of hell.
Duke Otto was so frightened that he took a few steps back. In panic, he grabbed a trembling soldier next to him and pushed him forward, shouting, "What are you still doing? Kill her! Kill her! Kill her! Go kill her!"
Amy chuckled. The terrifying laughter stirred the flames and turned them into a fiery storm. Before the soldier could stand firm, the soldier and the armor on his body were burned to death.
In the horrified eyes of everyone, Amy walked towards them step by step. With every step she took, her body swayed strangely, as if she was dancing a dance from hell.
--liberation.
——Killing.
- Burn.
——Everything, everything, disappear for me!
Amy raised her hand. The fire all over her body suddenly stagnated and contracted, and then pressed forward with overwhelming force.
The flames rolled, sweeping over the soldiers, cattle and sheep, and carts, until they disappeared on the horizon where the sky and the earth met.
The flames burned everything, leaving only a pile of charred objects that barely maintained their shape. A gust of wind blew. Those charred objects turned into dust one after another and floated to the clouds and sky.
So, nothing was left.
Amy stared blankly ahead, doing nothing or thinking about anything, just waiting calmly for the flames in her body to rekindle. When the flames enveloped her again, she seemed to have suddenly come back to her senses, and let out a series of wild laughter!
"Don't panic! Everyone spread out!"
Duke Otto calmly gave the order. But his men were too frightened to move. Duke Otto threw his hand and slapped the soldier closest to him. The soldier was holding his breath until his face turned red and he was sweating. After being slapped by Duke Otto, he finally realized that he had just forgotten to breathe.
"What are you afraid of? It's just an 'elf' level protector! You are all warriors who have resisted Sigurd!"
cried Prince Otto in a louder voice. These words not only inspired the soldiers, but also comforted himself - yes, there was only one person on the other side, and he was already surrounded by him. Even elf-level magicians will eventually run out of energy. This girl seems to have absolutely no skills in melee combat. Once exhausted, she will turn into a piece of fish on the chopping board.
"Spread out, don't gather together! Lure her into using magic on that scale! Be careful to avoid her fire! The archers keep harassing her! She will soon be exhausted!"
Under Duke Otto's series of orders, his soldiers began to move. Perhaps an elf-level magician is a hard nut to crack, but as long as you have the consciousness to crack your front teeth, you will never be able to chew it off.
Duke Otto wrapped the wound on his hand with cloth and threw his helmet aside. He wanted to go into battle lightly, and as soon as Amy showed any sign of exhaustion, he would pounce on her and kill her!
However, when Amy's dark gaze shot towards him, he still felt a sense of horror. He took a few quick steps and changed his direction slightly. This seemed like a normal move to others, but through these few steps, Duke Otto had already inserted his position between Amy and the pirate kingdom's army. If Amy attacks like before, the one who will suffer the most damage will be the Pirate Kingdom.
However, Amy seemed not to notice this and stretched out her hand in the direction of Duke Otto. Duke Otto's heart suddenly rose to his throat - this crazy woman, wouldn't she attack with the troops of her pirate kingdom?
Amy seemed to suddenly realize something, her body shook, and she lowered her raised hand again.
Duke Otto breathed a sigh of relief - indeed, his judgment was correct. In this absolutely safe position, his courage suddenly increased, and he raised his arms and shouted: "Warriors, there is no need to be afraid! They are just a group of pirates! Charlemagne - the great Augustus is waiting for us victory!"
"Augustus?"
The third time this word appeared made Amy's emotions that she had finally suppressed begin to rage again.
"wake up."
Deep in her heart, there was a voice calling her.
"wake up!"
Amy laughed like crazy
"Wake up, wake up! Wake up!"
Amy has completely lost her mind. She suddenly followed Duke Otto's example, cut her hand open with a small protective dagger, and dripped blood into her mouth.
Then, the voice came out through her mouth:
"VENI" (I'll come)
Amy didn't know where the voice came from. She's probably really crazy.
"VIDI" (I see)
Hearing the second word, Duke Otto suddenly realized something and exclaimed: "Impossible, this...is this magic?"
"VICI" (I conquer)
As the last syllable fell, the invisible flames around Amy suddenly turned into a lion. The fire was bigger and more intense than before
Amy stretched out her hand in the direction of Duke Otto, completely ignoring the group of pirate kingdom soldiers behind him.
The lion opened its huge claws and rushed towards all the soldiers on the battlefield.
If these flames are allowed to spread like this, both the soldiers of the Alemannic Alliance and the soldiers of the Pirate Kingdom will be affected by it.
Looking at the huge beast, the faces of the soldiers on both sides showed expressions of despair.
Amy suddenly bit her tongue hard.
Reason briefly returned to her almost crazy body, and the half-fallen flames suddenly changed their trajectory and gathered back to her side.
There was a sound of howling wolves. Fenrir finally stood up. After being stabbed down with a spear, the soldiers thought the big dog was going to die and abandoned it. But in fact, the spear that struck Fenrir was affected by the flames and did not hurt its vitals.
It tore apart the crowd, broke through the heat wave, picked up Amy in its mouth, and led her out of the heavy siege.
At the same time, Alemanni's coalition collapsed under the attack of the pirate kingdom.
The dark clouds that had been accumulating in the sky for a long time were finally released, and rain fell on the battlefield.
Only people who have never experienced war can have beautiful illusions about war.
Amy thought of a blind bard. He often appears in Constantiniya's tavern, using not very superb skills to sing epic stories that have been passed down for hundreds of years in the Seven Hills Empire:
"The last sunshine kisses the waving battle flag behind the hot spring gate."
"That brilliance is a memory that briefly appears in the sky."
"Wanderer, if you go to Sparta, please tell the citizens there that we died here and obeyed their orders until death."
"The soldier who wrote these lines looked towards the land of his hometown."
"Eh? Whose justice are those tears falling to the ground for?"
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