The Evil God Summoned by the Saintess

The alarm sounded like a death knell, immediately stirring the tranquil city into chaos.

All the soldiers rushed up to the city walls, covering every direction.

They anxiously watched the outside.

Especially the direction from which the alarm originated.

Their expressions were even more bewildered, filled with pessimism about their fate.

In battles between transcendent powers, ordinary soldiers also have a role.

Some war machines, once using magic crystals as a source of magic power, can also be operated by ordinary people.

These war machines, like giant magic cannons, were moved onto the city walls, each requiring several or even dozens of people to operate.

These magic cannons looked like they were crafted from vine-like threads, a special plant that could channel magic power, used by the Elf Race as a substitute for array runes.

When demon silhouettes appeared from afar, the commander quickly gave orders.

"Charge up!"

Hilia, having arrived on the city wall, looked over to see a row of brightly lit magic cannons glowing with an emerald-green magic color, with a terrifying magic storm slowly brewing inside.

Rose was also watching.

He checked the patterns on these magic cannons carefully, unable to help shaking his head: "These things were outdated even a thousand years ago, and the charge time takes almost half a minute, which would be enough time for the enemy to attack ten times over."

Hilia felt the terrifying magic inside, "Well, this cannon is really powerful though, I can’t withstand it."

"You can dodge."

"Uh..."

Rose said calmly, "When I was preparing to confront the Pantheon, aside from my own strength, the world’s technological level has also advanced. This kind of immobile turret needs to charge in intervals of 0.1 seconds, meaning it has to fire ten times a second to be viable, and while having powerful strength, it also needs tracking capability. Otherwise, it can’t hit high-tier mages, only these mindless demons."

"Tracking?" The thought of a cannon that an ordinary person could use, with projectiles that would curve back after being dodged, made Hilia shiver.

What a terrifying weapon of war.

Boom!

As they were speaking, the magic cannon finished charging, and with a series of flashes, massive orbs of light shot out, crashing into the demon horde rushing in, with continuous roaring sounds.

Eventually, the dust settled.

The crowd, anxious with anticipation, looked toward the bombarded area.

The target gradually became clear, and the bombarded area was filled with flashes of polluted light, with blocky gemstones scattered everywhere, along with other shaped stones and stone powders.

However, before they could relax.

The roars of the demons emerged from within the dust cloud.

"Roar!"

The next moment, more demons charged through the bombarded zone, continuing their assault on the city.

"How... are there still more?"

"Could they not have been killed?"

"This is too frightening!"

Everyone panicked.

City Lord Bastuya remained serious, having anticipated this scene, and did not panic like the others.

His voice echoed across the city wall.

"Continue charging up!"

The cannon began charging again.

At the same time, the guard’s mage unit assembled.

As no demons had been spotted in other directions for the time being, all the mages had come to this direction, looking at the demons charging from afar.

Bastuya looked seriously towards Hilia, "Miss Xiluo, please help deal with these demons, just hold them off and let the magic cannons finish them.

"The number of these demons is somewhat unexpected, differing from what the Royal Court Guard had reported. Apologies for the trouble."

Hilia carefully scrutinized, using the Mage’s Hand to scan with spiritual power.

"About two thousand demons remain, the previous bombardment killed around a hundred. The killing effect is okay, but these demons seem experienced with magic cannons, they’re actually dodging them."

Hilia openly shared the information.

Bastuya was shocked, "What, they’re dodging?"

"Their special evolutionary method makes dodging quite obvious, doesn’t it? Just give them a bit more time, and your magic cannon’s killing power will diminish."

Hilia flew out.

"But, these few demons are not enough to fill the gaps in my teeth. Don’t bother charging the cannon, watch what I do."

Bastuya hesitated, "Could it be Miss Xiluo wants to face all these demons alone?"

"Is it that difficult?" Hilia asked in confusion.

Beside her, a helping Tier Four Mage couldn’t help but interject, "Of course it’s difficult. Do you think you’re Miss Elina? With so many demons, just a shout could shake you to death. Don’t be reckless, Miss Xiluo. Even two thousand flower pigs charging would be hard to handle, let alone these special demons."

Apart from the City Lord, Hilia, and Phil, Bastuya had also called three Tier Four Mages to assist, to act as the core of the mage team, helping the cannons on the city walls control the demon horde, allowing the cannons to output.

They weren’t arrogant enough to think that the three of them could casually decimate demons that appeared to be only Tier Two or Three.

The retreat of the Investigation Team and Royal Court Guard had already awakened them from their high-tier mage arrogance.

"Thank you for the reminder, but these few demons are not difficult. Add ten times more, maybe I’d be worried, or..."

Hilia paused without continuing.

She was about to say that having Tier Four demons would be more of a challenge.

But with these demons having their defense weakened and weaknesses more exposed.

They’re like weeds by the roadside, easy to cut down at will.

Boom!

After a new round of artillery fire, Hilia charged over.

Bastuya hesitated for a moment, deciding to see what Hilia intended to do.

To determine if she was arrogant or genuinely capable.

If it’s the former, then sending more help is not too late; if the latter, she would be the savior of the entire city!

Beside him, Rose smiled, watching Hilia enthusiastically rush out, amused.

"That Hilia, she immediately forgot the promise to the bishop, itching to act when she sees these demons."

Rose shook his head, unconcerned.

If it were him, he might make the same choice as Hilia.

When you hold a whip in your hand and there’s a patch of tender grass before you, with a single whip strike capable of cutting down a row, who could resist?

Clearly, Hilia couldn’t.

Seeing Hilia charge forth, with the City Lord staying silent, the soldiers preparing to charge the cannons stopped, confused.

But soon, their confusion turned into shock.

Hilia charged into the demon horde, where the once overbearing demon horde—where a single volley killed a hundred demons—now looked like roadside weeds. As Hilia unleashed a round of magic sweeps, they froze in place, shattering in the next moment into heaps of minerals.

"This..."

The town and other Tier Four Mages were also shocked.

Only Phil remained calm.

As for Rose, he began to look forward to the scene where the Elf Royal Court suspects ’Xiluo’ is ’Xi’, leading to suspecting Hilia’s identity.

What? Remind Hilia?

Oh... forgot.

Really.