The abilities of the fairies were also not formidable.�Most of the concepts were specialized for combat, probably because they had already expected a fight.

However, if the enemies were strong, it was rather a good thing in terms of luring them.

�uh?�uh?�

On the battlefield where all sorts of magic flowed, only Peope was flying around without being able to catch the direction.�

It was his first real battle, and the power of the magic that came and went was different from his own.

A flash of light flashed and approached Peope.

Surprised, Feope raised both hands and prepared to use the power of the spiral.

Sirone also reflexively mounted a photon cannon.

Their eyes widened as they checked each other�s faces.

Feope bit her lip and couldn�t make up her mind.�Then, Sirone also canceled the photon cannon and turned around.

Feope looked at her with a puzzled look, but he just ran towards the other fairy without saying anything.

Feope�s head fell sullenly.

-scale!�No more!�This is the limit!

Because fairies have the ability to fly, it was close to impossible to drive them into one place.�

However, the magicians of Sirone�s party also had high-quality movements, so they were able to lure more than half of them into the realm.

-that�s enough!

Movement is a combination of time and space.�

The moment in less than a second when the fairy entered the realm was the only timing for Arin to cast magic.

Arin squatted down and touched the ground with both hands.�As her shadow expanded like a sinkhole, the five fairies sensed a crisis and threw their bodies.

But it was already too late.

With a pop and a mental wave, the soil splashed all at once.

The fairies lost their way and swayed, stopped their wings as if they had drank pesticide, and crashed.

With half of their power gone, the demoralized fairies started screaming and running away.

While Harvest drove them away with a claw, Lian and Tess also succeeded in breaking through Kergoin�s siege and turning the switch back to normal.

As the liquid, which had risen to about a third, was sucked back into the tank, the level of the glass bead lowered.

Subjects breathed a sigh of relief.�

But even that would be torture.�A sliver of hope is just another word for almost absolute despair.

�Sirone!�now!�Smash it with a laser!�

Sirone was already finishing preparations.

Ilhwa�s drinking stops when the statue is destroyed.�With the fairies destroyed, no one would stand in his way. JrNovels.com