When the Demon Lord sheathed his sword and stopped unleashing his sword energy, the girl's wind barrier also crumbled. The magical techniques ceased, and both sides rested, beginning to carefully observe each other.
Sherry focused her mind, scrutinizing the heavily injured Demon Lord Philsa with a mixture of hatred and surprise.
The Demon Lord removed his mask, revealing a face quite similar to Philsa's, even more cold and resolute.
However, there are still some differences.
Philsa possesses a pair of azure-blue "Cold Eyes," while the Demon Lord's eyes are of different colors, azure on the left and red on the right, which is terrifying.
The one who stopped Fred from delivering the fatal blow to Philsa was the young girl who had been by Philsa's side during their meeting at the Eagle Palace.
She had red hair and blue eyes, a slender figure, and wore a dark brown coat in a color that didn't suit her age.
As the owner of the emblem, especially at this moment when she is releasing the power of the emblem, she is surrounded by a wind curtain with extremely strong external wave force.
It was this girl who, at some unknown time, obtained the Divine Wind Emblem and inherited Priscilla's power to fight against the Demon Lord.
Since then, the Demon Lord, preoccupied with the enemy before him and pondering why she had inherited this emblem, had unusually neglected his surroundings. A large group of archers from the Knights of the Order, doing their utmost to conceal their presence, stealthily approached the three.
The Demon Lord only snapped out of his daze when the footsteps of the second batch of knights' swordsmen came from afar outside the Ice Capital, indicating their impending arrival on the battlefield.
At this point, the ice-sculpted city, more than half of which was in ruins, was already tightly surrounded by a special force composed of the Silver Wing Knights and the Obsidian Knights.
Archers surged from the tops of the staggered buildings, aiming their sharp arrows at the enemy. Swordsmen, a step slower, would later appear to join the battle. Judging from the current situation, the Demon Lord Fred had no chance of escape.
As Shirley picked up the injured Philsa, she looked around at her companions who had helped her, her heart filled with indescribable gratitude.
Sherry was heartbroken to see the bloodstains on her companion's shirt.
Just moments before, the emblem told her that Elfons, also known as Philsa, in the ice sculpture city, had suffered a crushing defeat in a battle against the Demon Lord and was on the verge of death.
With permission from the temporary commander-in-chief of the two knightly orders, Fang Ente, she immediately led the fastest archers in the existing force, along with the dual swordsmen known as the "Wind Dancers," to the destination to carry out the rescue.
At this moment, the "Wind Dancers" also arrived at the outer edge of the battlefield, pouring in from all directions to encircle the center of the city. From here, one could already vaguely glimpse the endless stream of sword light flowing from their hands.
Regardless of who he is among the demons, facing a large number of soldiers with both ranged and melee combat capabilities, his chances of winning are extremely slim.
At the archers' leader's command, volleys of arrows rained down into the sky, aimed directly at the earth and the enemies on it.
Prior to this, Sherry picked up her companion and retreated away from the range of the arrow rain, keeping her distance from the Demon Lord, and observing his every move from the sidelines.
Fred's retreat was blocked by the Wind Dancers.
And blocking the way was the girl who inherited the divine wind.
The emblem on the Demon Lord's hand shone brightly once more, adding a white, illusory glow to the 1.5-meter-long sword.
The crescent-shaped sword energy drawn from the waist burst forth like a flower, scattering into hundreds of scattered vacuum blades, more numerous than the rain of arrows, fiercely clashing with it.
The surrounding buildings, affected by the powerful fluctuations of ice magic, suffered further damage on top of their already dilapidated state.
Several archers standing above unfortunately fell, and before they even hit the ground, they were crushed by the Demon Lord's magical energy fluctuations.
After a fierce standoff between sword energy and arrow rain, Sherry saw the Demon Lord sheath his sword, but he still did not surrender.
He was enveloped in the light emanating from the ice emblem, his entire body transforming into a bright white afterimage as he leaped into the air to continue fighting against the relentless rain of arrows.
The Demon Lord weaved through a rain of sharp weapons that seemed to fill the sky.
Sherry also raised a bow and arrow formed from wind magic, attempting to aim at the Demon Lord amidst the barrage of arrows. The clear vision granted by the crest would significantly improve the accuracy of her archery.
Unfortunately, Shirley had never practiced archery, and her eyes kept wandering, making it impossible for her to accurately grasp the timing of releasing the arrow.
Even though she now possessed superhuman vision, it couldn't compensate for her lack of shooting skills. She fired several arrows in succession.
Even though she could generate arrows with magic in a short time, giving her the advantage of almost no firing interval, unfortunately, none of her arrows hit their mark.
The demon lord, who transformed into white light by the power of the emblem, dodged the rain of arrows in mid-air in a serpentine manner. Unexpectedly, he changed direction and charged towards Sherry and Philsa, attempting to strike them directly.
In the instant the white light struck, Sherry activated her emblem with her consciousness. Almost simultaneously, her body became translucent and enveloped in emerald light, transforming into a beam of light itself, an emerald-colored light.
Knowing that the Demon Lord's main target was Philsa, she disregarded the consequences of slowing down her movement speed and picked up her unconscious companion to move quickly together.
She and her companions dodged the attack with the speed of the wind and leaped into the air.
Following the standoff on the ground, the two sides once again engaged in a fierce chase in the air.
The two had never met, and the pursuers failed to catch the escapee.
However, the white and blue tracks have already intersected dozens of times.
The white meteor bit the tail of the emerald meteor and chased after it relentlessly, while the latter, despite its burden, was no less fast.
The archers' eyes couldn't keep up with the two people competing in mid-air, so they all put down their bows.
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