Edwina and Natalie, this troublesome duo attempting a jailbreak, have been intercepted by the enemy.

 

This is quite normal. If anyone could easily escape from the crucial strongholds under the Eternal Throne, their secrets would likely have been exposed to all.

 

After slaying two shadow scouts, those eerie quasi-living beings, like bloodthirsty wolves catching a scent, immediately swarmed towards the direction of the holy light, engaging in fierce combat with the two lady knight.

 

Edwina and Natalie fought while advancing, but these foes employed extremely bizarre tactics.

 

They not only had to guard against the poisoned weapons, concealed throwing weapons, and ranged magic that the enemies might throw at any moment, but the opponents also frequently ingested potions that could significantly increase their combat prowess. Even for Sky-tier individuals like them, being surrounded by a group of Mithril-tier adversaries made the battle quite challenging.

 

As Miss Natalie mentioned, unless their heads were severed, ordinary physical injuries seemed incapable of causing fatal harm to the members of the Eternal Throne. The battle quickly reached a stalemate.

 

“Holy Radiance Slash!”

 

The sword, emitting a golden glow, swung down, while the towering man in front crossed his arms to block the lethal strike aimed at his vulnerable neck. After a prolonged battle, Miss Paladin, whose initial strength was not at its best, found that the intensity of the holy light surrounding her attack had significantly diminished. Consequently, her Sky-tier full-power slash failed to break through the Earth-tier opponent’s defense.

 

The golden sword only penetrated one-third of the depth of the man’s arm. Nevertheless, he seemed oblivious to any pain, madly grinning. Astonishingly, he intended to use his physical strength to trap Edwina’s sword, forcibly preventing her from withdrawing!

 

Simultaneously, three others in the besieging group launched coordinated attacks. A staff swung, releasing a dark fireball aimed at the restrained Holy Knight’s back!

 

The three consecutive fourth-tier magic spells, “Dark Flame Burst,” would likely cause severe injuries if directly confronted with the physical body!

 

“Edwina! What are you doing!”

 

Natalie, with a similarly dimmed golden glow enveloping her shield, forcibly pushed back the enemy she was engaged with, withdrew to assist her teammate against the three fireballs. She retreated a few steps to join forces with Edwina, but her aura noticeably weakened after the previous exchange.

 

Edwina, relying on the spatial manipulation she had just executed, came up with a quick solution. She followed the example of her experienced comrade and swiftly kicked the opponent in the groin!

 

“Ah-woo!”

 

Taking advantage of the man’s rapidly changing expression and the momentary relaxation of his strength, the Holy Knight quickly retrieved her weapon and stepped back to join Natalie.

 

“This move is quite effective, huh? Is this the experience of the predecessor? Learned something!”

 

A fleeting thought passed through the pure-hearted Holy Knight’s mind.

 

“Thanks, Miss Natalie! You’re a big help!”

 

Edwina urgently communicated with her companion in a hushed voice, but it was unclear what exactly she was referring to.

 

“Don’t waste words, be careful and be ready for the next attack!”

 

The large man, whose partially severed arm began regenerating as soon as the holy sword was withdrawn, kept his face pale and remained motionless, holding his crotch. However, the others showed no mercy, providing no breathing space for the two women, and continued launching a relentless storm of attacks.

 

The two lady knights could only lean back-to-back, mutually supporting each other, barely holding on.

 

“Miss Natalie, this won’t work. We need to find a way to break through!”

 

“I know! But it’s okay, we just need to hold the line. Reinforcements will come soon!”

 

“Are you talking about those people outside? How can you be sure they’ll…”

 

“Trust me, I won’t be wrong! I sense her presence, cough…”

 

With a low growl, Natalie once again repelled the strange enemies whose arms extended like snakes, taking quick breaths.

 

Her condition was not better than Edwina’s, even worse, but unlike the pampered daughter of a prominent family, Natalie, who worked as an adventurer, faced bloodshed and life-or-death situations regularly. There was no doubt that Miss Natalie’s combat experience and resilience surpassed Edwina’s.

 

Clad in Knight armor, she was like a true white lioness, showing no signs of fatigue until she exhausted every last drop of strength.

 

In this situation, to be honest, it was mostly within Natalie’s expectations. She never thought that the two of them alone could charge through this perilous stronghold.

 

Originally, Natalie had a different plan, but after noticing certain things, she chose a more prudent approach on the fly.

 

Natalie felt it—in the approaching crowd, that extremely familiar, fiery light that shone like a flame.

 

She’s here.

 

“The second one, Heaven’s Blaze.”

 

Like the resonant hum of morning bells and evening drums, for some unknown reason, a clear chant reached the ears of everyone on the battlefield. Shortly after, the dim dome was illuminated by a crimson flame, and a swirling rain of fire descended.

 

Hundreds and thousands of arrows split from a single shot, falling into the midst of the bizarre enemies transformed by intense battles, instantly turning them into violently burning fireballs.

 

“Ahhhh!!!”

 

“What is this fire, and why won’t it go out!?”

 

“The enemy has reached this place! Everyone, prepare for battle!”

 

The undead creatures, now roasted, howled in pain. Meanwhile, at the center of the encirclement, Edwina and Natalie miraculously suffered no harm.

 

“Crimson Flame Flora! It’s really you!”

 

Natalie looked with delight at the familiar figure of the red-haired legend tearing through the enemy formation and rapidly advancing towards them. For her at this moment, the legendary flower was like a refreshing rain after a long drought, soothing her to the core.

 

“Be careful, ladies. The crisis is not over yet.”

 

A refreshing breeze swept through, revealing a casually dressed, middle-aged man with freshly shaved facial hair and lively black hair. Fearlessly, he reached the side of the two women, confronting the enemies attempting to take advantage of Natalie’s distraction.

 

“Wind Rise, Cloud Surge!”

 

A fierce wind arose, forcing the female cultist with the short crossbow to step back continuously. She was pressed so hard that she couldn’t even open her eyes, and the arrows she shot were forcefully redirected, piercing into another undead creature.

 

In the moment of astonishment, the man elegantly emerged, gracefully flowing like a gentle breeze behind the woman. The longsword traced an elegant arc, effortlessly tearing the opponent into pieces, both graceful and swift.

 

It was like a dance in the wind.

 

“So, so amazing!”

 

Edwina widened her eyes.

 

Judging by the speed and attacking power demonstrated by the man, his strength probably surpassed hers. Even if not at the legendary level, he must be at the pinnacle of the sky.

 

The key was his masterful swordsmanship, a profound skill in the art of the wind. Despite both being sky-ranked, Edwina found it somewhat challenging to visually capture his movements.

 

Moreover, the person who brought down a rain of fire just now, effortlessly killing at least dozens of enemies with a single move, was addressed by Miss Natalie as Crimson Flame Flora. Wasn’t she the renowned and powerful archer, one of the three legends of Courage City?

 

Who could be attacking this place?

 

If Edwina and Natalie felt an instant relief, for the cultists of the Eternal Throne, the current situation could be considered a disaster.

 

“There are too many enemies! What’s going on? Did the front-line troops all get wiped out?”

 

“No, what about Lord Leopold? Hasn’t he finished organizing the experimental data? Why hasn’t he issued a retreat order yet?!”

 

“Forget about that, brothers, let’s get out of here!”

 

“Run where? The outside is surrounded like an iron bucket. Without Lord Leopold, where can we run? Damn it, first, take care of these two women for me!”

 

Frenzied, fearful, and mostly plunged into chaos, the undead, under the command of what seemed to be a mid-level leader, howled and launched an assault towards the center of the encirclement.

 

In order to besiege the two paladins, these undead mages and backline fighters were on the outer edge of the encirclement, all exposed to the blades of the kingdom’s strong warriors, resulting in instant heavy casualties.

 

The close-combat specialists among the undead, in turn, were held back by Edwina and her team, making it difficult for them to reinforce. They could only abandon their positions and rush to eliminate the enemies at the center of the battlefield.

 

“Hey, come on!”

 

The wind-controlling swordsman laughed heartily, using a rotating storm to counter-charge into the enemy forces. Wherever he went, people fell like dominoes, and even the sky-ranked cultists couldn’t stop his movement and slaughter.

 

The master of the hurricane, excelling in group battles, in this environment, Nicholas’s role was no less than that of a true legend.

 

Following closely, more black-clad female assassins and high-level adventurers arrived at the battlefield, launching fierce attacks.

 

The vast hall turned into an unforgiving meat grinder, with black and crimson blood splattering everywhere. With the continuous arrival of reinforcements from the outside, the overall strength of the cultists, visibly inferior, began to crumble, falling one after another, and their formation descended into chaos.

 

The victory was certain.