The moment the Captain's voice rang out, the entire line of knights and archers released their spells at once.
Their hands glowed with radiant light as beams, bolts, and condensed spheres of holy mana surged forward like a storm that had been waiting to be unleashed.
Swoosh! Broosh! Voooshnn!
The air itself trembled as the concentrated energy tore through it, leaving behind streaks of brilliance that lit up the battlefield as though a second sun had descended upon the earth.
The attacks rushed toward Borzoi.
They came fast.
They came heavy.
They came like a giant sledge hammer, ready to smash a small red turtle without mercy.
Yet Borzoi only stood there.
He did not move.
He did not dodge.
He did not even bother to raise his remaining arm to shield himself.
Instead, he just remained like he cannot wait for it to come as he laughed.
"Hahaha! Hahaha! Is this all? Didn't you learn your lesson earlier?"
