Chapter 188 Eliminating The Archers

After Elysia killed the initial contingent of archers on the roof, she jumped off the roof and dashed towards the next set of archers on the neighbouring building.

The group of at least 8 archers all aimed their bows at Elysia and reinforced their shots with wind. This made it impossible to dodge and so when they fired it was as if they were shooting bullets. Letting go of their strings, the arrows headed straight for Elysia.

To Elysia however it made no difference. She stared directly at the arrows that were coming at her without even trying to block or dodge. When in her hybrid fire-fox form, her beastly instincts took over, getting rid of most rational thinking.

The arrows lodged themselves into Elysia's body, but they still missed any vital parts and shortly after they were turned to ash.

Once Elysia was close enough to the building, she pulled out her spear and slammed the handle on the ground, propelling herself up onto the roof. Landing at the far end of the roof, she faced the 8 elves that were preparing to fire again.

With the spear still in hand, she condensed her flames around it and threw it at one of the archers. Stabbing directly into his chest, fire bursted out from his body hitting a few of the elves next to him.

The burning of the bodies healed Elysia from the arrow wounds, bringing her back to being fully healthy.

Still having a few archers left, Elysia dashed towards them, however despite the chaos next to them they still kept their composure and opened fire at her.

More arrows flew towards Elysia and this time she tried to dodge, taking into consideration that getting hit from so close would not just hurt her but also ruin her momentum. The arrows skimmed past her skin only to be devoured by the flames.

Pouncing at 2 of the archers, Elysia grabbed them by the face and dragged them along the roof while she ran to the remaining few elves. They went to fire again, but this time she used the bodies as shields causing the elves in her hands to die.

Throwing the bodies at the elves, she then created fire spears that replicated her normal spear and threw them as well. The fire spears flew through the air at great speed and, once they reached the elves, they pierced through them cleanly, leaving a smouldering hole in each of their bodies.

Finishing off the elves on the current building, she grabbed her spear and swapped it out for her bow. Wanting to be quick so she can return back to Shaman, she positioned herself so the elves on the roofs ahead were somewhat in a straight line.

Pulling back the sting, Elysia's bow was engulfed in blood-red flames creating a much bigger-looking bow.

Stretching as far as she could, the fire arrow formed and flames violently shot out from the tip.

Sweat went down Elysia's face as she was consuming quite a lot of mana. This made her even more thankful to her upgraded fire, for otherwise it would have cost even more. Condensing the flames to the point of the arrow she struggled to hold it any longer and was forced to let go of the string.

Upon being fired, the arrow exploded creating a beam of fire that headed straight for the archers along the roofs. The buildings were partly incinerated as the beam passed by, and just as Elysia hoped, she managed to kill a lot of the elves that took position on the different roofs.

"Shaman." Hoping it was enough, she quickly turned to go back to where Shaman was fighting. However, she suddenly stopped when she saw the same aura from the skeleton knight.

"N-no." Elysia panicked about Shaman's trauma as she didn't know if there were any lingering effects.

Rushing even faster she saw Shaman and Silver standing next to each other to her relief.

"Shaman, Silver!" Sliding on her feet, Elysia stopped herself right next to Shaman.

"Good timing, now we just need Clara."

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<Clara POV>

Similarly, to Elysia, Clara went around to kill the elves on the other side as quickly as she could. Lightning crackled around her feet, enhancing her speed enough to get to the other roof before the elves could even fire.

Once she was on the roof, she slashed with her blade whips, killing some of the elves instantly. The rest, having had enough time to prepare their arrows, fired as quickly as they could.

Arrows flew towards Clara, but her speed made it easy to dodge without getting hit. Retracting her whips to their sword form, she went up to the elves decapitating and stabbing them. Once the first roof was cleared, she used her lightning to quickly travel to the next set of elves.

'This is too slow.' Clara needed to hurry back as the elf commander is much stronger than the normal elves and she knew it wasn't going to be an easy fight.

'Maybe I can create a sort of storm to do the killing for me.' Clara had an idea and although it would take a good chunk of mana, she had enough to spare.

Landing on top of another roof, she joined her swords together like she did back in Ebonscale. Lighting engulfed the whip blades transforming them into a great sword made of lightning.

Raising it into the air, she focused her mana and the sky began going grey, indicating it was working.

Sweat ran down Clara's face and her hands shook from the amount of mana being used.

'Just a little more.' Soon after booms of thunder were heard as purple lightning struck Clara's sword. The great sword glowed brightly as streaks of lightning came down, destroying the surroundings, even nearly hitting Clara herself.

Putting the great sword to her side, she took a moment to breathe before she initiated the attack.

'I wanted a thunderstorm, but I can't, so a massive lighting slash will have to do.' Clara intended to incur a storm, but as she was trying, she felt the drain on her was too great so she opted for something simpler.

Once she caught her breath, she sprinted along the roof while dragging the sword behind her. Once she had enough momentum, she did an overhead slash creating an arc out of lightning that was five times the size of her.

Once her sword hit the roof, the slash was sent forward across multiple roofs. Due to how volatile the lightning was, it destroyed many buildings just through the repeated strikes that came off the slash.

However, Clara wasn't safe from this as when her sword hit the roof it caused it to collapse and she ended up falling through. The weight of her makeshift greatsword didn't help, and she ended up falling through the second-floor, landing on a table on the first floor and breaking it in half.

"Damn! I knew I had a fat ass, but didn't think it was that heavy." Cracking a joke at her expense, Clara pulled herself up from the table.

"I doubt I killed them all, but at least now we can deal with the commander without a rain of arrows." Clara realised her strike wouldn't have been enough to reach all of them, but it was enough that it wouldn't affect their battle.

Stretching out her body and cracking a few joints, she quickly returned her whip blades to normal and ran out of the building.

Upon exiting, she saw the destruction Elysia caused as the entire house line was set ablaze by her red flames. The scene was rather nice to look at as it wasn't often to see blood-red flames and seeing it being used on a larger scale was mesmerising.

Shaking her head, she quickly headed back for the church as she also noticed the familiar aura.

"No way." Clara felt goosebumps cover her body as it was much stronger than the last one and it was terrifying to think there was something similar here.

'Good thing I finished quickly.' Not slowing her pace, she arrived back in time to join the group who were all watching the dark elf commander transform.

"Good everyone is here." Shaman felt her heart be at ease as now everyone was here to fight the commander.

"Wait, why does he have a demon sword?" Clara saw the blade in the elf's hand and noticed it resembled one that she saw back when she was young.

"You know about it? It's the same as Silver's weapon but it was able to change form." Shaman was surprised to see Clara recognise it as she didn't with Silver's scythe.

"That's because I never got a look and I only remember the sword, so it didn't click that it was the same weapon." Clara had a flood of memories of the weapon on display and when she looked at Silver's scythe it did indeed represent the same weapon.

"Anyway that's not important, we need to kill it." Shaman didn't want to get distracted as the burst of aura was calming down, indicating the fight was about to begin.

"Haaaaa~." Breathing heavily the elf was covered in black armour with purple accents while the sword in his hand was covered in a mist.

"Careful everyone." Shaman called out as everyone prepared themselves mentally for the battle to come.