Amera didn't feel herself until she hit a wall. Her technique hit the same kind of shield that surrounded and protected the dark leaders from before.
This time she knew exactly who was behind this, the dark phoenix mages.
"As if this will stop me!" Amera's voice echoed all over the world while her face showed her resolve. She intended to use her ultimate technique at the moment to counter and crush that shield.
However she underestimated her enemy too much...
"Humph... A little girl like you should be playing with toys, not spears!"
Suddenly a lash of light appeared from within and hit her body hard. She flew high in the air before another flash of light lashed over her body from above.
In mere seconds, her body slammed heavily on the ground while feeling immense pain all over. She even gushed blood out of her mouth while her eyes started to get cloudy.
"I won't let you stop this!" That old man's voice came from above. She saw him, he was a giant mage holding a spear with both arms like he was holding a rod.
"The dark giant clan... Damn!" Amera coughed while she watched that mage descending fast towards her with his deadly spear.
If she got hit, she would die. Her body gathered up the last ounces of strength and made her vanish from the spot.
"Boom!"
The spear hit empty ground, creating a large cloud of dust. The mage turned around but he didn't search too much for her, after all he wasn't the only one trying to kill Amera.
"Where are you going, princess? Roar!"
The vulgar dragonair girl who kept her silence all this time suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Amera wanted to activate her ultimate technique with the remaining strength left in her, and she tried to head directly towards the leader's place.
But she was interrupted by the dragonair girl and her annoying roar.
She stopped midair before her body fell on its own towards the ground. "I won't let you die this easily," yet the dragonair girl appeared beneath her while opening her mouth.
She wanted to burn her to ash using her deadly black fire.
"Bang!"
Yet at this moment the shields of the sect were all lowered at once. At the same time the offensive arrays and deadly traps were successfully activated.
"What the hell...?!!" Just before the dragonair girl could release her fire breath, an attack hit Amera.
Both got separated from each other, and this helped to buy Amera quite some time.
"I'll help stop them," the dark giant clan mage said, "come with me."
"I won't move before killing her," the dragonair girl roared in anger while flying fast from the ground. However, even before she could get near Amera's spot, she got hit with another attack that sent her far away.
"Leave her alone," the dark giant clan mage shouted in urgent tone, "she can't do anything anyway. We need to stop them from reaching that shield."
It wasn't only the dark giant clan mage who moved to stop the incoming large number of mages and cultivators, but also many leaders came out from inside the shield plus tens of thousands of enemy mages and monsters.
However the arrays and deadly traps triggered by Deem and Gor played a great part in killing and wounding many, while buying precious time for everyone.
"Keep moving forward!" Doaf's voice thundered across the entire battlefield, "we have to stop them if you want to live!"
He had to lead everyone, mages and cultivators, to attack that group of leaders. This was the only chance they had. If they failed, then this world was done for alongside their lives.
He looked hastily for Woo but he couldn't find a single trace either of him or other top sect leaders. And so Doaf had to take charge of everyone, hoping no one would slack here.
There was no room for doing this wrong. Once they failed, they would die and this world would be lost for good.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Sounds of endless explosions erupted all over the world. The clashes that erupted between the two sides were really brutal from the start.
However Doaf never stopped pushing everyone forward. The rear enemies they left at the sect turned their blades and tried to stop them from behind.
However he didn't care about that either.
Nothing cared now except for getting that nasty portal shut down at any cost!
However the moment they got so near to the shield, they faced a lot of struggle coming from the leaders who stepped forwards.
"Woosh!"
"Bang!"
"Boom!"
All kinds of special abilities rained down their heads. The most vicious were the fire breaths of the dragonairs which killed mages and cultivators in large numbers and no time.
This kept going on while Doaf kept pouring everything he got. He even stepped there and started to spar with many leaders alongside his and Nicole's elites.
But this wasn't even close to what they needed to do.
"Damn it!" Doaf was thrown in the air by a sneaky spear attack from one of the giant clan leaders. He stood up from the ground while watching many of his elites thrown in the air like a bomb just exploded there. "We can't even scratch that shield!"
It looked hopeless from all aspects. The only positive thing was the fact that the portal needed time to get activated.
However, what was the point in having time without having enough strength to get use of it?
"On me!" and yet Doaf didn't lose any hope as he led his men in one more charge towards the shield.
Apart from his and Nicole's forces, the cultivator side was struggling. Their top fighters were lost and only those who came in second lines were there.
However they weren't any close at all to be a match for those leaders.
"Leave the leaders to us!" At some point Doaf realized this wouldn't give any good result at all, "stop any other troops from interfering!"
As there was no role for them in such a high end battle, Doaf had to organize things more. Those cultivators would do a brilliant job against the normal troops of the enemy.
And they were numbered in tens of thousands, not a small figure to be taken lightly.
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