However, even with Red Ghost joining the battle, Cresia was still handling it with ease, merely lacking an opportunity to counterattack for the moment.
Blades clashed. Red Ghost was responsible for powerful cleaving strikes, while Blue Ghost handled swift, aggressive assaults.
Their coordination was seamless. But it only served to balance the scales, delaying their inevitable defeat a little longer.
All these details were analyzed by Niubao through her vision.
As for Samimi, she couldn’t discern any details at all.
This duel between the strongest warriors fell squarely into the priestess’s blind spot of knowledge.
Samimi was only a Magic Manipulator.
No one understood magic better than her, but when it came to sword duels and the application of Battle Aura, she was completely clueless.
The fight between the Twin Heroes and the Hero Sword Saint looked like nothing more than a performance to her, one she was quite enjoying watching. She didn’t even realize her team was at a disadvantage.
And since the two ghosts wouldn’t let her provide support, what else could she do but watch?
Besides, even if the two ghosts couldn’t win, it didn’t matter.
She still had Sister Niubao and the Twin Shield Axe Heroes guarding her left and right. Once the Twin Heroes had dragged the Sword Saint to exhaustion, they could swoop in to claim victory and add insult to injury.
The Twin Heroes’ swordsmanship might not match Cresia’s, but their stamina was certainly superior to that of a human Sword Saint.
So their tactic was simple—fight dirty and drag it out. Just stall.
With a priestess on the team providing constant healing, getting injured was no big deal. The twin ghosts were tough and resilient.
No matter how strong the Sword Saint was, she was still just an ordinary human body. Trading injuries for injuries was the optimal solution.
For now, though, they were still in the long and boring warm-up phase.
The Twin Heroes had not yet activated their Blood Qi Ghost Humanization, meaning they weren’t serious yet. The true strength of the Hero Sword Saint had also not been fully revealed; she was merely launching ordinary attacks.
For the time being, this battle was at a stalemate.
“Hehehe, there’s no victory more villainous than this.”
Samimi chuckled sinisterly in the rear, talking to herself, having already quietly devised her tactics in her mind.
However, someone would not let her plans proceed so smoothly.
Suddenly, several streaks of red light flashed across the sky. Small magical projectiles streaked over the heads of the Twin Heroes and the Sword Saint, tracing graceful arcs, their landing point precisely Samimi’s position.
The smile vanished from Samimi’s face instantly. She immediately cast her strongest defensive spell, summoning a Wall of Thorns right where she stood.
The next moment, Dragon Bombs accurately bombarded the priestess’s location. Compressed fireballs embedded themselves within the thorns and detonated from the inside, instantly blasting holes into the Wall of Thorns.
While it wasn’t enough to completely destroy the defense, the fact that it could breach Samimi’s defenses was already quite terrifying.
Hiding behind the Wall of Thorns, Samimi’s face was no longer smiling, replaced by an unprecedented seriousness.
One could only say, you swordsmen have your fated battles, and we mages have our own duels.
A single exchange revealed the gap.
Samimi couldn’t understand swordplay, but she understood magic.
The opponent’s spell efficiency had drastically increased, and their explosive power was noticeably enhanced. That “Clown’s” strength had undergone a qualitative leap compared to the last time. With just nine Small Fireballs, she could blast holes in the extremely defensive Wall of Thorns.
Yet the witch’s volley of Dragon Bombs consumed very little mana.
A reversal in mana consumption had already occurred between the two sides—the defender was steadily losing, while the attacker was gradually gaining the advantage.
“What was that?”
“Magic? What kind of magic is that?”
“So fast! Can’t even see it clearly!”
“How do you dodge magic like that?”
“It exploded! The power is incredible!”
“What about the priestess? Is she still alive?”
“The wall! It’s the wall! She blocked it!”
The adventurers watching from the surroundings were even more shocked.
Where would they have seen a real duel between mages?
Not to mention, the two young women on the battlefield were undoubtedly the second and third strongest among the current generation of young mages.
As for who was first?
Of course, it was the Healing School’s [Dark Moon Mage—Alisa].
She was the first among the young mages to comprehend a Magic Domain, and the power and completion of her Dark Moon Domain surpassed both Samimi and Bemore.
Right now, everyone was more focused on the attacker—that white-haired, cold-faced girl.
They saw her holding a peculiar L-shaped magic staff in each hand, one long and one short, raised towards the sky as she calculated the firing arc.
One Small Fireball after another condensed into form around her, then were launched into the high sky like arrows, arcing over the battlefield to accurately bombard the priestess.
Samimi could only grit her teeth and defend, continuously increasing her mana output to reinforce the Wall of Thorns.
The explosions kicked up dust and sand everywhere, forcing her to eat a mouthful of grit, leaving her face covered in dust.
While this kind of attack couldn’t truly break her defense—she understood the principle of Dragon Bombs and knew the method to counter them: using dual-layered magical defense to weaken their armor-piercing effect—the continuous explosions were deafening, and the frustration of being suppressed kept accumulating, fueling her rising anger.
‘I, the esteemed Hongyi Grand Archbishop, the Demon-Hunting Nun Samimi, am I to be suppressed and beaten like this by the Clown King?’
‘If this gets out, how will I ever hold my head up again?’
But for the moment, she truly had no effective means to counter Bemore.
Three swordsmen were locked in fierce combat in the middle, blocking the distance, and she herself lacked long-range attack spells.
This time, she truly experienced the immense advantage of attack range.
She was, after all, not an Elemental Magic user but a Heretical Magician, lacking conventional long-range projectile magic.
“Hmph! As if!”
“You think just because Bemore evolved, I, Samimi, would stand still?”
“[Blessing of the Goddess]!”
“[Holy Rose Phantom Sword]!”
Samimi immediately cast an Amplification spell on herself, her hands waving frantically.
The next moment, a flying sword condensed from deep crimson mana shot into the sky, directly intercepting the incoming Dragon Bombs.
She even placed a Thorn Crown on Niubao’s head, just to summon an additional Rose Phantom Sword.
Two swords flew together, intercepting the attacks mid-air.
Above the central battlefield, where the Twin Heroes and the Sword Saint fought, sparks and fragments of shattered mana occasionally rained down, creating an utterly chaotic scene.
Samimi and Bemore engaged in this long-range magical duel, creating a spectacular sight.
This magical showdown was destined to become an unforgettable memory for those southern adventurers for the rest of their lives.