The remnants of the Divine lingering in the Extreme North are merely remnants after all.
As long as the Wizards wish to, there is absolutely no chance they cannot be eliminated.
It's just... casualties are unavoidable.
Booster and Gard flew silently at the front, with the Wizards of the Nolan Continent following behind them.
In terms of numbers, they've already decreased by a quarter compared to before.
The Wizards' total assault this time had no special strategy, they simply kept tightening the front lines inward.
As if an invisible giant hand, closing in, thoroughly sweeping the Extreme North.
In such a situation, there will always be a point where this invisible hand first encounters the gathered Divine Believers.
The direction Booster and Gard were responsible for was such a dangerous direction.
And the facts proved this true.
"Have you informed all our comrades?" Booster quietly transmitted to Gard.
