Isaac, having set up the force field wall, sheathed his knife and drew his pistol.
"The crown of lilies shall stand above the lion's feathers—"
He solemnly chanted and pulled the trigger towards the sky.
A white bullet flew into the sky.
Then, a complex spell formation unfolded in the sky.
Countless pure white beams of light continuously fell to the ground and then exploded.
These explosions had no effect on Isaac's troops, while his enemies were blasted into bloody fragments.
The young soldiers cheered in response.
Isaac only smiled.
He spoke with a calm voice, "Stay calm everyone, prioritize your own safety—I'll support you from the back!"
But at that moment.
From the rear positions on the opposite side, similar shouts could be heard.
Through the screen, it clearly transmitted to Annan's side:
"—Captain, that demon spellcaster's magic is too powerful; our brothers can't break through!"
