I Was Excommunicated from the Order of Holy Knights

Massacre of the Selection Army Occurs Just After Crossing the Bridge

The soldiers momentarily hesitated, unable to advance any further.

“What… what was that?”

“Damn! Is that a mage?”

“What kind of magic is this…?”

A spell that unleashed power greater than a cannon shot in a single strike.

In an instant, fear swept over the soldiers, making them hesitate to go forward.

However, the voice of their commander, who stood right behind them, began to ring in their ears.

“What are you doing! Hurry up and advance! No matter how powerful that magic is, it’s just one person!”

“Move now! There’s an army of thousands behind us!”

With the commander’s voice echoing from behind and the piercing gazes of many comrades upon them, there was a genuine killing intent in their eyes instead of simple warnings, prompting the soldiers to push forward despite their sense of danger.

“Damn… well, it’s the same dying here or there…”

Thus, the soldiers armed with weapons continued to march alongside others, reluctantly.

Following them, the other mercenaries of Mansfeld, who had hesitated for a moment, had no choice but to advance as well.

Their mission was to cross this bridge and defeat the enemies.

With no other options available, they could only run forward with a simple hope that that magic was merely an illusion.

As they crossed the stone bridge and set foot on the opposite land, the soldiers began to spread out and get into formation, casting glances at the mage.

Fortunately, after the recent strike, there were no signs that the opponent would launch the same attack again, allowing Mansfeld’s mercenaries to hastily set up their attack formation as they reached the other side.

In just a few seconds, the trained soldiers of Mansfeld quickly assembled their ranks.

Although countless soldiers were still pouring in from behind, at least they succeeded in reorganizing their disrupted formation from crossing the bridge for continued combat.

With infantry deployed at the front and mages and gunmen positioned behind them, the gunmen took aim at the mage standing before them.

“Die! You filthy mage!”

-Ta-ta-ta-ta-tang!

The mercenaries of Mansfeld accurately aimed their guns at the visible enemy.

However… even though their bullets clearly hit the mage, he exhibited unexpectedly little reaction.

Although they had anticipated this through their previous attack, they realized that the opponent’s abilities were indeed extraordinary.

Seeing this, the mages began to prepare the best spells they could use while holding their wands.

“This was originally a spell meant for the enemy’s main forces…”

“If he can withstand an attack of that strength, then he must be at least a high-level… maybe even a high mage.”

“We can’t drag this out against such a being. Let’s finish this quickly!”

The mages of Mansfeld, ranked around levels 4-5. Though not many in number, they still held confidence in their individual abilities.

They believed that if they combined their powers, they could take down even a high mage above level 7.

With that thought, they simultaneously unleashed their spells toward the heavily aggroed mage.

“Die!”

The magical power gathering at their wands abruptly transformed into magic and began flooding out.

-Kwa-kwak-wang!!!

Flames soared, ice exploded, and lightning rained down at the horrifying scene of destruction.

The shockwave echoed, causing tremendous noise from all directions, and right after, smiles began to spread across the mages’ faces.

“Did we get him?”

“Direct hit, we landed it properly.”

“He’s definitely turned to dust.”

With a mix of slight doubt and anticipation, the mages smiled.

Although they were briefly surprised at first, they thought that the mage’s decision to take on the enemy alone without the protection of infantry was foolish.

But then…

“…Tch… that actually hurt…”

“!”

“What… what?!”

In the next moment, a woman’s voice emerged from the smoke.

Then, slowly emerging was the mage, who had just taken the formidable combined attack from the mercenary mages head-on.

Standing there with a calm expression and one hand extended forward.

“What… what are you? W- what is this?”

“No… it can’t be, that last strike was… on a level surpassing cannon fire!”

“How could a spell capable of demolishing castle gates be done with one hand…?”

The mages, as well as the soldiers, froze in shock at the unbelievable sight.

A situation arose that defied their common sense.

And at the center of it stood the mage…

No, that monster, lightly brushing off the soot on her palm, spoke in a chilling voice.

“No matter how minor the magic might be, if you combine your strengths, it can be pretty painful… Is that it? Well, I might have overdone it a little, but I suppose it’s best to keep a low profile.”

With a hint of a sardonic smile in her tone, the mage then cast a cold gaze at the numerous mercenaries surrounding her.

“Now then… since you managed to hit me once, I guess it’s fair for me to throw one back, right?”

Speaking as if it were all just a game, the mage then suddenly began to release a massive amount of magical power from her body.

An overwhelming power far beyond that of any mercenary mage.

In that instant, a heavy dread began to settle in the hearts of the soldiers nearby.

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Looking at the countless humans before her, who displayed fear towards her…

At that moment, a chilling smile crept onto her lips.

“Weak and foolish humans… be my sacrifices willingly.”

With that thought, she began to wield her staff, releasing tremendous magical power.

Simultaneously, around her, around twenty shining spheres the size of small beans began to form.

At a glance, they seemed insignificant, but those brightly glowing objects emitted a disturbing aura that sent shivers down the spine of those witnessing them.

“What… what is this light…?”

The spheres floating around the mage were anything but mere flames.

Even ordinary soldiers with little knowledge of magic felt the looming danger.

In that moment…

“Haah!!!”

The mage let out a scream as she charged toward the soldiers.

Surrounded by twenty glowing spheres, she advanced toward the thousands of soldiers standing in formation alone.

Simply put, she looked like a madwoman in a rampage, yet the extraordinary power she had just displayed turned into a heavy fear for the soldiers.

“What… what are you doing! Fire! Shoot now!”

“W-We’ll cast magic again! Kill that thing! Bring it down before it gets close!”

Yelling frantically, the soldiers unleashed every form of attack they could muster.

In a well-structured army, the bullets and magical projectiles pouring out could be utilized like a massive weapon if they hit the right mark.

However… at this moment…

The efforts of these attacks appeared futile, akin to a mantis reaching for the hooves of a galloping horse.

The twenty spheres surrounding the mage began to launch toward the soldiers as if they were alive.

And then…

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