Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!-Chapter 545 - 201: Top Holy Land? Half-step Legend? Feel the Great Terror of the Mage! (15K)

In the Black Forest, twenty kilometers outside Wandong City, an elf from the Supreme Forest softly lamented in an area previously abandoned by the goblin empire.

Today the weather was a bit cold, and when she opened her mouth to breathe, the warm air instantly turned into mist in the cold air.

There was a scar on her face, clearly left by a sharp weapon, unlike the delicate appearance of ordinary elves.

She had strong and powerful long legs that, at first glance, would remind one not of the seemingly frail elves (even though they were actually not frail) but more likely of the women from the Amazons.

Because of her unique body structure, among the Elf Clan, a woman with such a physique was usually no ordinary person.

This female elf was no exception.

Her name was Bessie Windwalker, the Ranger General of this division of the Elf Ranger Corps. As a high-ranking figure in the Holy Land who had almost stepped into the Legendary rank, she was also one of the most dangerous individuals in the Alliance army that had come to besiege Wandong City.

Even without mincing words, after being unable to summon the powers granted by the deities, the intimidatory power of Bessie even exceeded that of some chosen by the gods when facing certain enemies.

At this moment, before dawn, a flickering whale oil lamp hung not far from her, illuminating the surroundings while she carefully hid her body in the shadows of the tree trunks.

Unlike the elves of later generations who almost genuinely became peace-loving, before joining this grand feast of the national alliance, she had spent years hunting down another city-state with a population of millions on the other side of the Supreme Forest.

Fond of prisoners' wails, she originally came to this battle prepared to sacrifice her life, but after actually engaging, she felt somewhat disappointed.

The strength between the two sides was disproportionate; just speaking of core combat personnel, the multi-nation alliance's forces were almost twenty times that of the goblins.

This was not a war; it might be more appropriate to call it a slaughter of the weak by the strong.

After all... just relying on the soldiers from various countries turned into supplicants was enough to give headaches to those in Wandong City.

If it weren't for Wandong City having an "Anti-Casting Field Device" that covered a wide enough range to disrupt the main combat methods of the multi-nation alliance, Bessie was sure they wouldn't have lasted until the second day.

But this situation was about to end.

The arrival of the chosen ones would put an end to it all. The strongest moment for the army of supplicants was never when they were recklessly fearless but when they followed the lead of the chosen, twisting the Power of Faith within their bodies into a single force.

This was also the reason why Bessie spoke of "peace", as she seriously doubted that her Elf Ranger Corps would even find an opportunity to strike before those damned goblins would be destroyed by the army of supplicants formed from all races.

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This was not an overestimation... on the contrary, in Bessie's view, the fact that Wandong City had held on to this degree was already a sign of an exceptionally strong will to fight.

But then again, who cares?

Bessie only wanted to enjoy the thrill of being fully immersed in slaughter, using battle after battle on the brink of peril as the steps to further her ascent into the core of the Supreme Forest.

For this, she only wanted to see rivers of blood, and it had to be the rivers she created with her own hands!

This was her simplest method to prove her worth.

Yet now, because of the army of supplicants, it seemed unlikely that such desires could be fulfilled.

Just as she was thinking this, she suddenly felt a throbbing in her brow, an unprecedented unease enveloping her.

She would absolutely not ignore such unease. She quickly surveyed her surroundings, and the keen control of the jungle by the Elf Ranger allowed her to immediately confirm that there was nothing nearby that could threaten her.

This left her puzzled, but in the next second, she suddenly lifted her head, "I see, the sky?"

Although elves did not possess the ability of "Clairvoyance" to see attacks from above the sky, Bessie, with her long years of combat experience, had still pinpointed her enemy's target to be the sky, even without having seen the attack.

A sudden roar resounded, and the surrounding forest and ground instantly turned into dust.

The region of the Black Forest was too far from Wandong City; even the "Anti-Casting Field Device", at such a distance, showed a noticeably reduced restriction on casting abilities.

For Bessie, this meant she could now restore eighty percent of her combat abilities in this area by controlling the vocational energy inside her body.

Terrifying energy gathered in her body. When she opened her hand, countless plants from the shattered forest gathered, forming a towering peak-like tree that sprang from the ground, rushing directly towards the sky.

In the next moment, an almost invisible black light flashed across the sky, bringing with it a horrifying shockwave, instantly waking the entire forest.

The peak-like giant tree seemed to encounter an unbearable strike in that moment, an appalling shockwave formed in the sky and spread outwards.

"Got you!" Bessie's face showed a vicious smile.

But 0.01 seconds later, that peak-like giant tree, forged by the power of the Holy Land, continuously broke into pieces amid an unending shockwave, and it was almost halved in an instant, without Bessie even having a chance to change her expression.