Creator of Death: True Darkness
Battle

The troops are exhausted. As well as the demon troops, they one by one felt frustrated against a fairly formidable opponent.

"Everything! Hear me! Maybe you're tired, I understand it, and so do I. Even so, are you willing to die in the hands of these selfless beings!? Is that fair to you, you are you! No more oppression just because you are human! Are you guys just gonna give up? What about the sweat and blood you shed? Are you willing to make all your sacrifices just to satisfy the demons? I don't blame you at all, anyone who wants to back off back off! This is no place for honorable losers! This is the terrain for the knights! Burn your spirits! Satisfy your desires! The desire to live! Live on! Burn it! Kill it! Wrap everything in one swipe!" Raka said full of decisiveness.

Unknowingly the troops stepped back on their feet. Their steps grew faster, their grasp grew tighter, their breath grew stronger, and their eyes glowed again. There was not the slightest doubt in their souls.

KILL OR BE KILLED!

Raka breathed out heavily. His face turned pale again, blood seeping back from the corner of his mouth. The mana is over!

"Your majesty!" Excited Alice approached the staggering Raka.

Raka was about to fall down, a moment later alice approached him and grabbed his body.

"Your majesty! Stop forcing yourself, you are already over your limit! The power of support in a large range is only able to do for once in a day! But you've even done it more! It's too.."

"I don't need your ban" said Raka coldly.

"e eh? Haaah.. Your Majesty, you are this"

"I can't fight right now, my mana runs out, so instead of me spending my strength fighting in the middle of them and then I really fall, and that's just going to trouble them right?" Said Raka with her smile.

"Your highness.."

"Compared to that, it would be more profitable if I put out all my abilities to support those with hot hearts.at least they won't let me down.."

The fight continued, different from before, the Qrystial army began to rise and continued to squash the demon army. They were really violent and continued to fight tirelessly.

Meanwhile, a pair of eyes looked out from the darkness, the two eyes were completely revealing their existence and continued to observe the fight as if he was controlling a puppet.

Raka was shocked when she felt it. His instincts said,

'RUN IF YOU DON'T WANT TO DIE!'

He turned his eyes to his team

"Everything! Go!" Raka said surprised.

"This noble one.."

'FUFUFU.. I SEEM TO HAVE BEEN CAUGHT'

Tskc. Raka stood up and took a swipe to jump. As everyone asked each other questions, a huge fireball shot out quickly and was ready to hit the Qrystial army. In an instant, their eyes were sidetracked.

As if they were in the middle of a swamp, their bodies froze with cold sweat pouring out.

The next instant saw the silhouette of someone as if slashing the ball from the white fortress.

The troops that had previously frozen as if given a chance to breathe. Awe-inspiring looks painted on their faces.

'TSK. THAT SUCKS! BUT HE IS OUR LEADER!'

Raka landed her sword slash onto the ball precisely. All eyes looked at him in awe, but that gaze was replaced with a worried look. Yep! Raka spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood from her mouth.

Just then, a resounding voice accompanied the appearance of the figure of a man in black robes from behind the darkness.

"Fufufu, ah, when I sent you a warning, my sister, but still, why did you even bother to destroy my special parcel for these subordinates?? Even if you don't destroy the ball you can run away from me, or at least I can still die with resistance." said the man with a look of disdain.

"Your Majesty what is it.."

"Shut up!" Bentak Raka's.

"Oh? Do you still want to hasten your death? My little sister?"

"Tsk. I asked what caused my biggest brother to come down from his throne, was it just because you missed me? And again, thank you for the gift that destroyed me." Said Raka seboraru smiling withstanding the pain.

"Sad. You're just like your brother, Akara"

"And again, you seem to like a gift from me, right? What if I give you again" he said, raising his hand. A fireball was rapidly shooting. Different from before, this fireball was crested many times larger than before.

All the troops are grinding their teeth. Of course, they do not think if in the end they are right to be a burden for the leader.

"Your majesty! Quickly leave! Don't mind us! Didn't you intend to drag us from hell? If you die here, who do you think will drag us down, huh!?" Said a commander to Raka.

His words surprised Raka, a moment later her expression turned even calmer.