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The enemy's pursuit finally slowed down, and everyone was forced to witness the horrifying scene before them: the battle between the colossi was savage and primitive, completely devoid of the rules and skills of human warfare.

The light elementalist, who had just been as majestic and sacred as a god, was now being held back by two oak tree guards and slammed into the soil again and again, unable to break free. The force of each slam made those nearby feel a tightness in their chests, wishing they could bend over and crawl on all fours.

At this point, the visitors to the Elf Forest were completely exposed, whether they were the Elf Aryans or the Oak Guardians.

The shouts among the Knights of Light had changed; Lilith could faintly hear phrases like "It's an elf!" and "The witch is colluding with the elves!" as she moved through the fields.

"Now you have another identity."

Seeing the Mother Goddess's stern expression, Aryan couldn't help but tease her between shots, but it did nothing to improve her mood. Lilith remained silent amidst the battle, her face expressionless as she pondered something.

hiss-

A tooth-grinding tearing sound rang out as an oak tree guardian violently ripped off a large piece of the wings formed from condensed light elements!

The chanting of the chosen ones in the distance grew louder, and the incomplete figure of light raised its hand again, attempting to condense a new spear of light. However, thick bronze branches had already wrapped around its trunk, and the greenery slowly covered and devoured the warm yellow light.

The forces of nature give birth to all things, and of course, they can also devour them.

Amidst the crackling sounds, the figure of the "angel" grew fainter and fainter, finally letting out a mournful cry that exploded between heaven and earth.

The sky darkened again, and the scattered light elements distorted the surrounding air for a moment. The horses left on the main road neighed and tried to retreat, causing a commotion in the ranks of the chosen ones.

"A blasphemous creation..."

An elderly chosen one of the gods swept his cold gaze across the two towering trees, took a deep breath, and loudly commanded the crowd to calm down: "By the light above, purify them with fire!"

Aryan had already led Lilith a considerable distance forward. Apart from using his bow and arrow to accurately kill enemies trying to get close to Lilith, he hardly paid attention to anything else. The gray walls of the city of Goredia were getting closer and closer, and with his excellent eyesight, he could almost see the heads moving around on them.

"We'll be there soon." He tried to make his tone sound relaxed.

But the humid air suddenly turned scorching hot. Lilith looked back and saw a rain of fire falling from the sky towards the fields, leaving a trail of flames wherever it landed!

"Crack-!"

An oak tree guard pulled its roots out of the ground, took a big step forward, and bent its trunk to block Lilith and Aryan's left side, shielding them from the flames that turned into a rain of arrows.

The flames were clearly much more damaging to the oak tree guardians than the light elementals had been. As soon as the rocket touched the trunk of the giant tree, it spread immediately, and the crops beneath its feet became the best fuel for the fire to rage!

This can't go on! Aryan gritted his teeth and suddenly stopped.

"Are you afraid of heights?" he asked Lilith, turning his head.

Lilith shook her head: "No—"

Before Lilith could finish speaking, Aryan quickly said something to the oak guardian next to him, and the colossus seemed to understand, its huge face turning towards them.

The next moment, Aryan slung the longbow back onto his back, grabbed Lilith's waist with both hands, and threw her upwards amidst the girl's short gasp.

A large hand made of thick branches caught Lilith steadily. Lilith looked at the withered tree face, which lowered its crown and "looked" at her expressionlessly, but Lilith felt a sense of closeness.

These are the trees she nurtured.

When Lilith saw what was behind the giant tree, her eyes widened in shock—countless fire arrows, trailing crimson flames, were raining down from the sky toward the oak guardian.

"Watch out!" Lilith tried her best to raise a magical shield, even though she knew it would be futile against a group spell of this size.

But the next second, a feeling of weightlessness struck, and Lilith felt herself suddenly lifted into the air! She was actually hurled with all her might towards the direction of Goredia City by the Oak Guardian, who had bent down and gathered his strength!

The wind howled sharply in her ears, and the earth rushed past her feet. Lilith looked back with all her might and saw the fields engulfed in flames, and the two oak guardians that were no longer moving and stood silently in the fields, being licked and swallowed by the flames.

On the other hand, the walls of Gladys were getting closer and closer, and Lilith had the illusion that she was falling towards the ground. Aryan seemed to have no concern whatsoever that the Oak Guardian's throw would turn her into a meat pie on the walls.

"boom!"

She did bump into something, but it wasn't the cold city wall; instead, it was soft fabric.

"Ouch, you've almost shattered my bones."

A female voice rang out, and Lilith quickly looked up, meeting the smiling face of Nightingale, the woman from the Goredia patrol.

"Oh, it's you again, little girl."

Lady Nightingale clicked her tongue in amazement. Luckily, she was quick enough to catch the student; otherwise, these half-baked magicians would have had yet another way to die.

"What trouble have you gotten yourself into this time?" Nightingale squinted at the distant fire.

But Lilith didn't have time to explain. Struggling to maintain her balance on the witch's broom, she cried out urgently, "The Church of Light is attacking us! My classmates are still behind us!"

Ms. Nightingale's face instantly changed color: "Damn it, I knew letting them in wouldn't end well!"

Without asking a single question, she raised her hand and chanted a line towards the watchtower on the city wall. A blinding magical signal shot straight there, and the loud city defense alarm bells rang continuously.

"Dang——dang——dang——"

The sound echoed throughout the city walls—a warning of an enemy attack!

"Stay in the city!"

Nightingale spoke rapidly, maneuvering her broom in a swift dive. Just as she passed through the city gate passageway, she threw Lilith down from there. The drop was a full four meters above the ground. Even though Lilith was thick-skinned, she didn't get up for a long time after falling to the ground, and the witch had already disappeared.

After Lilith caught her breath from the dizziness, the scene before her made her heart sink.

Inside the city gate, a smaller but equally well-dressed and armed Church of Light procession stood waiting to join the group outside the city.

The deafening alarm bells had already drawn everyone's attention, and all eyes were fixed on the blonde girl who had just landed, her hair disheveled and her body covered in mud.

The silence lasted only a brief moment.

"...It's her!" a knight cried out. "The wanted heretic! The witch who infiltrated Highgarden!"

Lilith, however, was no longer panicked. The long run had left her exhausted, and her lungs were burning. She simply sat down on the cold stone ground to catch her breath, completely ignoring the tense standoff opposite her.

Hearing the alarm, the city defense troops, who had quickly assembled, surged into the city gate area. Upon seeing the situation, they immediately blocked Lilith and the church's forces. The leading squad leader shouted sternly, "This is Goredia! Fighting is prohibited within the city! Lay down your weapons!"

The Church of Light had no regard for these people. The leading knight stepped forward and bowed, but his tone remained firm: "We have no intention of violating the laws of Goreia, but this person is suspected of being a criminal wanted by the Church!"

"The Knights of Light attacked us without provocation. My classmates are still behind us, their fate unknown. I ran back to ask for help first." Lilith stared intently at the knight commander, but spoke to the city's sheriff.

The sheriff's gaze toward the church members now became even more hostile. He ordered his men to investigate outside the city, but left some men to block Lilith's way.

This was undoubtedly the most direct confrontation. The tension made the situation delicate, and the two groups were locked in a stalemate at the city gate. The civilians, seeing this, had already scattered and moved away from this place of trouble.

"The witch is here!"

The silence was broken by another group of knights of light who had pursued them from outside the city. They looked even more disheveled, with some of their faces still covered in soot. When they saw Lilith being protected by the city guards, they immediately shouted excitedly, their voices echoing through the passageway.

Lilith regained some strength, took a deep breath, and stood up, supporting herself with her sword. This made the god's chosen one on the other side feel as if she were facing a formidable enemy. Holy light shone from beneath her feet, and it seemed that another fierce battle was about to begin.

"stop."

A gentle and familiar voice came from the back of the church procession, silencing all the commotion.

Lilith's body stiffened for a moment, then she lowered her head expressionlessly, concealing the emotions surging in her eyes. She felt as if a wad of sandpaper was stuck in her throat, something she couldn't spit out or swallow.

The white robe embroidered with a golden sun pattern came into view, forming a stark contrast with her muddy and blood-stained body.

"My child...look at you, what happened to you?" The man sighed and stroked her head, cleaning off the dried mud.

Lilith silently gripped the sword hilt again and again before finally looking up and meeting those loving eyes.

"It's nice to meet you again, Bishop Aldington."