I am a witch, I must suppress all enemies

The appearance of the last sword instantly attracted everyone's attention.

However, Claire felt that the atmosphere was extremely oppressive, making her feel like she was suffocating, and it was extremely quiet.

"Haha! Magicians, what are you waiting for?"

This sound exploded in everyone's ears like thunder.

Claire looked up and saw the Pope standing behind the king, laughing loudly.

His smile was full of mockery as he took the Last Sword from the king. "The Sorcerer's Nemesis is right here! Come and grab it if you dare."

The Holy Light power around him began to surge, spreading outward like surging waves. The dazzling light seemed to dispel all darkness, but at the same time, it also gave people a strong sense of oppression.

"Here he comes, he appears! That's the Sword Saint who protects the country!" Someone exclaimed, and everyone looked in one direction.

The Sword Master came from the air, wearing an ancient knight's armor. His figure was like a meteor streaking across the sky, and he instantly landed on the square, brandishing his sword, and the sword energy swept across the sky.

"Those who are not involved, please leave!"

The Sword Master's voice echoed over the square like a huge bell.

When the civilians heard the sound, they hesitated for a moment, and then saw countless Holy Knights drawing their swords and pointing them directly at them. They were so frightened that they fled in all directions.

Soon, only a few people were left in the square.

Although these people look like civilians, they are actually all Harlan's knights and magicians!

None of these people are weak. The lowest ones have entered the level of divine enlightenment, and even the roar of the operation of divine laws can be heard from inside!

"No need to say more! Kill!"

"Hand over the last sword!" A strong man roared, his eyes gleaming with divine light, and he stretched out a golden palm print and pressed it down hard on the stage.

"Om-"

The priests of the Holy Church formed a magic circle, and the magic patterns appeared, complex and mysterious, blocking the palm print.

At the same time, more attacks followed, and the field was in chaos, occasionally interspersed with the painful screams of men and the screams of women.

And more of it was the roar of the warriors.

"What should we do?" Xila took out the Blazing Cold Blade and prepared for battle.

Claire didn't know what to do. She saw Arya in the choir with a terrified look on her face.

A faint holy light power came from Arya, but it was not obvious, which showed that she had not yet fully embarked on the practice.

"What should I do now?"

The purpose of her coming here was to make sure Miss Arya was okay. Logically, she only needed to protect Arya in this melee.

But......

The Kingdom of Carlisle was the enemy of the magicians. Even though Claire didn't want to get involved in a life-and-death war, Carlisle was the first to target her.

Even if she did nothing wrong, she would be treated as an enemy.

Maybe this is what it means when you enter the world, you have no choice.

No, if we were to take Arya away during this kind of chaos, then maybe it would be possible. After all, she was just a dispensable candidate for the Saint.

Even if she disappeared, the Holy Church would believe that she must have died on the battlefield.

Claire was still hesitating, but at this moment a voice sounded in her ears, like thunder.

"You are indeed a rebel!! Magician!"

A tall young man, the Paladin Loren, stood out from the crowd and casually chopped off several wind blades with his knight's sword. Then, holy light suddenly appeared, emitting golden rays that slashed towards Claire.

"It's you!"

Claire recognized him too!

I have clearly used the magic of disguise.

It was only then that Claire realized that her disguise had failed without her knowing when.

Damn it, could it be because of the final sword?

No time to think about it!

"what--"

""

Claire exhaled, and the magic power in her body surged like a tide.

The will is as hard as iron, the fist is as sharp as a blade, and a faint light begins to gather on the boxing gloves.

"The light of the stars protects my form!"

Claire chanted softly, eventually forming a translucent starlight shield outside her body.

After only the first rough creation, she had already grasped some basic applications.

when----

The holy light struck the shield, making a deafening roar.

"what!!"

After just a simple confrontation, Loren knew that there was a power like the abyss within the petite body of the girl in front of him.

“Radiant Cross Slash!!”

Loren swung his sword in a cross-shaped trajectory. Holy light condensed at the tip of the sword, forming two intersecting blades of light that rushed towards Claire.

But Claire's hand was like a millstone that controlled the heavens and the earth, indestructible. She pressed the invisible holy light track underneath and crushed it.

With a "clang" sound, the knight's sword cut through the sky, creating a long rainbow. Although it was far less powerful than the swordsman's sword, Loren was already mad at this time.

He brandished his sword and charged towards the powerful enemy, his fearlessness, bravery, and mighty appearance truly shocked everyone.

The knight's sword was a mixture of Loren's spirit, momentum, and holy power, reaching its peak. The moment it was chopped down, time seemed to stand still.

But Claire only punched him.

The iron fist swept across the sky, with penetrating force.

At the moment of the clash of fists and swords, the brightness suddenly increased wildly, as if a huge crack had been cut into the space, and what appeared in the huge crack was... a brilliant galaxy that made it almost impossible to open one's eyes.

"Wind and thunder strike——break!!!"

The sword was shattered by the impact of wind and magic, and scattered in the air, as bright and short-lived as stars.

The long sword that had been tempered by Loren's holy power for decades broke into pieces, and the weapon that had been tempered for a hundred times turned into powder and fell to the ground.

"You came here with murderous intent, and I will kill you too. Don't blame me."

Not content with breaking the Paladin's weapon, Claire continued to punch Loren's head.

Loren barely raised his arms, trying to protect himself with the remaining power of holy light.

"boom."

The knight's head had been completely blown to pieces.

The blood seeped into the soil. Claire kicked the corpse away without even looking at it, and continued to scan the other knights on the stage.

Deathly silence.

The knight's explosive attack just now attracted a lot of people's attention.

Many people saw the battle out of the corner of their eyes.

But no one expected that this Void-level knight would die so tragically.

"Hurry! Kill her for me!" Some Void Knights roared.

"Humph! A bunch of small fish and shrimps."

The battle just now was very exciting, and she suddenly let go completely. She decided to put everything aside today and fight to her heart's content!

boom---

The holy power and sword light were so bright that it was difficult to open one's eyes. On one side, a white rainbow crossed the sky, cutting through the vast sky, and on the other side, starlight swept across, with overwhelming magic power.

Several Void Knights, carrying various holy weapons, attacked Claire.

"Sheila, step back!"

Claire pushed Sheila away and roared like a Saiyan from the fighting nation. Then, two different forces intersected and flashed in the air, and every collision made a roar.