I am a witch, I must suppress all enemies

"Harun is still eyeing the border covetously. If he turns around and attacks you gentlemen, we will be attacked from behind..."

Claire continued to ask for details, learning the enemy's troop distribution and the commander's name. When the soldier finished speaking, Claire struck him with her dagger, and he instantly collapsed into his chair, unconscious.

"Very good," Claire nodded to Bruce, "We got a lot of useful information."

Raziel asked, "Should we take a detour?"

Tens of thousands of knights with the power of holy light formed a magic circle, which could cause damage to the unrestrained strong.

But Claire isn't afraid of a protracted battle.

I just find it troublesome.

Well, after all, I am now a member of a team, so I can't be so reckless.

Not to mention the one hundred knights that had just been subdued, even the artificial elves that Raziel had just created, Claire couldn't bear to let them engage in a dangerous life-and-death battle right now.

"Let's take advantage of the border standoff and take a detour. Otherwise, by the time they have time, we'll inevitably lose manpower. What do you say, Military Advisor?"

The military advisor, Pastor Reed, stepped forward with a helpless look on his face after his name was called. "You have a point."

The night slowly covered the earth like a huge piece of black velvet, hiding the noise and dust of the day.

In this quiet night, Claire and the others quietly set out, choosing a hidden path and taking a detour.

"Witch! Where are you going!?"

A deafening roar broke the silence.

"Well, we've been discovered."

Hundreds of knight teams formed a tight holy power formation and suddenly attacked them.

The sound of horse hooves was like thunder, and the armor reflected the cold moonlight, creating a chilling sense of oppression.

Leading the group were three holy-level knights. Although their auras were weak, they were obviously stimulated by some secret technique. Although their individual strength was not strong, the three of them working together exuded a wild and unbridled aura.

"Kill!" The knights roared a deafening battle cry, so powerful that they surged towards Claire's team like a tide.

"Leave it to me!" Xila jumped without hesitation, and the spear in her hand was like a flash of lightning, piercing through the night sky and pointing directly at the three holy knights.

She wanted to test the results of her practice.

The spear and the sword collided, making a crisp sound of metal clashing.

Although the three holy knights were powerful, they showed signs of being tied under Xila's fierce attack.

There was a look of disbelief in the leading knight's eyes.

They thought that they could kill these magicians with their own strength, but now, they were blocked by an unknown female spearman and could not move forward even a single step.

"Your laws have never reached this level! Who are you?" the leading knight roared.

Xila shouted, "Amidst all the laws, I only seek my own self!"

At the same time, the knights on Claire's side showed no sign of weakness. They brandished their weapons and engaged in a fierce battle with the opposing knights.

Swords flashed, shields collided, and the sound of metal clashing rang out on the battlefield.

Claire did not move, but the knights under Raziel had already rushed out, especially Witt, who was brandishing a hammer and charging across the battlefield like a ferocious beast.

Arya and Shamar, who were in the center, chanted holy words and added various status effects to the knights.

A moment later, Sheila thrust her spear forward fiercely. Although the three Holy Knights tried their best to resist, their defenses were like paper, instantly broken by Sheila's attack.

The leading knight let out a scream and took several steps back. Blood gushed out from his chest, splattering on the spot.

The remaining two holy knights desperately burned their true spirits and converted them into holy power, but they still couldn't stop Xila's spear.

This kind of "magic" is too powerful, and it seems to only improve itself. Compared with Xila, these so-called knights are as fragile as the long-range magicians of the past.

Each of her strikes carried devastating force, tearing their holy power into pieces.

when--

The spear struck one of the knights like lightning. The knight let out a desperate scream as his sword shattered and his body was pierced by the spear. He then fell to the ground powerlessly.

"This is impossible!"

The last remaining Holy Knight widened his eyes in horror, his face turned pale, and the sword in his hand began to tremble.

At the same time, Raziel's wide-area magic circle began to unfold, summoning flames and frost, accurately bombarding each enemy.

The Guardian Knight and other knights were like a streak of light, weaving through the enemy army. Wherever they went, the enemy fell one after another.

Soon, the enemy army collapsed completely and the remaining soldiers fled in all directions.

Seeing that he could not resist, the holy knight turned around in the chaos and ran away, trying to escape.

Xila was just about to throw her spear to finish off the enemy.

"I come."

As a wide-area magician, her vision is strong enough to cover the entire battlefield.

Raziel raised the Sky Sword Cross in her hand and began to chant softly. The magic runes flashed a faint blue light around her.

As the spell quickened, the elements in the air quickly gathered, forming a powerful energy wave.

"Thunder is coming!"

A huge bolt of lightning fell from the sky and directly hit the sacred being.

The lightning instantly engulfed the knight's body. He let out a shrill scream and quickly used his holy power to block it.

"What? There's no way to eliminate this magical power?!"

The knight immediately realized that this magic power actually contained holy power, which was even more advanced than his own!

Immediately afterwards, this divine power instantly devoured his energy, and his whole body was torn apart by the power of thunder and lightning, and he fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing how powerful these men were, the other enemy troops on the battlefield ran even faster.

"That's enough! Let those little shrimps run!"

The battle ended quickly, and the Knights Protector present suffered almost no losses. Only one young man was wounded in the arm by a sword, but it was not serious.

"They sent out the Three Saints. It seems they underestimated us."

Claire kicked the holy knight's corpse aside and laughed disdainfully.

"The war is tense, and the generals on the border will not waste their high-level combat forces on us." said Raziel.

Yes, if she was a general and didn't know the secret that Claire was a witch, then he would definitely scoff at the church's orders.

Damn, instead of fighting a good war, you have to capture insignificant magicians. Isn't that just a waste of time?

Even if this magician defeated the national swordsman, it was Harun's captain who stole the final sword.

Okay. Thinking about it this way, I finally understood why there were so few obstacles along the way. The enemies I encountered were also weak, powerful saints infused with holy power.

Of course, if it were an ordinary sacred being, it might really die on the spot.