Everyone's ears were filled with mournful screams and war cries.
When the first soldier crossed the line John made with his skill.
There wouldn't be any mercy given.
Waves of enemies who were wearing black, light armour was charging at the town like a black tsunami.
The ground painted by blood by all of the town's people first.
1 of them killed a soldier by biting it's neck but got instantly killed by a second soldier stabbing him from the back.
Another 4 somehow got lucky and killed soldiers with their rusty farm tools.
But still they were killed.
One citizen wasn't even lucky to fight someone as the rainstorm of arrows took his life.
The remaining citizens only could injure the soldiers before getting impaled.
On the battlefield Madeline and 3 archangels were fighting.
Archangel Michael had a single regret.
'Why did I give Uriel a vacation? If she was here the battle would have ended with her single strike!'
He was swinging his sword killing 10-15 soldiers alone.
In the far back archangel Gabriel was fighting also for outside view it looked like she was more dancing than actually fighting.
The soldier would kill anyone who said she was just dancing.
They couldn't even get close before they would be cut.
Gabriel's sword technique was smooth and fluent making anyone believe it was a dance.
They even tried to rush at her with their shields but it was cut with the soldier like fine butter.
Michael looked at the last angel who wasn't a fighter, she was barely holding off the soldiers.
"Gabriel retreat with the angel and give Madeline some mana!"
As both the angels left Madeline who was painted by blood both from hers and her enemies.
Felt something inside her refreshing, it was her mana.
Thanks to that Madeline's movement only increased.
On the other hand, Michael's body was becoming sluggish. 'Shit my mana is running out quickly! If only I had a physical body to enter."
A man with a golden armor rushed through. It was John and Nexi joining the battlefield.
"The Princess necromancer summons Great Hassan!" Nexi summons a giant skeleton.
It was 8ft tall and wore heavy red armor with a robe, and crown on its head.
When the skeleton saw the battalion of soldiers it only raised his sword.
From the ground up thousands of small skeleton soldiers with only a sword rose up.
Attacking the soldiers.
Meanwhile John fighting with his shield.
John had a strong body from a young age, making his endurance nothing to scoff at.
He knocked away a soldier sending him flying to another soldier destroying their formations.
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Just few moments ago.
"F*ck I want to fight with her!" John angrily punched the inside walls of the church.
Nexi and Raven using their powers to heal Ina's legs fastest they could.
"Sigh... I know how you feel John but it was her orders to protect them." Nexi also wanted to join the battlefield.
When she had an idea. "Hey Raven is it possible for you to try to give the phantom a physical body?"
Raven thought for a few seconds from his knowledge it was impossible to do that.
But the Murim continent could repair and create their bodies even after their death.
But still he wasn't like them so it was hard. "I could try but for that we need a living vessel or someone with an extreme physical body."
Both Raven and Nexi eyes locked at John.
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Present.
Michael was at his brink his mana body starting to collapse.
John was getting tired way faster because of the plan.
Nexi was also starting to get much weaker.
Michael already saw Nexi also had her soul almost destroyed.
He was the shield of God there was no way he would go back to heaven like this.
Michael quickly got to John.
"Child of light! Let me borrow your body."
Seeing the archangel Michael John couldn't say no.
So he pushed a few more soldiers.
Seeing that John agreed he quickly entered John's mind.
Michael immediately noticed John's body also was in a blink of collapse but it was in a much greater state than his mana body.
John's mind wasn't fighting back so it was much easier to control his body.
John's body shifted his black hair now white, his shield now had holy symbols.
He even had a sword.
Michael swung his sword once killing hundreds of soldiers.
Some even considered retreat but the soldiers behind them forcefully pushed them forward.
Even few tried to run but were killed by their own kind. "I'll kill anyone who dares to retreat."
One of the higher rankers spoke. The soldiers gave up on the idea.
Greg was irritated that for the last 50 minutes only his soldiers died. "Fuck these pathetic soldiers! I'll show them how it's done."
Greg wore his armor, finally entering the battlefield.
He blitz through the skeletons only leaving piles of bones, even few of his soldiers were killed by him.
He was getting closer to Madeline.
Using his soldiers as cover he waited patiently for the perfect time to sneak attack.
Greg pushed a few soldiers forward breaking them out of line.
Madeline tried to hold her ground when Greg rushed at her from her back.
She was only few seconds late but luckily Greg hit her armor slipping it away.
Madeline and Greg now currently staring at each other.
Both battle ready.
Both waiting for a slight mistake to capitalize.
Madeline knew she had only a few minutes, at best 10 this wasn't enough to kill Greg.
'If the world falls, let me fall first. So I can guide the unfortunate ones to heaven!' Madeline clenched her sword.