The winds howled as they created a storm around era.
These winds were summoned by her using her spells. She raised her left hand and started creating wind-elent shurikens out of them. A cyclone of water appeared out of thin air the next mont. These water molecules with dense wind-elent mana gave the manifested weapons a sharp and shining edge.
This was era's elental fusion. She used her attacks to battle multiple opponents at once. Within a fraction of a second, the Expert-ranked living dead created another set of weapons with her elental fusion as the base.
She had chopped off her opponents using these weapons. The weapon storm would create a periter around her, protecting her from any sneak attack and attacking her opponents at the sa ti.
The surroundings of the battlefield started getting affected by era's spell. The moisture in the air began congregating around the living undead when she invoked her elental fusion.
The blade storm started appearing in random places even without era's conscious efforts. It was as if nature itself wanted to copy her spells, making it a natural phenonon.
The power of an Expert-ranked battle-oriented ranker couldn't be taken lightly. It affected a large area and altered the natural rules of that area.
era's elental fusion and the control she had over it were enough to justify her status as an ex-mber of Edinburgh's special force. She was a cut above the rest when it ca to battling.
This was the reason why most cultists had their bodies torn into pieces. Blade storms would appear randomly, launching point-blank attacks on the rankers. It was as if nature itself wanted to kill them.
era maintained a blade storm around her and glanced at her opponents with a look of suppressed rage on her face. Gilhause and his team on the other hand watched era's work with goosebumps on their skin.
They hadn't fought soone like her before. And from the looks of things, they wanted to keep it that way. Alas, not everything in life can be ignored just because one wants.
'Go.'
Eren gave era a simple order to charge ahead and the living undead ran toward her opponents like the wind. She charged her sword with her water and wind elent mana before releasing a series of flying slashes. These flying slashes gained even more power as more wind and water elental weapons were added to the storm.
"Aaaaaargh!"
"Sir Gilhause, savaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"
"Bitch, do you think…. Aaaaah!"
era attacked her opponents' flanks head-on using her spells and weapons. She started killing and injuring army personnel without any fear for her safety.
So people were able to put up a front until they could scream. So died without making any noise. And so managed to get away by using the rankers ahead of them as their at shield.
Gilhause was one of the escapees. Even if he was an Expert ranker, his body stats didn't allow him to get anywhere near era and put up a defense. He knew that it would be ga over for him if he ca into her striking range.
Gilhause had a periter of six guards of his own. Being a summoner, he was very particular about the rankers he had selected as his aids. All six rankers were in the solid stages of the D-Rank. As a group, they knew how to cast so strange spells in cooperation. These group-cast spells allowed them to generate spell output that rivaled Expert rank.
Only a few units within the army received group training. They sacrificed their individuality to acquire skills like these. As a result, they were nothing much when they fought individually. However, everything changed when rankers like these attacked or defended in groups.
Gilhause watched as the soldiers around him that were not part of his security detail died one after the other from era's attacks. They scread and cursed. They tried to attack, defend, and even run away.
There was a variety of military-grade equipnt on them. And they tried to tackle the problem in groups. No matter what they did, era would overco every obstacle they threw her way. She would tear through her opponents and their spells before claiming their lives.
era didn't let anybody approach Eren or Alephee who was behind her. The blade storm she created on the battlefield was so intricate that it created a defense line for Eren. The rankers weren't interested in approaching Eren either. They were too busy dying to care about anyone or anything else.
In the surrounding area, the number of dead bodies began to increase rapidly. era also received serious wounds on her body as a result of several rankers making combined efforts to harm her using various resources and forbidden spells and scrolls. However, nothing could slow her down. The more she fought, the fiercer she beca as the wrath mana started influencing her and her spells.
Living undead began using wrath mana in strange ways in her attacks. Her attacks carried wrath mana, which could wreak havoc on the rankers' bodies through foreign mana invasion. They would create blisters and mana deviations, further decreasing the rankers' chances of landing serious hits on the living undead.
Eren watched the carnage being unleashed on Gilhause's team with intrigued expressions. He wasn't thinking about anything at this point. For the first ti in a long while, he had decided to enjoy his role as a spectator.
Gilhause knew he couldn't save the soldiers from era's attacks without compromising his chances of winning over her and Eren who was standing behind her. He had a special talent for gauging the strengths of his enemies. And sothing told him that era was the least of his worries.
Gilhause, along with his security detail, created a distance and chose to play the role of spectator. He ignored the pleas of his soldiers and watched them die at era's hands.
'Who the fuck is she? This kind of battle prowess and that recovery rate. It's almost like she is one of Goro's… '
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