Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

As for the outside world, things weren't going as everyone planned.

Just as Amera led everyone else on such reckless charge, the dark angel mage didn't stand by and did nothing.

He instantly ordered all of his leaders and elite mages and monsters to leave everything they were doing and intercept this unexpected force.

Just as Amera and everyone were cutting their path through a dense number of mages and monsters, they were met with a fierce resistance led by all the leaders here.

Both sides already used their ultimate techniques and were in such weakened states already. However even a lion wouldn't be a puch over when he was injured.

But against each other, things seemed to be at a stalemate. Amera fought her way so hard at the front where everywhere she tried to penetrate was locked and blocked in front of her.

She kept trying, however the other side kept persistently defending. Both sides became now aware that this was the final clash that would determine everything.

And no one wanted to become on the losing end here. And thus despite being weakened and without sharp thorns, each side was exerting all of their powers and even more.

"Damn it!" Amera was kicked by one of the giant leaders and flew fast to the back, "screw it! Doaf… Doof…" she shouted at Doaf who was slightly far from her.

"What?" Doaf couldn't come to her and only shouted.

"Retreat!" Amera suddenly gave this unbelievable order that made every single one here feel perplexed. "I said… Retreat now!"

Just as she said this in such a way, Doaf couldn't help but turn around and yell at everyone on his side: "Retreat! It's dangerous here! All retreat!"

Just as he led everyone to break free from all clashes here, Nicole and the crow came with haste towards him.

"What's going on here?" Nicole couldn't help but ask.

"Why are we retreating?" The crow was more enraged than everyone else about this. "Shouldn't we press forward? Why the hell are we retreating?"

Doaf was already flying as fast as he could backwards while stealing glances at the all alone Amera. She stood all alone, facing endless numbers of mages and monsters plus elites and leaders.

"I believe…" Doaf paused before Amera's body started to suddenly shine like a little star, "yeah… she is going to do it!"

"Do what?" The crow was on the verge of exploding at the moment out of his rage and impatience.

"She is going to use her ultimate technique!" Nicole recognized what was going to happen.

"She… didn't use it yet?'' The crow was shocked before a sudden loud rumble came forth. And then everything seemed to grow silent out of fear from Amera's technique.

"Her technique…" Nicole couldn't help but sigh, "was always brutal in normal situations."

"…"

The crow couldn't say anything while feeling slightly intimidated by that terrifying aura Amera's body emitted at this moment.

"Retreat!" the dark angel seemed to feel fear as well, "everyone… retreat fast! Get away from her!"

However his shouts just came too late.

Amera kept gathering up her energy in such an intimidating way. Her body started to vanish under the bright light she emitted.

And just as she gathered more than enough of her life force, she instantly pointed her spear towards the direction of the path towards the portals.

That path was already blocked by many mages and monsters, cannonfodders, elites, and leaders. She sneered and showed an evil smile over her face, an expression that was masked by her bright and intense aura.

And then she started to perform the special technique of her family.

"I'm light," she deeply muttered, "I'm fire," she slowly added, "I'm the wrath of gods on anything living!"

The next instant she merged with her spear. For everyone watching her from both sides, she did something usual.

Yet what happened next wasn't usual at all!

Instead of going towards the ground like she used to do, she headed towards the sky. The moment she rose high up, the sky turned dim as a large amount of dark clouds appeared out of nowhere.

For those watching this from down below, they had the feeling that all these clouds were given birth from Amera's shining body.

Or it came from the spear.

No matter the reason, they stood there in awe while watching the birth of thick arcs of lightning in the depth of these clouds.

It was like a beast was rumbling up there, twisting in rage and discontent.

For her enemies this looked quite intimidating, and some even had shaky legs for no proper reason.

Yet what came down next proved their instincts to be frightened was true.

All of sudden thick tongues of lightning descended upon them. Thunder long curved arms landed over the ground, touching everyone standing there and turning them into a poof of smoke.

No one was spared from such torment. Not even those who were so lucky enough to stand outside the region getting hit constantly by this strange thunder.

It was like thunder adored this region and kept hammering over it one time after another without any stop.

Very horrifying silence prevailed while this happened. There was no explosive sound, no rumbling or even a hiss. Silence prevailed over everyone here, turning this place into an area of ancient graveyard.

Her technique was so fierce and was very suitable for this moment. She tried to save it until she reached the portals, however it seemed her enemy made sure she couldn't touch these portals at all.

And so she decided to use it now and carve a path for her allies to step forward. It didn't matter to her who would be the hero to destroy the portals and end this war.

As long as the portal was smashed to pieces, she didn't care about anything else.

"Damn it!"

The dark angel already read through her suicidal plan. "I swear I will kill you with my own hands!" He roared in anger while watching his elite forces, many of his cannon fodders getting killed mercilessly by Amera's brutal technique.