Using wind-type magic to fight in this situation worked out splendidly for Carl, because the entire valley was filled with the remnants of the chaotic winds that the king-level Wind Roaring Beast had created earlier. The blades of wind Carl conjured up became even sharper and fiercer as a result.
The blades of wind flew toward the mid-rank devil like a whirlwind.
Boom! The ball of energy that the mid-rank devil's illusionary beast spat out instantly shattered the blades of wind. His gaze was murderous and filled with such hatred, as though he wished he could tear Carl and the others into a thousand pieces.
After all, it was thanks to Carl that not only were the huge piles of resources turned to nothing but ash, but thousands of soldiers had been injured or killed, and they were now forc
