The battle was still ongoing.
Although the Followers of the Crimson Realm had already demonstrated enough courage, this time the Fire Mist Warriors who came here were elite fighters, each worth a thousand in battle. No matter how hard the Followers of the Crimson Realm tried, their barely established defensive line began to gradually wobble. After all, they were too few in number, and having misjudged the mode of attack by the Fire Mist Warriors, the defensive position was situated on the periphery which rendered them virtually unable to withstand the attacks.
It was then that Decarabia finally took action.
"Boom———!"
The earth trembled, and the next moment, several enormous shapes, akin to barracudas, burst forth from the ground, resembling monsters from myths, eyeing the invaders in front of them.
"That's... Decarabia! Attack now, attack!"