Flexing Is a Bad Habit

The pitch black cannon was giving off a golden glow.

Irina felt a crisis like never before. She felt as though someone had locked in on her and she was unable to escape.

"Irina, Help Sally look over our forest! Also, you must protect the holy infant. It is the reincarnation of the Goddess of Life." The Queen's voice sounded in Irina's ears. The next moment, a golden glow from a spell formation lit up beneath her feet.

"Royal Mother!" Irina was shocked. However, with a flash of golden light, she was already teleported to a spell formation miles away.

"This time, let us protect our forest and people." The Queen looked at Helena and smiled.

"Alright, I'll do it with you." Helena held her hand, just like how they made their promise on the battlefield 800 years ago.

The two looked at that monster and raised the crystal ball and magic caster's staff in their hands.

"To death with you!"

The monster howled ferociously.