The white pillar of light looked like the bright pillar of legend that could destroy everything.

"Hmm, it's weaker than I thought,” I mused. It seemed to be because I’d used a makeshift method, owing to the lack of time.

Orphina murmured, looking fed up, "This is weak?"

According to stories that had been passed down, it was a spell that had erased an ancient tribal state, so at this scale, it could be considered weak. Of course, the right way to use it was to sweep the pillar of light around like a broom, rather than unleash it in one place.

William looked dejected. "How arrogant of them to say it lacks power when only two mages made it." Just then, he smiled bitterly. "No, considering Leisha’s ability... Even though she’s controlling it from up there, you probably made most of it by yourself, so perhaps it’s not arrogant."

As my little sister ran out of mana, the pillar of light gradually became thinner and soon disappeared. Only the slumped-over corpse of the turtle remained in the midst of a large crater.

"Wow, it really was a great demon. Even leaving a corpse after all that...” The fact that the body...