Mana from the Lake’s Tear spread all over the place. Using the lake’s large size, it stretched across the area and moved even more energetically than before. The mana gently glided across the lake’s surface until it reached the place where the allied forces’ ships were.

Even the allied forces fighting fiercely felt the mana. However, they weren’t surprised since they had already been warned of it before; only a couple of them simply stroked their skin in intrigue. Even those elves soon recollected themselves and the allied forces changed the magic they were preparing. Although they had been using different types of magic following their companions, they used only one type of magic now: water magic.

Craaaash!

Huge streams of water flew towards Mentis. Each stream was big enough to swallow two or three whole people and it spun as it slammed down on the lake.

“Kuaaah!”

“Ahh!”

The Iron Tribe elves fell while letting out death cries. The streams continued to penetrate through thin shelters, and the Iron Tribe elves were unprepared for the countless magic attacks that were much stronger than before.

Pop! Pop!

The fire shapes...