"Huh I got here in time." Field killed the surrounding rebels and asked loudly, covered in blood: "Which legion are you from?" After hearing Field's question, Lauren woke up from a dream and realized that she didn't have to die. He and the other magicians were trembling with excitement, unable to control their body shape at all.
"Great." Ellie's power was exhausted and she passed out.
"Sir, we are magicians from the ninth battalion of the Sixth Army. We master elemental magic and belong to the offensive army." Lauren responded loudly, "My wife Ellie is the third-level divine choice of this battalion."
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