CHAPTER 797: CHAPTER 392: CUT THE GRASS AND REMOVE THE ROOTS! A PERFECT ENDING!

Thinking like this, Zhou Bai’s expression could not help but show a trace of relief. Then he waved to Philaya in the sky, signaling her to come down.

Although Philaya was still a bit "angry," when she saw the softness in Zhou Bai’s eyes, she obeyed his words and lowered her lofty head.

Of course, that was because the platform Zhou Bai stood on simply couldn’t accommodate her presence, and the same was true for the surrounding area—there was only room for upward compatibility.

"Philaya, could I ask you for a favor?" Looking at the dragon head that had moved much closer, Zhou Bai directly made his request.

He really needed Philaya’s help right now.

After all, so many lives were waiting!

A moment’s swiftness in Philaya’s actions meant one more person could be saved.

Hearing Zhou Bai’s words, Philaya subconsciously wanted to refuse, but seeing the urgency in Zhou Bai’s eyes, she swallowed back her refusal and hummed, "I can help, but you’ll have to give me something in return!"

"Okay," Zhou Bai agreed without hesitation.

Seeing how straightforward Zhou Bai was, Philaya then seemed very generous and said, "Tell me, what do you need help with?"

"I need you to attack the magic array hovering over this territory," Zhou Bai said, directing Philaya’s gaze toward the sky above Fasal Village.

Following the direction Zhou Bai pointed in, Philaya saw the starfires and smoke throughout the city, as well as the thick scent of blood.

She felt an instinctive dislike for such an odor.

"Who did this?" Although Philaya did not know what a magic array was, she could feel the threat that the magic array posed to life.

Such a thing shouldn’t exist in the world.

"The lord of Fasal Village; he fled the city. He did this to target Hope Village, hoping to destroy Hope Village’s reputation. To that end, he was willing to trade over eight thousand lives. I’m also out of options for the time being. Just now, under the starfire... many people died." Zhou Bai’s voice broke a little as he said that last sentence.

Watching so many people die right before one’s eyes—who could bear it?

Philaya also felt the pain in Zhou Bai’s voice.

The next moment, she promptly said, "I’ll help you! Just wait, I’ll be right back."

After she spoke, Philaya flew straight above the Magic Array.

After circling the Magic Array for a while, she spat out a large water ball directly from her mouth and sped towards the Magic Array.

It struck the Magic Array with great force.

As the two collided, a huge magical aura spread through the area.

Philaya’s water ball penetrated the Magic Array, enveloping the Magic Array as it dissolved upon impact, surrounding it entirely.

At that moment, the Fire Attribute elements in the Magic Array began to slowly lose their vitality within the water ball’s embrace.

Quickly, the entire Magic Array shattered before everyone’s eyes.

As it shattered, the sound of cracking could be heard.

Following the sound, pieces of the Magic Array fell all over the area, then vanished without a trace upon hitting the ground, with only a faint mist in the air as evidence of the Magic Array’s former existence.

In the face of absolute strength, everything else is trivial.

"Are we... saved?"

"It’s the Dragon Clan... The Dragon Clan saved us."

"Why would the Dragon Clan save us?"

"It’s thanks to Hope Village."

"Hope Village is so powerful."

"We survived."

"We finally survived."

"..."

After an unconscious murmur, the residents of Fasal Village woke up from their trance and realized something—they had survived a hopeless situation.

They had survived.

The soldiers and professionals who had yet to drop the protective shield even after the Magic Array had shattered, upon hearing the surrounding cries of joy, awoke as if from a dream, and then they deactivated the protective shield and slumped to the ground, exhausted.

So tired! They had almost given up in those few seconds.

When they thought they were facing certain death, their spirits truly suffered a tremendous blow.

Thankfully, they held on.

Thankfully!

"Clap, clap, clap, clap..." Just as the residents of Fasal Village were caught in their daze of fiery emotions, a round of enthusiastic applause suddenly broke out.