Despite facing so many attacks, Moko showed no hint of panic on his face. At Moko's command, the Flame Giant in his hand suddenly charged toward the Water Dragon ahead. As the Water Dragon approached the Flame Giant, wisps of white smoke immediately rose, causing it to shrink by half, yet it successfully intercepted the giant’s advance.

Subsequently, the Ice Sword, condensed from water elements, struck the Flame Giant squarely on the head. The light emanating from the giant seemed to dim further. The subsequent Tornado then hit the Flame Giant with perfect accuracy. Upon contact with the tornado, the light on the Flame Giant began to shake violently, appearing on the verge of shattering at any moment.

Even Mo Han and the others watching from a distance were astonished by the level of coordination among these mages; it was almost as if a single person were casting spells simultaneously. Although the ranks of their individual spells were not as high as the Ninth-Tier magic Moko was employing, they managed to hold back the Flame Giant purely through the synergy between their different magics, even presenting a possibility of defeating it.

Just then, that massive ball of flame also shot straight toward the Flame Giant.

Seeing this, Mo Han couldn't help but sigh, "Ah, these fools. There was still hope, but this Fireball spell now is simply gilding the lily. The most peculiar trait of fire summoning magic is its ability to automatically absorb magical elements of the same affinity to strengthen itself. This Fire Cloud mage is actually helping the enemy by doing this."

Indeed, the Flame Giant, previously entangled by the tornado and shaking violently, was struck by the fireball. However, the flame caused no damage to the giant at all; instead, it vanished as if dropped into a deep sea, instantly sinking into the Flame Giant’s body. The dim light that had covered the giant suddenly brightened considerably after being hit by that massive fireball.

The tornado instantly dissipated under the immense energy radiated by the Flame Giant. Seeing this, the expressions of those Fire Cloud mages turned grim. They knew their final move had not only failed to harm the giant but had actually aided it.

After breaking free from the tornado's entanglement, the Flame Giant's power seemed to have weakened significantly. Although it still surged toward the mages, they easily evaded it by casting the Fly spell.

At this moment, Moko, who had been standing opposite them, spoke calmly, "Not bad at all. You haven't disappointed this old man. But no matter how well you coordinate, you will never be my match. This is merely buying yourselves a little more time to struggle. Do you choose to come back with me willingly, or shall I strike you all down? The choice is yours."

Moko deliberately used an amplification spell for these words, intending to demoralize the soldiers of the Fire Cloud Empire. A large portion of the soldiers on the battlefield heard Moko's declaration. Upon hearing it, the Fire Cloud Imperial soldiers indeed looked uneasy, and the pace of their attack seemed to slow considerably.

Seeing the desired effect, Moko abruptly unleashed a high-level spell he had long prepared. Dozens of large fireballs suddenly materialized, gathering around Moko. Each fireball was the size of a human head. Then, those large fireballs suddenly flew toward the four Fire Cloud mages opposite him.

Witnessing this, Wells, standing on Jitt City, frowned, thinking, This is bad. If things continue like this, today's battle won't be easy. Yet, he found himself helpless.

The Fire Cloud mages, however, stiffened their expressions. Fortunately, after their previous attack failed, these seasoned Fire Cloud mages had secretly cast a magical barrier around themselves while Moko was speaking. Thus, upon seeing the large fireballs flying towards them, they were surprised but not afraid. They secretly reinforced the power of their magical barriers, confident in their knowledge of magic that these fireballs, while frightening, were only mid to low-tier spells. While they couldn't fathom how Moko instantly conjured so many large fireballs, they believed the power of these Fireball Arts was insufficient to breach their defensive barriers.

Seeing this, a smug smile curled at the corner of Moko's lips. Then, a sharp glint flashed in Moko's eyes, and those large fireballs rushing toward the enemies suddenly halted right beside the mages. This single act fully demonstrated Moko's skilled command over magic.

The Fire Cloud mages, seeing this bizarre spectacle, sensed something was deeply wrong and dared not relax. Just as they prepared to cast the Fly spell to escape, Moko suddenly roared, "Break!"

The large fireballs that had been surrounding the Fire Cloud mages suddenly exploded simultaneously. At this moment, the faces of the Fire Cloud mages finally displayed true terror. A single large fireball might not be frightening, and it certainly couldn't shatter their magical barrier, but the combined force of dozens of fireballs exploding at such close range was something their barriers absolutely could not withstand.

As expected, the moment the fireballs struck, the mages' magical barriers erupted with multi-colored light, but in the blink of an eye, they were shattered by the explosions. The residual energy from the fireballs then mercilessly struck the unfortunate Fire Cloud mages. The force of these explosions would be difficult even for a Warrior to endure, let alone the physically frail mages. Immediately, the mages were seen blasted apart, their bodies lacerated, screaming as they plummeted from the sky. It was only thanks to their magical barriers that they weren't instantly killed by the direct impact, but falling from such a height meant certain death.

Just as these Fire Cloud mages resigned themselves to certain doom, they suddenly felt a gentle energy envelop them, slowly lifting them up before carrying them toward Jitt City behind them. They descended softly onto the rear lines of the battlefield. Simultaneously, a white figure slowly appeared beside Moko—it was Bai Ling, who had been observing the battle from Jitt City all along.

At the same time, Mo Han also appeared beside Bai Ling. Mo Han asked softly, looking perplexed at Bai Ling, "Miss Bai, what business do we have interfering in a war between two empires?"

"I dislike this old man. Is that reason enough?" Bai Ling replied to Mo Han’s question flatly.

"..." Mo Han’s face showed resignation. He knew Bai Ling’s temperament; once she decided something, she wouldn't easily change it. Although he held no great affection for either the Fire Cloud Empire or the Proud Moon Empire, he admittedly leaned slightly more toward the latter.

Moko, meanwhile, stared at Bai Ling and Mo Han in surprise, unable to fathom when they had arrived without him noticing a thing. They had clearly used an invisibility spell, yet not a single fluctuation of magic had been revealed. That level of skill was astonishing, especially Bai Ling, who exuded an immense pressure on him.

Thinking this, Moko slowly spoke, "Are you also mages of the Fire Cloud Empire?"

"No." Bai Ling's reply was decisive.

"Then why oppose this old man?"

Hearing Bai Ling’s answer, Moko showed confusion. He could sense Bai Ling’s extraordinary power and knew he couldn't guarantee victory against her. Therefore, he preferred not to engage in unnecessary conflict. Had Bai Ling’s strength been inferior to his, Moko would have already dispatched several spells to deal with her.

Bai Ling, hearing Moko’s question, impatiently retorted, "Are you deaf? I already said there's no reason; I just find you distasteful."

Moko was almost enraged by Bai Ling’s answer, but fearing that he was no match for Bai Ling and Mo Han—since he could not gauge the true depth of Bai Ling’s power—and given Mo Han’s presence, Moko had to restrain his anger, as he recognized his own inability to perform the rescue spell they had just executed.

"Your actions suggest you wish to be an enemy of the Proud Moon Empire. Have you considered the consequences?" Moko tried one last time, invoking the name of the Proud Moon Empire, hoping Bai Ling would reconsider her intervention.

However, Moko's gamble failed spectacularly. Given Bai Ling’s current strength, she held the Proud Moon Empire in utter disregard. Moko’s words were, to her, no different than passing wind.