"Compared to wizards, our Athyst Race’s level of slyness can only be described as child’s play,"
Sulca laughed heartily.
"Oh saints above, bear witness to us slaughtering the invaders, to bring glory to the Holy Clan!"
Streams of purple light surged from all directions.
In the face of the vast hordes of black beasts, they seed insignificant, yet each one radiated an aura of undeniable dominance.
"The Strongest Tribe!"
Their cries swept through the air, ripping the sky asunder.
The arrays surrounding the Sky Fire Fortress flashed wildly.
Beske Taylor called out loudly,
"Don’t panic, everyone. The Sky Fire Fortress is protected by a Sixth-circle array, an unbreakable defense. All units will fight in shifts, prioritizing the flying black beasts and the long-distance ones attacking the array to prevent energy depletion. The black beast army is vast;
prepare for a protracted battle."
In an instant, the well-trained wizard army dispersed to every corner within the city. Under the leadership of Fifth-Circle Wizards, they engaged in battle with the black beast army.
Goz approached Roman and asked,
"Lord, the ancient tower is about to close, and although we haven’t completely explored the Holy Fire Plateau, it is mostly done... Can we use the Sky Fire Fortress to travel through the void directly, leaving this place to avoid aningless battles? After all, killing black beasts isn’t very valuable."
Their original intention was to take this opportunity to hunt down so from the Athyst Race, but now, it seed the main enemy had beco the black beasts.
Roman spoke indifferently,
"You make sense, but the Sky Fire Fortress was damaged in the previous battles and can only perform ordinary flight, unable to travel through the void... Of course, I could use control spells to shrink it and escape with it, but what about all the wizards inside the city? Should we expose them all to the enemy? So, tell these people, if they want to live, they need to kill all the enemies. With here, the sky won’t fall!"
Roman was full of confidence.
Goz had nothing more to say, but he began to have second thoughts.
With three level six experts on the enemy side and only one on theirs, how could they fight?
High above the battlefield, a few unassuming Flying Scythe Beasts circled in the Wind Disaster Stratum.
A thousand miles away.
Levi and the Holy Infant, each in a different direction, watched covertly.
"Two black beast lords, one Athyst Race general, one primordial soul wizard... This is an unprecedented grand lee."
It was also his first ti witnessing a war of this scale.
"I can’t go out now;
the level six experts haven’t started fighting yet. If they discover , I’ll be in big trouble."
The battlefield was like a at grinder, with one black beast after another dying, their corpses strewn across the wilderness. Levi watched until his eyes grew weary.
"After this haul, whether it’s crafting talismans or Long, we won’t have to worry about black beast materials for a long ti."
Originally, Levi had intended to scavenge corpses from the Athyst Race, but now he realized that compared to the tens of thousands of black beast corpses, that was nothing.
Using the Flying Scythe Beast drones, Levi continuously monitored the battlefield.
The black beasts’ first surge was quickly quelled by the arrays.
It was clear that the Nine Cities Alliance had already rehearsed this many tis over.
All wizards were divided into different combat groups, taking turns in battle.
Once they almost depleted their spiritual force and spell power, they would rotate out for a rest.
This way, there were always wizards available to protect the array’s side and clear out the black beasts.
Roman, with his arms crossed over the void, exuded a magnificent presence. This day’s battle would undoubtedly be projected to the Wizard World.
Let the world witness the might of the Burning School of Thought.
...
anwhile.
Outside the Dark Ancient Tower.
This unprecedented, massive-scale battle drew the attention of countless individuals.
The Burning School of Thought was ablaze with excitent.
"Burn, burn, burn! Let the flas purify everything!"
"This is the School that birthed the current Grand Council Chairman!"
"We are number one!"
Of course, the other Wizard Schools also hoped that the Nine Cities Alliance would be victorious. This was the fundantal sense of a common civilization.
In the Land of Darkness.
Suddenly, a purple projection appeared beside the Dragon Abomination Venerable.
His towering form reached the sky, covered in various ferocious scars.
The Fire Sovereign laughed,
"Athyst Saint, you’ve also co... Oh, it’s just a projection. I wondered how you dared leave the Athyst Plane, being so close to Nora."
The Athyst Saint sneered,
"I’ve co to witness the children of the Holy Clan shatter the self-esteem of those self-righteous wizards."
Two Pan-Plane top five powerhouses conversed while the Dragon Abomination Venerable silently watched the battle, not intervening.
As the most knowledgeable being about the Three-Headed Dragon Abomination in the Pan-Plane,
It intuitively felt that the youngster wouldn’t miss such a festive occasion.
Perhaps, in ti, he would bring a great surprise.
...
At the edge of the Holy Fire Plateau.
Where the black beasts, Athyst Race, and the Nine Cities Alliance’s armies clashed, shadows lurked in concealnt.
Like Levi, they all awaited the mont when the clam and snipe struggle, and the fisherman profits.
In a valley.
The Rust Dragon Wizard gazed into the distance, with Fifth-Circle Perfection wizards Alexandra and Elsie by his side.
Alexandra laughed,
"This spectacle makes doubt whether the Nine Cities Alliance can hold on..."
Elsie said,
"Even if they hold, the Nine Cities Alliance will surely be severely weakened and gravely hurt..."
The Rust Dragon Wizard comnted lightly,
"Let’s see how Roman deals with this."
At the edge of the battlefield.
Levi’s Danger Perception was constantly triggered.
"There must be level six experts hidden around, with the sa intentions as ... Those too far from the South probably didn’t co, but Rust Senior likely did."
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