The Synthesis Wizard-Chapter 249 - 259: The invasion war turned into a defense war

"What is that?"

Inside the Dusk Wizard Tower, a group of Dark Throne wizards stared at the scene outside, their faces clouded with disbelief and uncertainty.

"Enchanted ships?"

"Perhaps some kind of magical construct."

"Ridiculous! Does the Star Alliance really think these ships can stand against wizard towers?"

A round of scornful laughter filled the room.

The airships looked massive, but compared to the towering grandeur of wizard towers, they seemed like mere toys.

"Foolish dreamers," Yuxi sneered.

Although the Star Alliance's swift response had disrupted the expected effects of the ambush, it didn't matter. The wizard towers were his real trump card. As long as these five wizard towers remained, the victory of this war was assured.

"Release all the Dusk Wolves," Yuxi ordered, waving his hand.

[Command received.]

The tower's spirit responded immediately.

In the sky above the battlefield, countless arrays materialized in front of the five wizard towers. Out of these arrays charged ferocious, colossal wolves, howling as they emerged.

These wolves were at least twice the size of the black wolves already on the battlefield. Like their smaller counterparts, they were jet-black, but their appearance varied subtly:

Some bore claws of dark gray.

Others had crimson fangs that resembled fresh blood.

Some were surrounded by an eerie mist, their forms flickering between corporeal and ethereal.

Still others seemed composed of shadows, their twisted forms wavering like living darkness.

"Grayclaw, Bloodfang, Misthowl, Shadowshade... the famed Dusk Wolves of the Wolf Tide Plane," Cyril remarked, his eyes gleaming with interest as he scrutinized the monstrous creatures.

"I've heard each Dusk Wolf possesses the power of a first-rank wizard," he added, his tone a mix of admiration and trepidation.

Maisha nodded slightly. "Correct. The Valley of Twilight in the Wolf Tide Plane is a rare breeding ground for wizard-level beasts. It's the most valuable resource of the entire plane. Yuxi's rise to become a candidate for the Dark Throne's coveted rank of Robe Wizard is largely due to these wolves."

Cyril's expression briefly flickered with envy.

As a third-rank wizard, he too controlled a plane, but its war potential and resource abundance were mediocre at best, far inferior to the Wolf Tide Plane. A plane capable of mass-producing wizard-level combatants was the dream of every wizard.

"The Star Alliance is going to have a tough time now," Cyril mused.

Maisha thought back to what Amy had told her and smiled faintly. "Not necessarily."

"Why do you say that, Lady Maisha?" Cyril asked, puzzled.

"Just watch," Maisha replied, her gaze fixed firmly on the battlefield.

The Dusk Wolves roared and charged toward the fleet. Over two hundred wizard-level beasts surged forward, their overwhelming aura darkening the sky like a shroud of gloom.

Suddenly, the sides of three leading airships opened, revealing pitch-black exits.

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Out leapt squid-like constructs, their tentacles flailing as they hurtled toward the wolves.

Simultaneously, graceful humanoid figures vaulted off the decks. Pausing briefly in midair, they streaked toward the wolves like shimmering comets.

"What are those?" one Dark Throne wizard asked, frowning.

"Golems and wizards?"

"No, they all look identical. They're not humans—they're also constructs!"

"Humanoid constructs? Probably some micro-golem technology."

"Whatever they are, they're no match for the Dusk Wolves," a wizard scoffed.

But the laughter died abruptly as the squid-like golems' tentacles lit up with brilliant magical energy. In the next moment, a barrage of spells engulfed the Dusk Wolves, blotting out the sky.

Howl!

Outnumbered two-to-one, and with the golems' tentacles multiplying the assault several times over, the Dusk Wolves let out agonized cries as they were bombarded by waves of magic.

Before they could recover, another onslaught hit them—a hailstorm of metal infused with magical energy, unleashed by the humanoid constructs using their magitek cores.

"Wizard-level constructs!" a Dark Throne wizard exclaimed in horror.

The others quickly paled.

"Hundreds of constructs... all wizard-level?"

"How is that possible?"

"Where did the Star Alliance get the resources and expertise to create so many wizard-level constructs?"

Yuxi's face darkened, his confidence shaken.

The constructs emerging from the airships numbered over seven hundred. How could a fledgling wizard faction from a sealed plane have forged such a formidable force?

"So, they have some tricks up their sleeve," Yuxi muttered coldly. Seeing the Dusk Wolves faltering under the relentless assault, he decisively ordered his wizard towers to attack.

High above, the five wizard towers remained motionless, save for the areas near their summits. There, pinpoints of light appeared, quickly expanding into blinding orbs of brilliance.

The next second, beams of crimson light shot out in all directions, blanketing the airships in a storm of destruction.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The airships hit by the crimson beams erupted into fiery explosions, their remains plummeting toward the earth. Within moments, over a dozen first- and second-tier airships were reduced to scrap.

Only the third-tier airships, with their reinforced defenses, managed to withstand the onslaught.

The airships retaliated, unleashing waves of spell beams and magical artillery. The sky turned into a chaotic battlefield of flashing lights and booming detonations.

The wizard towers, with their superior firepower and defenses, appeared to hold the upper hand. Each tower's attack destroyed multiple airships, while the towers' protective energy fields deflected most of the incoming fire.

Yet the airships pressed on, fearlessly surrounding the towers and pouring relentless firepower onto them. Individually, their attacks barely scratched the energy fields, but their sheer volume began to take its toll.

Soon, one of the smaller wizard towers, Grayclaw Tower, showed signs of strain. Its energy field flickered and wavered.

"Master, Grayclaw Tower's energy field is down to less than 15%!" a Dark Throne wizard reported grimly.

Yuxi's jaw tightened.

"I underestimated these toys. They're more effective than I thought. Order Grayclaw Tower to retreat and repair its energy field."

"Yes, Master!"

But before Grayclaw Tower could retreat, a rift suddenly tore open in the void a few hundred meters away.

From it emerged another wizard tower.

Unlike the others, this tower's pinnacle erupted with an overwhelming brilliance that made it hard to look directly at.

The next moment, countless spell beams shot out, slamming directly into the Grayclaw Wizard Tower.

The sheer number of spell beams far exceeded any other wizard tower on the battlefield, even outstripping the firepower of the Dusk Wizard Tower itself.

With a single strike, the energy shield of the Grayclaw Wizard Tower, already weakened to its last 15%, was shattered instantly. The spell beams punched through the tower, leaving it riddled with gaping holes.

Boom!

The Grayclaw Wizard Tower emitted smoke and faint sparks as it tilted, plummeting helplessly toward the ground.

"Damn it!"

Yuxi was seething with a mix of rage and shock.

He was furious at how the enemy had exploited the moment of weakness to strike a devastating blow. But what truly alarmed him was the extraordinary power of their attack.

Even with the energy shield reduced to 15%, the tower should have been able to withstand at least one attack. And how had their tower managed such an overwhelming barrage of spell beams? Just how many spell cannons had that wizard tower been equipped with?

On the other side, Cyril was equally taken aback.

"This tower's spell cannons are terrifyingly powerful!"

Maisha's eyes sparkled. "Three hundred cannons, all enhanced. With that many, I wonder if its energy reserves can sustain the output?"

Inside the Dusk Wizard Tower, Yuxi's expression darkened as he issued a command.

"Focus all fire on that wizard tower. Take it down first!"

The remaining four wizard towers shifted their firepower, converging their attacks on the Starshine Wizard Tower.

In an instant, countless spell beams and magical blasts slammed into the Starshine Wizard Tower. Yet, the tower seemed completely unscathed, absorbing the onslaught without even a flicker of instability.

Meanwhile, its retaliation struck back with devastating precision. With a single barrage, the Bloodfang Wizard Tower's energy shield lost a staggering 20% of its durability.

"Damn it! This tower's firepower is beyond the small-class category—it's at least mid-class!"

"Who in their right mind equips a tower with so many cannons? Are they insane?"

"And its energy shield—it's not small-class either!"

"Relax," Yuxi interjected sharply, silencing the growing panic among his ranks. "This level of firepower is unsustainable. Even a mid-class wizard tower will run out of energy quickly under this kind of load."

Yuxi's reassurance steadied his subordinates for the moment. Then, with a cold gleam in his eyes, he barked out further orders.

"Activate the Disintegration Cannons on Bloodfang, Misthowl, and Shadowshade Towers. Twilight Tower, deploy the Plasma Cannon. Let's see how long they can hold out."

The four towers unleashed their most devastating weapons. Three beams of pale gray light and one streak of electric blue plasma converged on the Starshine Wizard Tower in a fearsome display of destructive power.

Yet the result was no different from before.

The Starshine Wizard Tower stood unharmed, its surface rippling faintly with energy fluctuations but otherwise unperturbed.

"...!!"

The sight left Yuxi and his wizards momentarily speechless, their faces etched with disbelief.

Cyril, observing from a distance, let out a sharp breath. "A large-class labyrinthine energy shield? No, even a large-class shield wouldn't block this level of attack so easily!"

Maisha's gaze gleamed with admiration. "It's not just large-class—it's been heavily modified. Its defensive capabilities are clearly superior to anything in its class."

Cyril stared in stunned silence for a moment before shaking his head in awe.

This Starshine Wizard Tower wasn't merely mid-class as previously thought; it was a fortified mid-class tower, likely recently upgraded. And its energy shield surpassed even large-class towers in durability and resilience.

But Cyril's astonishment didn't end there.

The tower's energy reserves seemed equally exceptional. Typically, a mid-class wizard tower equipped with 300 spell cannons operating at full capacity would burn through its energy reserves in two to three volleys. Even a large-class tower would struggle to sustain more than seven or eight volleys.

Yet the Starshine Wizard Tower had already fired ten volleys, with no signs of energy depletion. Its energy reserves were clearly beyond even large-class standards.

"Could its elemental pool also be enhanced beyond large-class?" Cyril muttered, overwhelmed by amazement.

Amid the intense battle, the four remaining wizard towers of the Dark Throne continued to expend energy rapidly. Meanwhile, the Starshine Wizard Tower's relentless firepower remained undiminished.

The surrounding flying airships, though battered, also continued their assault, gradually wearing down the enemy towers.

Soon, following the Grayclaw Tower, the Bloodfang Tower's energy shield collapsed. A single barrage from the Starshine Wizard Tower rendered it a smoking wreck, plummeting to the ground.

Panic spread among the wizards of the Dark Throne.

"What do we do, my lord?" They turned to Yuxi with desperate eyes.

Yuxi's face was a storm of fury and frustration. He had underestimated the Starshine Wizard Tower's defensive and offensive capabilities, which clearly exceeded even a fortified mid-class tower.

What he had assumed to be a small-class tower was, in fact, a reinforced mid-class masterpiece—one that surpassed his own Dusk Wizard Tower in nearly every aspect.

Casting his gaze across the battlefield, Yuxi saw his forces crumbling on all fronts.

The Dusk Wolves, vastly outnumbered by the Starshine Wizard Tower's army of wizard-class constructs, were suffering heavy casualties and would soon be annihilated.

On the ground, the black wolf horde was being decimated, not only by the enemy's relentless advance but also by a sudden appearance of over a dozen dragons. These mighty creatures soared above the battlefield, raining fiery breath upon the wolves, wreaking havoc in their ranks.

The wolves were being driven back toward the Wolf Tide Plane, and Yuxi knew that once they retreated, the invasion would turn into a counteroffensive.

"Should we retreat?" The thought crossed Yuxi's mind, leaving him torn with indecision.

The stakes were monumental. This mission was his opportunity to ascend to the rank of Robe Wizard. Failure would not only cost him dearly but also jeopardize his standing with Lord Wood, dashing his hopes of future advancement.

But hesitation proved fatal.

A deafening explosion signaled the destruction of the Misthowl Tower—leaving only two of the Dark Throne's towers intact.

"Retreat!" Yuxi finally barked, his voice laced with suppressed fury.

The remnants of the Dusk Wolves, now frenzied, surged toward the Starshine Wizard Tower in a last-ditch effort to buy time.

Cyril blinked in surprise, watching as the Dusk and Shadowshade Towers began to retreat.

"Yuxi is running!" he exclaimed.

The Starshine Wizard Tower obliterated the remaining Dusk Wolves with precision fire, then immediately set its sights on the retreating towers, pursuing them relentlessly.

Maisha's

lips curved into a faint smile.

The outcome was clear.

The Star Alliance had won this invasion battle.

But the war wasn't over yet. Now, the focus would shift to the Wolf Tide Plane—a new battleground for the next phase of the conflict.