Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 218 - 2 The Opening Battle

On the plains, Harash looked at the giant shadows gradually emerging in the heavenly vault, feeling a flicker of unease in his heart.

As the newly appointed marshal of the Morick Empire, he had fought countless times against the other two empires, witnessing all manner of strange and mystical tactics.

Whether it was the giant dragon beasts or the resurrected undead dragons, he had overcome them with his exquisite martial skills and the loyalty of his subordinates.

He believed that he could win any war he encountered with these things.

But today, his confidence wavered.

In the sky, two metal spheres, each tens of thousands of meters in diameter, were slowly entering their world, their enormous size making the Fire Lizard King's pyramid, in comparison, look like a commoner's small house.

But as the commander-in-chief, Harash knew he must not panic; if the marshal were to panic, there would be no point in fighting this battle.

Harash, expressionless, glanced at the two fire lizards beside him, both of whom were about his height, but both fell short of him in terms of life radiation and energy fluctuations.

They were generals from the other two empires; all three empires had agreed to cooperate half a year ago. After confirming that the entry point for the wizards into the world was on the Bavarian plains of the Morick Empire, each of the two empires sent an army of five hundred thousand fire lizards to assist the Morick Empire in battle.

However, whether it was the Morick Empire or the other two empires, each had its own calculations in mind.

The outcome of this opening battle would affect the decisions of the three empires going forward.

Hum!

A wave of invisible fluctuations emanated from the heavenly vault as the Floating City finally broke through the World Barrier.

"Prepare to meet the enemy; ready the Dragon Breath Cannons."

Harash coolly gave the order, which, through the order officer, quickly spread to an army of millions of fire lizards.

"Lord Harash, don't you think you're a bit too nervous, using the Dragon Breath Cannon right off the bat?" said a fire lizard general from the Linksa Empire.

The voice of this fire lizard general, carrying the characteristic "hiss" of a Linksa Empire Black Corner Fire Lizard, sounded like a cold snake hissing in your ear.

"Balashar, are you questioning my decision?" Harash coldly turned to the questioning fire lizard.

The three empires were no strangers to conflicts with one another, and as marshal, Harash had dealt with generals from the Linksa Empire before; Balashar was one of those who had been defeated by Harash.

Or rather, there were few generals in the Linksa Empire who had not been defeated by Harash.

"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare. How could I possibly question the marshal's commands?" Balashar said with a hint of sarcasm, "I was just curious as to why the renown brave and fearless Harash would be so wary of these newcomers from the skies.

To use a decisive weapon like the Dragon Breath Cannon right from the start..."

As a general, Balashar was far less knowledgeable about wizards than was Harash the marshal.

"You'd better curb your curiosity; war has no need for it, and I do not need a curious subordinate. Question my commands again, and I'll twist off your head to feed the dragon beasts!"

Harash showed no courtesy to this defeated subordinate, and as he spoke, his body erupted with a powerful Dragon Power, causing all the fire lizards in the strategy room to bristle their scales.

Under this Dragon Power, Balashar's legs momentarily went weak, almost causing him to kneel on the ground.

The dragon's mighty aura was oppressive to all of the Dragon Blood Species; amongst the Dragon Blood Species, the level of bloodline purity would determine their hierarchical status.

"Lord Harash, let's not squabble with Balashar; Black Corner Fire Lizards are always like that, their mouths forever tougher than their bones," commented another fire lizard dressed in white robes and appearing agile, mocking from across Balashar.

Harash glanced at him, "Mai Han, have your men ready the rot dragons, on standby for my command."

This fire lizard named Mai Han came from the Mias Empire, another one who had been defeated by Harash, but unlike Balashar, he was very obedient to Harash's orders.

"Your will, Lord Harash."

After speaking, Mai Han had an order officer convey Harash's command.

Harash approached the edge of the strategy room, watching as those two massive objects continued to push into the world.

He summoned an order officer, "Send the command down: Dragon Breath Bombs, three volleys of fire."

"Yes!"

...

The Floating City gradually moved further inside the world. Richard stood on the edge of the Floating City, quietly observing the grand war about to begin.

Although technical consultants also needed to be on the battlefield, Richard's Magic Support Vehicle was clearly not needed for the opening battle.

So he could still stand on the Floating City, overlooking the entire battlefield like the members of the Wizard Commerce.

Boom!

The floor beneath Richard's feet suddenly trembled slightly.

Tens of thousands of crimson fireballs shot out from the arms of the native forces, slamming into the lower halves of the two Floating Cities.

The fireballs seemed very large, mostly golden yellow, each one with a radius of about four meters. The weapons firing them looked like giant tortoises with volcano-like structures on their backs.

"War Beasts, strategic weapons; these natives seem to be quite formidable," said Bob, interestedly, standing beside Richard.

"This time, we're in for a good show."

"A good show?" Richard was somewhat displeased with Bob's choice of words, frowning, "Bob, this is a war, one where tens of thousands of wizards are going to die. Using the word show doesn't seem quite respectful."

Bob chuckled and adjusted the monocle over his left eye.

"Richard, I apologize for my inappropriate metaphor. However, we can't deny that war, to some extent, truly is a form of art.

It possesses a cruel kind of beauty."

"Beauty?"

Richard reflected on his own slaughter in the depths of the Insect Nest World, and the brutality of the final battle.

"I think, Bob, you might have been away from the battlefield for too long; watching a war from atop a Floating City gives a different feeling than being in the thick of it."

Bob shrugged noncommittally.

To the Floating City, the natives' fireballs posed no significant threat. As a crystallization of Alchemy Wizard technology, every part of the Floating City was imbued with the wisdom of the Wizards.

Although the lower hemisphere of the Floating City lacked a Magic Barrier, all the alloy components were coated with a high-temperature-resistant layer.

These fireballs might look powerful, but hitting the Floating City, they only resulted in a few minor dents.

"Begin deploying the mixed Slave Army."

Richard's Communication Crystal Ball relayed the command from the headquarters, launching the first blow in the Wizard Realm's standard three-pronged assault.

As an entrance opened beneath the Floating City, a torrent of strange and bizarre creatures surged forth.

Among these beings were those of flesh and those of the Element, and Richard noticed quite a few familiar figures.

"The Slave Army from the Insect Nest World is being put to use so soon?"

Updat𝓮d fr𝙤m ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com.

Richard eyed the group of Black Crystal Insects, distinctive from the other slaves, commanded by Priest Insects, with Warrior Worms serving as foot soldiers and Mother Worm Guards mixed in, moving with a well-ordered precision that stood out in the chaotic throng of slave creatures.

"No wonder every Great Wizard wants their own Slave World; the Slave Armies from there are far superior to ordinary slaves."

Hearing Richard's muttering, a curious Bob asked:

"Richard, have you seen those insects before? They seem quite strong in battle; do you have a way in?"

Slave trade was one of the most lucrative businesses in the Wizard World, with a good slave ranging from a few Magic Essences to several dozen. Nearly every Wizard Commerce dealt in the slave trade.

"These insects come from a Slave World; I didn't expect to see them on the battlefield so soon," Richard said, somewhat nostalgically.

Over a hundred years ago, he had fought these insects to the death; he never imagined that a century later, they would become his allies.

"Oh? Great Wizard Qing Shuang has acquired another Slave World!" Bob exclaimed in surprise, "I haven't heard of Great Wizard Qing Shuang joining any Plane Wars in recent years."

Richard gave him a look: "I never said Great Wizard Qing Shuang had a new Slave World. There are still rebel forces in that world that haven't been eradicated; if you're thinking of being a middleman, forget it."

"Just asking. Slave trade isn't the main focus for our Nine Star Chamber of Commerce."

Bob smiled good-naturedly, but his mind began to recall all the expedition records from the past two hundred years.

Due to the conditions of his accompanying army, Richard was very tight-lipped about his identity. After all, if those Wizards of the Commerce found out, it could lead to a stir.

Every kind of resource development in the New World was incredibly precious; the slice of the pie that a Great Wizard was willing to share was limited. If one person dropped out, it meant a little more for the others.

Therefore, aside from knowing Richard had designed the Magic Support Vehicle, Bob was in the dark about other developments these past few years.

However, Bob wasn't particularly concerned with Richard's identity. As an emerging Commerce, the Nine Stars could only hope to scrape together leftovers from resource development.

Even if he knew Richard's identity, he would simply see it as an opportunity to forge a good relationship.

The Magic Support Vehicle had shown him the potential profits of being a middleman.

...

Watching the Slave Army descend from the sky, Harash commanded his troops to meet the enemy, expressionless.

The Fire Lizards wore black metal Armor, wielding Scimitars and long spears, cutting through the Slave Army as sharply as swords.

Organization was a key measure of an army's strength; an equal force of irregulars could only be annihilated by a standing army.

The mixed Slave Army was a band of irregulars and thus, when they faced the Fire Lizard army, they crashed against them like waves against the rocks.

No matter how ferocious the waves, they could only shatter to pieces upon the rocks.

Watching the Slave Army easily held back by the Fire Lizard army, Harash felt no joy in his heart.

His intuition told him that these beings called Wizards could not possibly be so weak.

As the Slave Army steadily dwindled, voices began to flow from the Wizards' Crystal Balls.

"The world is tentatively named Red Sun World, with a Magic Power concentration five times that of the Wizard World. The air has a higher density of the Fire Element, causing certain Elemental Damage through erosion, which those with a Physique of fifty-five and above can be immune to.

This world has special rules – every three days, there's an imbalance of the Fire Element. All Fire Element Spells in this world increase in power by twenty percent, while Water Element Spells decrease in effectiveness by fifty percent.

The species is tentatively named Fire Lizard. Combat members are between two to three meters tall, with an evolved Physique. They are preliminarily estimated to have a Physique around seventy points and exhibit Dragon Breath-like Elemental Damage. Their Energy Level is estimated at three hundred, but some special Fire Lizards exhibit higher Energy Levels of Breath.

The combat members of this species are skilled in using Scimitars and long spears, dealing Cutting and Piercing Damage. Their tails can cause Blunt Damage. They have low Element Resistance and higher resistance to the Fire Element. It is recommended to defeat them with spells.

..."

"The consumption of the mixed Slave Army is over half. Prepare the White Wizard Army!"