Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 469 - 14 Taking Office at the Fortress

The White Wizard Army’s strength lies in two aspects, first is the strong lethality provided by the Magic Concentrated Fire, and the second is the strong survival ability provided by the cooperative spellcasting.

Through cooperative spellcasting, the elite White Wizard Army could even survive under the hands of the World Master.

But cooperative spellcasting required extremely precise coordination. A slight deviation could greatly weaken the effects of the cooperative spellcasting.

Ordinary White Wizard Army units would generally just use Magic Concentrated Fire. Using cooperative spellcasting, they would at most use a Legion Shield.

However, this device for strengthening spiritual power showed Richard a way to circumvent this difficulty.

Through amplification of spiritual power, he could control the energy of the entire Fire Lizard Battle Group by himself.

Such a method, in a normal White Wizard Army, was a waste. Although the amplification indeed allowed wizards to handle more energy, it also made them lose the ability to control it delicately.

This was like suddenly cramming a One Ring Wizard’s soul into a Three Rings Wizard’s body. A One Ring Wizard would only be able to awkwardly manipulate a Three Rings Wizard’s body and precise control like a Three Rings Wizard was simply not possible.

Without the assistance of other wizards, a Three Rings Wizard couldn’t possibly perform Legion Witchcraft.

But Richard was different, he had radiation control bestowed upon him by the Radiation Rule. He could use this to compensate for his deficiencies in precise control.

While still very difficult, it had now become possible for a Three Rings Wizard to perform Legion Witchcraft.

Having confirmed his thoughts, Richard turned to a wizard beside him and asked, "Can these Alchemy Power Armors be exchanged for battle achievements?"

In the list given by the logistics, Richard had not seen these Alchemy Power Armors.

"Of course, Master," the addressed wizard smiled, "Master, if you wish, you can apply for an Alchemy Power Armor from logistics right now.

With Master’s battle achievements, exchanging for a set of Alchemy Power Armor should be more than enough. However, Master, you would have to wait for a while since Alchemy Power Armors are custom-made.

Master, when applying, you will need to submit your body data and any spells that might affect the armor.

The Alchemy Master in logistics will tailor a suit of armor based on your data, Master, and add some unique auxiliary functions."

Saying this, the wizard spread his fingers, revealing a very sophisticated Alchemy Array in his palm.

"I just installed an Alchemy Array to assist me in combat."

Richard nodded in surprise. The Military Department’s approach to Power Armor was different from his. He was focusing on mass production, while the Military Department focused on quality.

Between these two approaches, the former was more suitable for large-scale warfare, while the latter was more suitable for combat operations and small-scale battles.

However, the Military Department clearly had no intention of popularizing Alchemy Power Armor, which presented an opportunity for him.

Richard could be certain that in the not-so-distant future, Alchemy Power Armor would become a mainstream magical equipment on the battlefield.

Due to the retreat of the magic tide, fewer wizards would be born in the Wizard World.

This meant that wizards were becoming increasingly precious. In the future, it might be likely that a wizard would command a large group of Alien Slaves or Synthetic Beasts to fight against Galaxy Mayflies.

At that time, the quality of the Alien Slaves would be particularly important.

A set of Alchemy Power Armor could greatly enhance the combat capability of an Alien Slave, and with just a bit of training, their combat effectiveness on the battlefield could actually be on par with that of wizards.

"After this war, the matter of the Alien Slave Legion should probably be brought to the table of the Truth Council," Richard thought to himself.

Although this was a special case, it couldn’t be denied that the number of wizards was indeed a big issue.

The Military Department’s Combat Wizards totaled about six million. While this number was sufficient for a Plane War, it was still insufficient for a civilization war.

"Ah, if only we could delay a couple of thousand years, the Wizard World would definitely not have the problems it does now."

...

About twenty kilometers from Fortress 394,

Richard used his Eagle Vision Skill to watch the fortress being attacked by a swarm of Red Mayflies, raising his eyebrows slightly.

Fortress 384 was located on a chokepoint in the Carol Mountain Range, controlling the only pass through the Carol Mountain Range.

Although for Mayflies, flying directly over the mountain range wasn’t impossible. But the average altitude of the Carol Mountains was five thousand meters, with some areas even exceeding eight thousand meters.

Whenever flying altitudes exceeded three thousand meters, the concentration of free Wind Elements in the unit space would rapidly increase.

Even a slight disturbance could cause a gale.

While a brief gale wouldn’t harm beings like wizards or Galaxy Mayflies in the short term, such disturbances would be sufficient for the wizards’ detection devices to pick up.

Thus, Fortress 394 had become a nail that the Galaxy Mayflies must remove to cross through the Carol Mountain Range.

That was also the primary reason for the severe losses at Fortress 394.

"About two hundred thousand, not bad."

Richard opened the Secret Realm Rift and temporarily moved the material-packed disposable spatial boxes into the realm.

"My friend, would you open the door for me?" Richard asked the wizard next to him.

Upon hearing Richard’s request, the escorting wizard was momentarily taken aback.

"What are you planning? We’ll be arriving in two minutes."

Richard smiled, "I plan to leave a deep impression on my new subordinates. Hurry, hurry, hurry."

Squeak, squeak, squeak...

Richard, standing amidst the open hatch below him, clutched the World Tree Magic Wand and flew towards the besieging mayfly swarm like a meteor.

Fortress 394, with acting Commander Mila, was struggling to maintain its defenses.

Since the fortress was located at a narrow pass, Fortress 394 was somewhat different from ordinary fortresses.

Unlike ordinary fortresses with four main castles, Fortress 394 had only two sub-castles. These sub-castles connected to the main castle, forming a triangle that tightly blocked the pass like a stopper.

This design allowed for tight interception when mayflies attempted to forcefully cross through the pass. However, this design became futile in the face of staff shortages.

Mila had no choice but to gather as many wizards as possible in the main castle, relying on concentrated firepower to ensure the fortress was not breached.

As for the mayflies that got through? Let them be, as long as the fortress remained intact.

Yet even so, with the commander fallen, she still struggled to defend against the onslaught of the Galaxy Mayflies.

The swarm of mayflies, like a giant net, completely covered the sky above the fortress. The rain-like energy beams pushed every Alchemy Gun Tower’s Magic Barrier to its critical range, ready to overload at any moment.

Once the Magic Barrier overloaded...

Boom!

An Alchemy Gun Tower erupted into a burst of pale blue light, its Magic Barrier finally overloaded from excessive attacks and collapsed. frёewebηovel.cѳm

Subsequently, descending energy beams melted the wizards operating the tower, along with the tower itself.

Without the protection of the Magic Barrier, the wizards’ own Energy Barriers couldn’t withstand such immense attacks.

Noticing the loss of the Alchemy Gun Tower, Mila’s head instantly burst into intense steam. The spells of the Alchemy Gun Towers each had their uses, interlinked with one another.

If one tower was destroyed, she had to adjust the coordination of the entire fortress’s rooftop gun towers.

Such calculations were challenging even for a Three Rings Wizard, and all the more difficult for Mila, a Second Ring Wizard. Had it not been for her being a wizard of the Soul School, her brain would have been boiling by now.

But before she could issue orders, several more explosions followed.

Three more Alchemy Gun Towers were destroyed.

This nearly brought her to tears.

She, a minor wizard who had only fought in three Plane Wars, how did she end up as the acting commander now?

Suddenly, Mila noticed that the mayflies’ attack had decreased sharply.

Looking up, she saw a brilliant aurora piercing through the mayflies’ defenses, turning the heavily protected Mayfly General into nothingness.

Following that, a giant wrapped in thunder, facing a tide-like attack, charged into the mayfly swarm.

In an instant, the thunder from the ground tower was drawn by the giant, and a vast Thunder Net instantly enveloped and trapped the mayflies.

Thunderous booms echoed!

A squadron of War Airships emerged from behind the giant, three of which cast Thunder Nets, effectively trapping the escaping mayflies.

Thousands of White Wizards surged out of the airships, their movements synchronized as they swung their Magic Wands as one entity. The next moment, an invisible storm swept up the now leaderless mayfly swarm in an instant.

Crimson limbs and fluids fell from the sky, like a bloody rain.

After cleaning up the remnants, the logistics team didn’t stop at Fortress 394—Richard was their cargo, and with Richard’s arrival, they naturally didn’t need to stay anymore.

Richard stood at the top of the fortress waving goodbye to the fleet, then turned to face Mila beside him.

"You’re the acting commander?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Good, first show me around the fortress. The command from headquarters should have arrived, I am your new Commander, Richard."

Looking at the wizard in a black robe before her, Mila’s heart pounded fiercely.

Wizards always revered the strong, and even White Wizards were no exception.

But upon hearing Richard declare himself as the commander, her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"Sir, you are the commander?"

Mila looked at Richard’s black robe; wizards do not mix robes. Richard wearing a black robe meant he was a Black Wizard.

A Black Wizard as their commander?

"Of course," Richard smiled, "Headquarters has no extra forces for you, so they just sent me to hold on.

My combat ability is quite good, barely enough for a small group of White Wizards."

Recalling Richard’s recent display of overwhelming strength, Mila swallowed hard.

This combat prowess was more than just ’quite good.’

Singlehandedly causing the entire mayfly swarm to collapse, such power almost equated to a one-man army.

But... since Richard was not a White Wizard, her role as the acting commander seemed destined to last a bit longer.

Being worlds apart, a Black Wizard without systematic training, commanding a White Wizard Army, would surely lead to chaos.

Thinking this, Mila’s expression instantly fell.

"Come, Sir, let me first show you around the fortress’s armaments."