Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 475 - 20: The Arrival of the King of Mayfly

Richard looked at the suddenly overcast sky, the ripples of space fostering unease within him.

No, not just some unease, but a great deal.

As a wizard, he felt both unfamiliar and familiar with this scene.

The familiar part was that every time wizards invaded the Otherworld, such ripples would occur. The unfamiliar part was that he was usually the invader.

This was his first time adopting the victim’s perspective.

"The Galaxy Mayfly has launched an offensive; we need to rush to Fortress 194!"

Delis looked at the sky, his usually expressionless face now as unyielding as if he were wearing an iron mask.

His gaze shifted to the White Wizard Army around him as he started to weigh whether to stay with them or not.

Having been through so many wars, before becoming a legend, Delis’s greatest strength lay in making the right life-and-death decisions.

Now, he had come to another crossroad of fate.

Do I leave, or do I stay?

"Increase your speed! Don’t hold back your magic power!"

Richard’s roar pulled Delis out of his deliberations; watching Richard striving to organize the army, he couldn’t help but say:

"Richard, if you leave the army now, you’ll reach the fortress faster."

"I know," Richard replied, turning to look at Delis with a strange glint in his eyes.

"But I simply can’t abandon these wizards. For me, leaving just means a faster arrival.

But for them, my departure means cutting off their last chance of survival."

Richard’s words were absolute; he did not exaggerate his importance. To the White Wizard Army, Richard was an essential part of their survival.

Without Richard’s command, a few Second Ring wizards would not be able to lead the White Wizards back to the fortress.

Richard’s words left Delis in silence.

He suddenly realized that they were on a battlefield of civilization. They were not fighting a war guaranteed to win, a war where the death of a comrade beside them was inconsequential.

They were facing an enemy of their own caliber.

They had to exert every bit of their strength for even a chance at victory.

Wasting any part of that strength was shameful.

And besides... Delis looked ahead, his senses telling him there was a vast swarm of mayflies gathering there.

"Richard, prepare to meet the enemy."

Delis swung his magic wand, and a shadow spilled from its tip, revealing the shadow mayflies hidden in the air.

These shadow mayflies were pitch-black and somewhat ethereal, leaving one uncertain whether the darkness affected them or if it was their natural state.

"I’ve seen these subspecies before; they possess the ability to hide in the shadows and are quite powerful. They must be the elite of the Galaxy Mayflies," Delis said, eyeing the half-million-strong shadow mayflies before him as he waved his magic wand again.

"I can use the Space Anchor to delay their time to slip into the shadows; the rest is up to you."

Richard said nothing more, immediately giving orders through the psychic network.

"Legion Magic, Sky-splitting Arrow, get ready."

The next moment, the flying wizards began to adjust their formation. Moving and spellcasting was a challenge for the Wizard Army, especially since this group was cobbled together. Though they could cooperate, they still fell short compared to a single-unit army of wizards.

This severely tested the commander’s skills.

Legion Magic was like a wild dragon; when the White Wizard Army summoned it, they would use their spiritual power as the shackles to bind it. But a lack of close coordination could weaken the shackles imposed by the White Wizards on the Legion Magic, thereby increasing the commander’s burden.

Usually, a commander would choose to control only a part of the power to reduce the difficulty of spellcasting.

After all, the commander was but a Three Rings Wizard, and there was a limit to their spiritual power.

But Richard did not do so.

In Richard’s mind, Legion Magic was like a fearsome and raging sea serpent. Even with five thousand shackles on it, it was still untamed and arrogant. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

Richard stared at it, his vast spiritual power transforming into a mighty hand, pinning down its dragon head.

The sea serpent wanted to struggle, but an invisible shackle infiltrated its body.

Beyond spiritual power, Richard could also use radiant control as reins.

The next moment, Richard’s eyes flared open as, with the double locks of spiritual power and radiant control, an invisible arrow shot forth following his magic wand’s direction.

Simultaneously, Delis, too, swung his magic wand.

An intangible ripple immediately sealed a space less than ten meters in diameter in the center of the Mayfly Army.

Delis knew that with his abilities, he could not possibly freeze the space where the entire Mayfly Army assembled, even if it meant his death.

But to handle this swarm, he needed not freeze the entirety of the space.

All he needed was to prevent the Mayfly General from escaping, and the rest would undoubtedly stay.

Whether out of a will to live or rational judgment, this was a decision that could be easily made.

And indeed, as he anticipated, once they realized they could not enter the shadows, the Mayfly Army immediately shrunk their formation.

Hundreds of thousands of Mayflies overlapped each other, firmly protecting the Mayfly Generals within.

The next moment, an invisible windstorm arrow appeared before them.

Swish!

The Sky-splitting Arrow instantly pierced through the flank of the Mayfly Army, its tail feathers bringing hurricanes that blew apart the Mayfly formation on the flank.

"Legion Magic, Legion Shield, charge with full force!"

Richard issued the commands again through the spirit network, and the White Wizards quickly changed formation. Soon, a thick Magic Barrier covered the entire legion.

Holding up the barrier, the White Wizard Army was unstoppable, directly breaking through the flank of the Mayfly Army.

The Galaxy Mayflies wanted to pursue, but the White Wizard Army retaliated with a triple salvo of Magic Concentrated Fire.

A brief Fire Element Storm instantly blocked the Mayflies’ path.

However, having broken through the barriers of the Galaxy Mayflies, Richard felt no joy in his heart. He looked up at the sky, where the invisible space ripples had become even more intense.

In the center of those ripples, a being was trying to descend into the world.

"World Master?"

Richard muttered to himself, looking at the center of the ripples.

"It’s not just one World Master." Delis joined the conversation.

His gaze was heavy as he looked up at the sky; having once been on the threshold of becoming a Great Wizard, he understood the power of the World Masters far better than Richard did.

The might faintly visible within the ripples was certainly not something one World Master could possess.

Suddenly, the spatial ripples swiftly turned into a towering tidal wave.

At the very center of the waves, a black mountain revealed just the tip of its iceberg.

Simultaneously, every Galaxy Mayfly in the Galaxy World stopped in its tracks. A weak yet long-lasting pulse of spiritual power instantly passed through Richard’s perception.

Richard’s face turned somewhat grim as he looked at Delis, seeing even this Legendary Wizard often unshakable in demeanor showing a trace of horror.

"Master, my feeling is not wrong, is it?" Richard spoke stiffly, "The entire world’s Galaxy Mayflies are connecting their soul networks."

Delis nodded slightly, his gaze immediately shifting to the slowly emerging black mountain.

The black mountain did not appear to be made of stone; it looked like a non-Newtonian fluid. Its shape seemed to be ever-changing, carrying a jelly-like eerie texture.

It was as if it were a Sealing, with a tide of Galaxy Mayflies pouring out from its innards upon entering the Galaxy World.

"Where are the Great Wizards?"

Richard couldn’t help but ask.

At this time, the Great Wizards should make their appearance, right? Wizards weren’t like Song Xianggong, taking advantage of the time Galaxy Mayflies were entering the world for a surprise attack would be perfect, wouldn’t it?

But before he had finished speaking, he saw three beams of light shooting into the sky.

The corner of the black mountain that had entered the world, under the bombardment of the three beams, suddenly became solidified and then burst into countless black pebbles.

Hundreds of thousands of Mayflies were turned into a mist of blood under the shockwave of the bursts of light.

The Wizards had left three Teleportation Gates in the Galaxy World, each manned by a Great Wizard.

At this moment, the three Great Wizards stood in the sky looking at each other from afar, the Twilight Great Wizard of the Third War Zone with a figure draped in a black robe, pale as a skeleton, stood like a white bone Heavenly Pillar. The Greenrock Great Wizard of the Second War Zone clad in rock Armor, moss-covered stone body suspended in the sky like a mountain.

And in the First Battle Zone, the Bronze Spear Great Wizard resembled a bronze-casted warrior figurine with the legendary Bronze Spear in hand that could pierce the Heavenly Vault slowly shedding its patina, revealing an edge that almost seemed to split space itself.

Their arrival undoubtedly injected a dose of adrenaline into the Wizards; on the frontlines, tens of millions of Wizards were cheering.

With the presence of the three Great Wizards on the battlefield, they couldn’t possibly lose this war.

But Richard was not so thrilled.

He looked up at the slowly appearing black mountain in the sky, a faint sense of crisis prickling at his back.

Sure enough, just as the three Great Wizards prepared to strike again.

A figure, somewhat diminutive in comparison to the Great Wizards, crawled out from the black mountain.

In the next instant, another Spiritual Shock swept past Richard’s soul.

But unlike the last time, this spiritual wave was more like a message.

The Galaxy Mayflies were cheering loudly, and there was just one word they extolled.

"King!"

The Mayfly that crawled out was not very large, only about five meters. Compared to the mountainous stature of the Great Wizards, it was no more than a mosquito.

But combat strength cannot simply be judged by size.

A protective Energy Barrier appeared out of nowhere, blocking all attacks from the three Great Wizards.

Then, a second and a third Mayfly followed suit.

These three Galaxy Mayflies were pure white, each with three sets of insect wings and five tail filaments.

They shone with a bright radiance, as if three North Stars had been added to the sky.

Richard watched them and uttered a word.

"King of Mayfly."

After more than a year of probing, the World Masters of the Galaxy Mayflies’ world had finally crossed the World Barrier and descended into the Galaxy World.