Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 478 - 23 Master Richard has arrived, we are saved!

Chapter 478: Chapter 23 Master Richard has arrived, we are saved!

With Richard’s joining, the White Wizard Army’s numbers reached fifteen thousand, just right for each of the three White Wizards to command five thousand men.

And with the expansion of their numbers, the White Wizard Army underwent a qualitative change in strength.

The three White Wizards took a little time to adjust the internal structure of the army and established a command system within the White Wizard Army.

After the restructuring, the overall aura of the White Wizard Army had changed.

If under Richard’s command, the White Wizard Army seemed like a ragtag band cobbled together temporarily, it was purely because of Richard’s own exceptional qualities that barely maintained the combat effectiveness of an army.

But in the hands of several White Wizards, the White Wizards instantly transformed from irregulars into a regular army.

The White Wizard Army under the Military Department’s command had similar training methods, so disparate remnants from different armies coming together did not pose significant command issues.

With a bit of integration, a few White Wizards from different armies could form a combat-effective White Wizard Army.

Richard stood aside, witnessing the transformation of the army firsthand.

This transformation, almost like a metempsychosis, made Richard deeply realize one thing: there are specializations in every trade, and one is vastly ignorant of other professions.

He had thought that his abilities were sufficient, but in the face of truly elite White Wizards, his skills were merely introductory.

Richard thought to himself, "Perhaps, I should cultivate a group of White Wizards to serve as the backbone of future armies."

Once the three White Wizards had their teams adjusted, they split into three large formations, advancing in a triangular structure towards the direction Richard had pointed out.

They were not far from Fortress 194, and after marching for three hours, they could see Elemental Fireworks around Fortress 194.

A vast Mayfly Army was besieging the fortress.

Now equipped with the Expedition Nest, the Star River Galaxy Mayfly’s forces were no longer as rudimentary as those Richard had seen before. These Star River Mayflies, each one clad in equipment similar to Magic Equipment, and massive war machines had also been brought to the front lines.

Everyone has equipment in a civilization.

Fortunately, the orders from Battle Zone Command Center were timely. A large number of Wizards from the outer Battle Zone were withdrawn to the Inner Ring. The massive accumulation of Wizards directly fortified the fortress like a wall of bronze and iron.

The Star River Mayflies excelled in swarm combat, and Wizards were likewise adept at it.

Watching the distant fireworks, the Wizards in the legion grew visibly excited.

Finally, they had found the main force.

"Master, thank you for your guidance this time," Kaf said to Richard with a slight bow, then produced a Crystal Ball to get Richard’s contact information.

The other two Three Rings White Wizards did the same, sensing an ominous premonition from the Star River Mayflies’ onslaught. With Richard’s contact information, should they need to retreat later, they at least wouldn’t be stuck in disorienting confusion.

Richard left them his communication number, and the legion immediately approached Fortress 194.

Rumble!

The light from Fireball Technique turned the battlefield blood-red, and the raging wind mingled with Ice fog, churning like a meat grinder, reducing any isolated Mayfly to fragments.

Each order from the White Wizard commanders within the fortress claimed the lives of tens of thousands of Mayflies.

Yet even so, the Wizards’ faces bore no smile.

The number of Star River Mayflies was simply too vast; eliminating tens of thousands at a time barely made a dent in the Mayfly Army.

Their Magic Power was depleting, their spiritual power was waning, and even with rotations, the morale of the Wizards within the fortress continued to plummet.

Meanwhile, as Commanders, several Three Rings Wizards were discussing the next strategy within their exclusive psychic network.

"Have you made contact on your side?" one White Wizard Commander asked anxiously.

The moment the Mayflies laid siege, they had lost contact with the Battle Zone Command Center. The Alchemy Wizards speculated that it must be the energy disturbance caused by the Star River Mayflies disrupting their Magic Power signals. Consequently, both the commands from the Command Center and the messages sent to the Command Center by them were being blocked.

"No," replied another White Wizard Commander.

"Same here."

"Mine too."

A string of negatives sent chills through the hearts of the White Wizards.

Without orders from the Command Center, all they could do now was to hold the fortress.

These lower-level Commanders were unaware of the upper echelons’ plans. Any hasty retreat could disrupt the Command Center’s arrangements, leading to a domino effect.

Even if they were to survive, they could still face erasure after being judged by the military tribunal.

Even if their actions didn’t have significant repercussions. Should there be major losses during the retreat, they would still have to face the military tribunal.

What’s more, even if they held the fortress and the losses were severe in the end, they would still bear the responsibility.

The Command Center needed someone to blame for the extensive losses of the lower-level Wizards.

Thus, the moment the fortress’s communications were blocked, the Wizards within it fell into a deadlock.

"Keep trying to make contact," a White Wizard Commander said helplessly, "Gather the Alchemy Wizards to see if they can break through the Star River Mayflies’ interference."

"That’s all we can do."

"Alas, if the Command Center hasn’t made a breakthrough, how could we possibly...?"

Suddenly, a White Wizard Commander exclaimed with joy in the psychic network: "Wizards are coming back! A force of fifteen thousand Wizards has returned from the outer Battle Zone!"

Hearing this news, hope sprang in the hearts of the several White Wizards.

Wizards being able to return from the outside signified that the number of Galaxy Mayflies in the battle zone had not yet reached a point of despair.

"I’ve seen them too, coming in for support, coming in for support!"

"Alright, you unleash a Magic Concentrated Fire, and I’ll cast a Legion Magic."

At the outskirts of the battlefield, Richard and his team began to make a difficult advance toward the interior of the Fortress.

The vast number of Mayfly Army made the Legion Shield like the surface of a lake in the rain, with ripples everywhere caused by the beams of light.

The Magic Power of the Wizard Army was also crazily depleting in this process.

Upon witnessing this scene, Richard and Delis exchanged a glance.

"Shall we?" "Let’s."

No sooner had they spoken, than Richard’s body suddenly lit up with a fluorescent glow, the brilliant Energy flowing in his veins transformed him in a blink of an eye into a five-meter-tall giant.

On the other side, Delis waved his Magic Wand, becoming an equally five-meter-tall shadow giant.

The two greeted the Commander of the Army and then flew out from their ranks, with superhuman posture, they stood in front of the White Wizard Army.

The next moment, both men nearly acted simultaneously.

Richard’s body shone brightly as a myriad of arcs of electricity gathered together, forming into a Thunderbolt Staff in his hand. He swung it violently toward the Mayfly Army, and in the next instant, the White Wizard Army behind him also swung their Magic Wands.

"Thunder Strike, unleash a round!"

Boom!

Under Richard’s command, thousands of thunderbolts converged like streams flowing into the ocean, forming a grand river of thunder, carving an unstoppable path through the Mayfly Army.

Meanwhile, the old Wizard Delis swung his Magic Wand, and his entire body seemed to become a doorway. Countless shadow monsters surged out, quickly corroding a widening gap into the Mayfly Army.

Behind him, a force of five thousand White Wizard Army was continuously alleviating his spiritual and Magic Power stresses.

In addition to their combat strength, the White Wizard Army was equally outstanding in their supportive abilities.

The Wizards of the Fortress noticed the actions of Richard’s group and began to blaze a trail using Legion Magic and Magic Concentrated Fire.

Seeing this, the generals within the Mayfly Army chose to clear a path directly, allowing Richard and his group to enter.

There had been those who broke out of encirclements, but it was unheard of for someone to forcefully enter one.

Upon entering the Fortress, several White Wizard Commanders, along with Richard, were connected to the psychic network.

"How are things outside?"

"Not good," Kaf was the first to reply, "The number of Star River Mayflies is increasing, and they’ve also employed a method to disrupt perception, causing us to lose our way in the wilderness."

"Disruption of perception?" A White Wizard Commander exclaimed, "Even the perception of a Three Rings Wizard can be disrupted?"

"It seems so at the moment," Avert chimed in, "I am a Wizard of the Soul School, but even my perception was disrupted. If there isn’t a higher Soul Master among you, I expect you won’t be able to break through this interference."

Avert’s words sent a chill through everyone’s hearts; the battle strength displayed by the Star River Mayflies was somewhat exaggerated. The endless methods and perpetual numbers, coupled with the not-so-weak high-level forces.

Seeing the atmosphere becoming heavy, Richard wanted to lighten the mood, so he said, "Gentlemen, trust in the judgement of Command Center. This is just—"

"This Master, we’ve lost contact with Command Center."

The words of the Fortress White Wizard Commander weighed heavily on Richard’s heart. He was about to ask what happened, but he stopped just as he began to speak.

"The energy field of the Star River Mayflies is blocking our magic signals?"

"Yes."

As an Alchemy Wizard, the reason for the disconnection from the Command Center dawned on Richard with just a little thought.

"Are there any Alchemy Wizards here?" Richard inquired further, "I need a little help."

"Are you an Alchemy Wizard, Master?" asked a Fortress Commander.

"It seems we were too rushed to introduce," Kaf explained, "This is Master Richard; next to him is Master Delis. Both of them—"

Before Kaf could finish, the psychic network burst with exclamations.

To the Wizards of the Military Department, Delis was also a Legend. Although this legend had faded from the public eye for too long, for a Three Rings Wizard, those seemingly extended years to mortals were merely slightly longer.

But Delis alone would not have caused such excitement. While Delis was a Legend, legends don’t provide sustenance. Given the current situation, unless there were ten Delises, they would still be in a dire predicament.

However, Richard was different.

Richard’s name had been causing a stir in the circles of the Three Rings Wizards recently. As one of the founders of a small Floating City, he was even idolized by some Three Rings Alchemy Wizards.

In the current situation, nothing could be more useful than an Alchemy Master.

"Whatever you need, Master, just say the word!" declared a White Wizard Commander unequivocally.

"Yes, Master, whatever you need, just say the word!"

"Master, ask for anything, even if it means dismantling Magic Equipment, I’ll gather the materials for you."

"We’re saved now that Master Richard is here!"

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The decisive words of the White Wizard Commanders were like spotlights, with Richard standing at the center, becoming the most conspicuous figure at Fortress number one hundred and ninety-four.