Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 487 - 32 Breakthrough

Boom! Boom!

Great explosions, thunderous as crashing thunder, burst continuously across the desolate plains.

Enormous fireballs, like meteors, fell from the heavenly vault, crashing heavily into the array of the Star River Mayflies.

Dense waves of fire, as thick as magma, instantly engulfed thousands of Star River Mayflies.

The Star River Mayflies looked around bewilderingly, within the range of their sight, there wasn’t a single Wizard in view. Yet the Wizard’s fireballs, as though they had eyes, landed precisely on them.

The Mayfly General at the center of the formation was an old insect; he recognized at a glance what the Wizard’s tactics were.

"Attack beyond visual range, the scouting techniques of these Wizards are quite clever."

The Mayfly General muttered under his breath, then immediately issued commands through the psychic network and shared his judgment with a few other generals of the Star River Mayflies.

These few Mayflies were less experienced and less knowledgeable than he was, and in dealing with the situation, they were not as skilled.

"Crystal, activate, distance, duration, this is an attack beyond visual range. Organize the defensive formation and send out small squads to scout."

Hearing this, the other generals almost simultaneously replied with a tone of banter:

"Understood, Heavenly Priest."

"Ridiculous!" The Mayfly General, referred to as the Heavenly Priest, grew angry, "Is the title of Priest something to be joked about? Put away your jesting attitudes.

These Wizards are far from losing their ability to fight back!"

But despite the Heavenly General’s words, the other Mayfly Generals still didn’t take his warning seriously.

In their view, although the King of Mayfly had momentarily left the scene, their forces held an absolute advantage. Those Wizards were now no more than lambs to the slaughter.

Rumble!

Suddenly, an extremely low rumble entered the perception of the several Mayfly Generals.

The Heavenly General’s heart tightened, and he immediately used the psychic network to observe the direction of the sound through the senses of the scouting squad.

Soon, some faint silhouettes appeared in his field of view.

"What are those?"

Since the scouting squad’s Star River Mayflies were not particularly formidable, the view available to the Heavenly General was very limited. However, out of caution, he quickly adjusted the formation, shifting the defensive pattern into a more robust form.

Soon, the dark spots drew closer.

In the scouting squad’s vision, those dark spots were approaching at a staggering speed.

"Synthetic Beasts?"

The Heavenly General matched the creatures in the scouting squad’s field of view with his known information on the Wizards and quickly found a similar answer.

But clearly, that answer was only part of the picture.

For the scouting squad then saw a spearhead composed of thousands of steel machines, followed by an endless tide of a Wizard Army.

"Quickly report back to the main forces! The Wizards’ main army has been found!"

The Heavenly General’s orders were both excited and filled with dread, but before he could finish, the sky began to rain down fire.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In an instant, over a hundred thousand fireballs precisely hit the location of the Mayfly Army. All troops but those led by the Heavenly General turned to ashes in the Storm of Fire Element caused by the magic.

The Heavenly General knew his time of death had come.

But in this moment, he felt no fear.

"My kin, before we return to the Supreme Lake, let us give our last bit of strength!"

The Heavenly General fervently issued his orders, but at this time, the group of Synthetic Beasts he had observed earlier had already approached.

Those Alien shaped creatures, clad in armor, riding on Giant Beasts that should not exist in the natural world, charged towards them.

The Aliens held long-handled War Hammers in their hands, swinging them ferociously at them.

In the next instant, the Heavenly General felt a dizzy spell in his brain.

A powerful mental assault struck his head like a heavy hammer.

Splash!

A sound, like a water pouch being pierced, entered the Heavenly General’s senses.

He struggled to look around and found that those he had thought were Synthetic Beasts were wielding long-handled Great Swords wrapped in Thunder, reaping his kin at a terrifying speed.

He tried to command, but at that moment, he realized that his psychic network had been severed in the previous attack.

In his life’s final moments, the Heavenly General made his last insectoid decision.

"Code 1363 has found the Wizards’ main army!"

The next moment, his body exploded violently, and a strong mental wave traveled towards the Expedition Nest in the sky.

Buzz!

A Wizard suddenly materialized from mid-air, intercepting the mental wave.

Then he took out a Crystal Ball and calmly said, "Message intercepted."

Deep within the ranks of the Wizard Army, Richard heard the voice coming from the Crystal Ball and nodded slightly.

"Headquarters has received it."

Thereafter, he conveyed this message through the psychic network to all the Three Rings Wizards.

A crow suddenly materialized from the void and landed on Richard’s shoulder.

"Caw, our young ones are doing well. A Mayfly Army of two hundred thousand is hardly a difficult task for them," it said.

"It’s an incomplete two hundred thousand," Richard corrected. "That Mayfly Army has already been baptized with magic. Even though their defenses were quite solid, a significant number of Mayflies have died.

If they encountered a real Mayfly Army of two hundred thousand in the wild, aside from a surprise attack, the current Fire Lizard Battle Group probably would stand no chance."

There’s no way around it, reality doesn’t have game balance.

Masters are simply more formidable than knights.

Even though the members of the Fire Lizard Battle Group are very well-equipped, their combat effectiveness is still not on par with the White Wizard Army.

"That’s not necessarily true," Ulysses replied. "The potential of these Fire Lizards hasn’t been fully tapped.

Don’t forget, these Fire Lizards have casting abilities as well. If you’re willing to open up and let that lad Hog teach them Dragon Language Magic,

these Fire Lizards will definitely shine."

Dragon Language Magic, the Wizard World’s most primitive system of magic from the Dark Age, originated from the Giant Dragon Bloodline. It doesn’t require learning any profound knowledge; as long as one has Dragon Blood and awakens the bloodline heritage contained within it, one can release it as if by instinct.

However, as the casting system for wizards gradually established itself, the Dragon Language Magic, which once meant serving as dragons’ subordinates, naturally got tossed into the trash heap of history.

But this doesn’t mean that Dragon Language Magic is useless. If the wizardry system values balance and completeness and merely requires knowledge mastery, then casting across Schools isn’t much of a challenge.

Dragon Language Magic, on the other hand, is extreme.

Different Dragon Blood gifts Dragon Vein Wizards with different talents, allowing them to excel in certain aspects, such as manipulating Fire Elements or controlling some alien energy. But if they stray slightly from their talent, those Dragon Vein Wizards would become as incompetent as apprentices.

And this situation cannot be solved through learning.

The range of Dragon Language Magic for every Dragon Vein Wizard is determined at the moment they assimilate Dragon Blood.

This is why the Dragon Language Magic system rapidly declined after establishing the knowledge-based wizardry system.

Of course, from the perspective of modern wizards, even the "extreme" Dragon Language Magic is only on par with current spells in terms of power. In terms of breadth, Dragon Language Magic is utterly useless.

But just because it’s useless for wizards doesn’t mean it’s useless for other creatures.

Fire Lizards are clearly well suited to use Dragon Language Magic.

"The idea is quite good," Richard mused somberly, "but have you considered that the Fire Lizard Battle Group is supposed to stand out on the battlefield.

They’re not like Fire Lizard Craftsmen, hidden away in Secret Realms unknown to anyone. It’s fine if I randomly impart wizard knowledge to them.

As soon as they display the ability to cast spells in unison on the battlefield, believe it or not, I’d be hauled in front of a military tribunal the moment the battle is over."

Wizards have very strict restrictions against imparting knowledge to Aliens; they can modify Aliens, furnish them with Magic Equipment, and even mate with them—none of these are a problem.

But teaching knowledge to Aliens is off-limits.

Wizards understand the importance of knowledge better than any Race; many Races have actually decent talents. They only need a bit of enlightenment to gain respectable combat power.

Ulysses replied nonchalantly upon hearing this, "Suit yourself, but the current combat power is sufficient for now."

Before long, the Wizard Army smoothly arrived at their destination for this trip—the number twelve Fortress.

Fortress number twelve was located on their half-circle, closest to the First Battle Zone among two fortresses. According to Richard’s plan, they would break out towards the First Battle Zone from this Fortress, joining forces with the wizards gathered at Fortress number thirteen.

The Legion Magic Concentrated Fire of the White Wizard Army fell like Heavenly Fire, obliterating the Mayfly Army besieging the number twelve Fortress.

And upon seeing this scene, the wizards within the fortress also perked up.

"Reinforcements have arrived, prepare to encircle!"

Instantaneously, the wizards inside the number twelve Fortress were all roused, numerous Alchemy Weapons prepared for attack awakened.

The Star River Mayflies besieging the fortress felt as if the wizards inside had been replaced.

It was like a beast that had been curling up all along finally revealed its sharp fangs.

Boom!

Thousands of spells flew from the wizards’ Magic Wands, like the afterglow of a setting sun. Under a pincer attack from inside and outside, the besieging Star River Mayflies were quickly scattered.

The remaining Mayflies, under the encirclement of the White Wizard Army, were swiftly annihilated.

The crisis at the number twelve Fortress was resolved in an instant.

Upon entering the Fortress, Richard met with the Commander in charge of holding the number twelve Fortress.

"Commander, I’m Frank, the temporary chief commander of Fort number twelve."

Looking at the White Wizard in front of him, whose body was largely transformed into Alchemy Machinery, Richard smiled warmly and replied,

"I’m Richard. Under the Master’s command, Fort number twelve has been well defended. I see that the sub-castles are unharmed, and you’ve even expanded some of it."

A hint of pride spread across Frank’s face, "As long as we have sufficient manpower, a wizard’s Fortress is an iron wall to the Star River Mayflies!"

Richard nodded slightly; the biggest weakness of War Wizards in this war was the lack of manpower.

Compared to the overwhelming numbers of the Star River Mayflies, the wizard population was too small.

Richard glanced at his watch, calculating the time in his mind.

Although the Wizard Army had been maintaining a Legion Magic to shield against detection during the operation, from the vanishing trajectory of the Star River Mayflies, it was clear that their movements couldn’t be concealed.

Their only advantage now was speed.

Compared to the colossal swarm of Mayflies, the mere few hundred thousand of the Wizard Army were more agile and swift.

They had to break out before the Mayflies could mobilize their full force.

"We have about an hour to rest, and after an hour, we begin the break-out."

"Yes!"