Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 488 - 33 Keroduo Mountain Area

The Galaxy Mayflies, covering the sky and sun, slowly swam in the sky. They grouped by race, exhibiting a semblance of harmony and discord among themselves like a school of roaming sharks casting shadows on the ground.

Suddenly, the school of sharks stirred to action.

As if sniffing out a whiff of blood in the ocean known as the Galaxy World.

Under the command of the Mayfly General, they sped towards the distance, nearly as fast as a War Airship.

In the psychic network, the Mayfly Generals were discussing the next course of action.

"Our wizards in this area have already made their intentions clear," said an elderly Mayfly General.

The Galaxy Mayflies held the elderly in high regard, just as the wizards did, for in this race that reveres death, any bug that lives to old age is among the elite.

Of course, there were also many young Galaxy Mayflies who thought these elderly Mayflies were nothing but cowards afraid of death.

A true Galaxy Mayfly should give his life for civilization when he’s at his strongest.

"They’re fleeing, heading to a region they refer to as the First Battle Zone."

This conclusion didn’t surprise the Mayfly Generals; they had already deduced the wizards were fleeing but were unsure of their specific destination.

According to the information they extracted from the souls of the wizards, the wizards were controlled by a massive command hub, just like them.

And now, the wizards’ command center, along with their logistics channels, had been destroyed by their celestial strikes.

In theory, these wizards should be fighting independently. But from the current situation, it seemed these wizards had another command system.

"Based on our paper strength, it’s more than enough to round up this group of wizards. But that’s only on paper," the old Mayfly continued. "Our resources are extremely limited right now.

To continue maintaining such a large swarm, our daily consumption of Energy Barytes could only be described as vast. Thus, we must split our forces."

The Galaxy Mayflies needed sustenance too, maintaining a large swarm ensured their combat strength but also increased their resource exhaustion.

The ambient energy in the air was like a drop in the bucket for such a large swarm; they had to rely on external forces for replenishment.

As per the customs of the Galaxy Mayflies, every million Mayflies would be equipped with a Mayfly Nest. This Mayfly Nest served both as the Mayfly General’s vessel and defense, as well as an energy depot to sustain a large-scale Mayfly swarm.

Its interior utilized spatial techniques to store a massive amount of Energy Barytes, what the wizards referred to as Magic Stone Magic Essence.

However, the duration of this war had slightly exceeded the Galaxy Mayflies’ expectations.

This was the Galaxy Mayflies’ first encounter with a civilization war, and though their preparations were somewhat better than the wizards’, it was all thanks to the advice given by the Mayfly King who had once served as a mercenary for the Gods Civilization.

Currently, the energy barytes stored in the Expedition Nest could sustain them for a while, but orders to reduce consumption had already been given.

"Splitting up is good," one Mayfly General happily declared. "According to our racial groups—avoids the discomfort when everyone is together."

He had long been disdainful of the different Mayfly subspecies around him.

Who had ever heard of a Mayfly with four pairs of wings? And look at this one here, completely green and looking just like a grasshopper. That other one is as black as charcoal, terrifyingly large, and it’s a wonder how its wings even manage to lift it.

Other Mayfly Generals felt the same way.

The larger ones despised the smaller ones, and the Mayflies from worlds imbalanced by Fire Element didn’t get along with those from worlds leaning towards Water Element.

Hence, this remark instantly drew the agreement of many Mayfly Generals.

The racial issues among the Galaxy Mayflies were far more severe than the wizards could imagine.

Due to the prevalence of Bloodline Witchcraft, wizards were extremely tolerant of different races. It could even be said that as long as you had human blood, or once were human and still recognized yourself as a wizard while abiding by their pursuits and rules,

then you were a wizard.

To the wizards, the different subspecies of Galaxy Mayflies seemed more like a single race compared to half-mechanical modifications, Undead, semi-Elemental beings, and wizards disfigured by integrating Alien bloodlines.

But different civilizations have different customs; the wizards could not comprehend racial conflicts just as the Mayflies could not understand the wizards’ secretive stance toward knowledge.

"Dividing our forces is necessary, but even division has its method," the elder Mayfly added. "Those who are fast should flank the wizards from both sides, the slowest at the rear, those skilled at long-range attacks on the outskirts, and experts in defense on the inside.

These wizards are not weak natives; they are fierce Magic Beasts, the Leviathans of the Deep Sea. We must be cautious."

With that, he allocated the groups within the vast Galaxy Mayfly swarm.

These plans, after being discussed with several elder Mayflies and reported to the Expedition Nest, had been approved.

He wasn’t worried about the younger Mayflies not listening.

Soon, the massive Galaxy Mayfly swarm was divided into three groups, with two flanks closing in on the wizards from both sides, while the last group pressed forward, sealing off the wizards completely.

Although the conflicts between different Galaxy Mayfly subspecies were intense, in the presence of the Mayfly King, even if they harbored enormous grievances against each other, they would still cooperate impeccably.

As a cluster of sharks, the Mayflies flew towards the wizards; and from within the Star Realm, it looked as though a giant beast was opening its mouth to devour the escaping wizards.

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"According to reconnaissance, there are vast numbers of Galaxy Mayflies on both our sides."

In the center of the breaking army, a group of Three Rings Wizards gathered together, discussing the next actions while looking at the battle map in front of them.

Richard, the nominal commander, sat in the corner, quietly listening to the group of old wizards analyzing the situation.

"There’s no need to discuss this matter here," an old wizard replied, "Everyone knows that the Mayflies will definitely surround us.

Instead of discussing that, we’d better talk about how we maintain our combat effectiveness in the Keroduo Mountain Area."

The Keroduo Mountain Area is the border between the Third War Zone and the First Battle Zone, encompassing hundreds of thousands of square kilometers, dotted with numerous large and small mountains.

Wizards aren’t Mayflies; they don’t have specialized training in three-dimensional military formations.

In the past, navigating forests and mountains was a task for Black Wizards, and Wizards rarely had the experience of being chased everywhere.

"It’s simple, split the troops," Delis calmly stated, "The mountains are a problem for us, but they’re equally a problem for the Mayflies."

Saying this, he glanced at Richard.

"Besides, it’s not like we don’t have war airships."

For secrecy reasons, all of Richard’s war airships had not taken off and were all currently in his secret realm.

"Then the command issue..."

"What command issue?" Delis interrupted, "Split the troops within the mountains, then regroup outside the mountains; if there is any danger in between, simply coordinate with each other. Isn’t that clear enough?

Gentlemen, the only thing we need to discuss now is where to regroup next.

I propose here."

Saying this, Delis pointed out a spot on the map.

It was the highest peak near the first battle zone in the Keroduo Mountain Area. Beyond it, there were only smaller mountains.

Despite disliking his attitude, the wizards did not contradict Delis’s proposal.

The location was indeed excellent.

"That said, I’d like to add something."

Surprised, everyone turned to the speaking wizard, only to see Richard stepping out from the corner with a stack of manuscript papers in his hand and walking to the center of the group.

"I have something here; take a look and see if there are any errors. If none, our maneuvers in the Keroduo Mountain Area should go much smoother."

The wizards took Richard’s manuscript and found that it recorded a rudimentary form of Legion Witchcraft.

"This is a witchcraft I created called ’Mist Barrier.’ Its effect is to create a fog that hinders the perception of living beings.

I have an idea to use the White Wizard Army to enlarge this witchcraft and create a fog that covers the entire Keroduo Mountain Area.

Then, we, compared to the Mayflies, will have a terrain advantage."

Turning a witchcraft into Legion Witchcraft is difficult as it essentially means reconstructing the witchcraft.

But this difficulty was not a problem for Richard.

Richard was the creator of the ’Mist Barrier’; no one in the world understood this witchcraft better than him.

From the basic principles to the construction approach of this witchcraft, no one was more familiar than him.

Thus, reconstructing ’Mist Barrier’ into a Legion Witchcraft wasn’t difficult for Richard.

Even so, the time was still quite short. This idea had been conceived at the headquarters Annihilation, and it had only been a week in total.

Even though Richard was the creator of ’Mist Barrier’, he had only managed a rudimentary version at this point.

But there was no time to worry about that.

Legion Witchcraft is essentially a form of ritual witchcraft; however, while ritual witchcraft usually has a complex structure and is easily controlled by wizards, Legion Witchcraft has a simple structure but requires a legion of wizards to harness its power.

This means that the casting difficulty is low.

So even though the legion version of ’Mist Barrier’ is quite rudimentary, it still has a good chance of success. Moreover, since this witchcraft isn’t volatile, even if it fails, it won’t cause much backlash.

But if they succeed, Keroduo Mountain Area will then be their home ground.

"Good stuff."

An elderly White Wizard instantly recognized the profundity of ’Mist Barrier’; he looked at Richard and respectfully performed a Wizard’s Salute.

"It’s rare for a master to share such things; I thank the master on behalf of the legion’s wizards.

I swear by the Sea of Souls, if I survive this, I will definitely petition for compensation for the master."

The technology of ’Mist Barrier’ came from Pioneers and was not of a low level. Richard’s willingness to share such technology was truly the style of a master.

The other White Wizards followed suit, each performing a Wizard’s Salute towards Richard.

"We will petition for compensation in the master’s name."

"Gentlemen, there’s no need for that; our interests are now bound together," Richard waved his hand, "If we fail to break out, no matter how exquisite my knowledge, it will be as elusive as the moon reflected in water."