Translator: AnubisTL
Inside the command post of the Indigenous Allied Forces, the atmosphere had shifted from initial excitement to grim determination and fury.
"The flank has fallen! Heavy casualties!"
"Damn it! Who is that guy?!"
"We can't lock onto his position!"
The knight commander stared at the scorched area on the map, plowed through by the mysterious figure, his face ashen.
Their meticulously planned ambush had been completely disrupted by this sudden variable.
The wizard's presence was like a sharp thorn piercing their carefully woven net.
"Mobilize the troops! Surround him at all costs!" he barked.
Massive numbers of indigenous warriors began diverting from their encirclement of the valley, converging on Jieming's location.
They intended to overwhelm him with sheer numbers and a tighter encirclement, forcing him to reveal a weakness.
Elite squads equipped with special magical artifacts and totems were dispatched in all directions, attempting to predict and intercept Jieming's movements.
At the heart of the battlefield, Jieming naturally sensed the shifting pressure.
"Hmm? More are coming," he remarked, observing the indigenous forces surging toward him from all sides.
Unfortunately for them, simply increasing their numbers proved futile against Jieming. He was a master of guerrilla warfare, cycling through multiple mobility rune artifacts to ensure he never lingered in one place for too long.
As Jieming savored his one-sided "hunt," gradually dismantling the outer defenses of the Indigenous Allied Forces, trouble was brewing within the valley.
The besieged apprentices' defenses were finally collapsing.
Even with Jieming drawing most of the enemy fire, the indigenous forces surrounding the apprentices remained overwhelming in number and highly trained.
Realizing Jieming's threat, the indigenous warriors abandoned all caution, launching frenzied assaults regardless of casualties.
The shamans channeled their collective power, unleashing curses and weakening spells that blanketed Horn's Rock Fortress. Knights charged relentlessly through the barrage of witchcraft, their great axes and warhammers repeatedly crashing against Horn's solidified rock defenses with deafening roars.
Meanwhile, the skirmish team targeting Augusta grew even more desperate, trading injuries for time to restrain her most devastating bursts of power.
Crack!
On the projection screen, a massive fissure split through Horn's Rock Fortress, which he had been desperately maintaining.
Hum!
The Thunderlight Armor surrounding Augusta flickered erratically, clearly straining under immense pressure.
Seizing the opportunity, the indigenous commander's eyes gleamed with bloodlust.
"All-out assault! Every unit charge! Forget that outsider! Prioritize eliminating the wizards inside!" the knight commander roared, his voice shaking the heavens.
The Indigenous Allied Forces, their pent-up fury finally unleashed, surged forward like caged tigers, their murderous intent palpable as they launched a full-scale assault on the apprentices' final defensive line.
Having cleared the last of the enemy forces, Jieming halted, his gaze fixed on the despair-shrouded valley.
Patrolling the edge of the battlefield, he had keenly sensed the shifting tides of war. It was clear something had gone wrong in the valley, driving the indigenous warriors to such desperate measures.
The enemy's retreat suggested their objective had been achieved, yet Jieming seethed with dissatisfaction.
"Damn it! They attack when they want, retreat when they want—do they think I'm some public toilet?!"
A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he pivoted, activating his mobility rune artifact. Abandoning his flanking maneuvers, he shot toward the valley entrance like a cannonball.
Spotting the valley's violent elemental surges from afar, Jieming maximized the activation of his waist-mounted mobility rune artifact.
The talisman seal whirred into overdrive, enveloping him in a maelstrom of raw energy.
His figure traced a near-right-angled trajectory, hurtling skyward with terrifying speed, straight toward the heart of the battlefield!
Before ascending, Jieming activated his alchemy.
Drawn by an invisible force, several massive boulders erupted from the earth beneath him, forming a Rock Fortress that hovered around him as he rose.
Jieming, carrying several massive boulders, surged upward to an altitude exceeding a thousand meters. This height far surpassed the limits of apprentice-level flight spells; without the Light Body Technique, such a feat would have been impossible.
At this altitude, mobility rune artifacts operating at full power would overheat in less than a minute.
However, Jieming had prepared extensively for this trial, crafting ten spare mobility rune artifacts and ten spare attack rune artifacts.
These rune artifacts were used in a circulation system at maximum power. As soon as one overheated, it would shut down to cool while the next one activated immediately, ensuring Jieming could maintain stable flight at this altitude beyond the imagination of any apprentice.
He chose this height to evade the indigenous ground forces' anti-air defenses and spatial restrictions, while also minimizing the attacks he would face.
The apprentices in the valley watched in disbelief as the figure who had been slaughtering enemies on the periphery suddenly shot skyward like a madman.
"What's he doing?!"
"Has he gone insane? He can't control his flight spell at that altitude! Is he trying to die?!"
"Is he trying to escape?"
Shock and confusion spread among the apprentices.
Yet Jieming's purpose was neither escape nor suicide.
On the contrary, he intended to confront the indigenous forces head-on.
This distance indeed exceeded the precision control limits of apprentice-level witchcraft. For offensive spells requiring target locking, maintaining accuracy at such a range would be nearly impossible.
But Jieming didn't need accuracy.
He had ascended above the entire valley, positioning himself almost directly over the Indigenous Allied Forces.
Now, all he had to do was unleash his firepower downward.
Having decided to go all-in, Jieming held nothing back.
He detached the remaining pendants from his belt, extracting all the offensive rune-imbued magical artifacts.
One had been expended during testing within the plane, leaving nine rune-imbued magical artifacts that levitated behind him through alchemical manipulation.
As the talismans activated, a ceaseless stream of elemental power was absorbed by the artifacts. The nine rune-imbued magical artifacts formed a crimson halo behind Jieming, radiating astonishing energy fluctuations.
Jieming's defensive spell artifacts activated simultaneously, enveloping him in three concentric energy shields of distinct colors:
A sturdy earth-yellow shield, a flowing azure shield, and a raging crimson shield formed three impenetrable barriers around him.
The rocks he had levitated earlier using alchemy transformed into four colossal stone shields, encircling him from above, below, and both sides, providing additional protection against attacks from any direction.
With all preparations complete, Jieming's mind entered a state of intense focus. His vast mental power surged like a tidal wave into the rune-imbued magical artifact array on his back.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The rune-imbued magical artifacts vibrated at high frequencies almost simultaneously. Then, a terrifying torrent of spells erupted like a torrential downpour, cascading upon the Indigenous Allied Forces!
(End of the Chapter)
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