The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 244 Meat Grinder

Twenty minutes later, a group of alchemist wizards arrived at the edge of the magic barrier with a huge metal skeleton.

The metal skeleton was huge, four meters long, and was filled with dense metal structures that were exactly the same as human skeletons. The wizards put the skeleton down, and the leading wizard took out a hot elemental core from his pocket and placed it in the center of the skeleton.

The elemental core is the heart of an elemental creature. With the addition of the elemental core, mysterious runes begin to light up on the metal skeleton.

Thirty seconds later, all the runes on the skeleton were activated. At the moment of full activation, the wizard could clearly feel a wave of heat coming towards him.

The fire elements near the skeleton are gathering towards the skeleton.

The leading wizard made a gesture, and the alchemy wizards except him retreated back deep into the position, leaving him alone.

He leaned on his staff and watched quietly as the skeleton was entangled by the fire element.

Five minutes later, the rich fire element finally formed a layer of red flames on the skeleton.

The remaining wizard waved his staff, and the skeleton stood up from the ground. No, now he could no longer be called a skeleton.

The fire element gives the skeleton power, acts as its muscles and ligaments, and it also has a "heart."

At this moment, the skeleton has become an artificial fire giant.

The wizard pointed his staff forward, and the fire giant stepped out of the magic barrier.

Outside the magic barrier, the elemental storm spread from sky to earth.

The violent elemental storm hit the fire giant's new skin and flesh like a steel knife scraping bones. The fire giant let out a silent roar and then took a breath.

Inhale!

The next moment, the fire giant's flesh and blood suddenly increased.

Faced with the elemental storm that spread from heaven to earth, the fire giant was like Don Quixote charging towards windmills.

The strong fire elements on the battlefield were constantly absorbed by the Flame Giant. These fire elements filled the giant's body, making the Flame Giant go from being skinny to being extremely majestic.

But even so, the Fire Giant is still Don Quixote.

The elemental storm was too powerful, and even the magic barriers of the battlefield combined together could only barely block it.

The elements absorbed by a fire giant are just a drop in the bucket for the storm.

The battlefield command gave their answer to this question.

"Release all the elemental puppets in stock." The old wizard with a white beard gave the order calmly, and then joked to his other colleagues with a smile, "Look, I said it would be useful. Let's see who will say I brought things recklessly."

If one is not enough, then use ten. If ten are not enough, then use a hundred!

As fire giants were released one after another, the concentration of fire elements on the battlefield began to decrease.

As long as the element concentration decreases, the elemental storm will stop by itself.

……

"These wizards are not simple."

At the Salamander Headquarters, the commander stood at the observation port, quietly watching the wizards use elemental puppets to break the elemental storm they had carefully prepared.

"Sir, what should we do next?" A Salamander staff officer stepped forward and asked, "Without the elemental storm to break through that barrier, our attack will take a long time."

The commander glanced at his subordinate, a young salamander from the rear who had not yet fought many battles with wizards.

"Why do you think we can capture this city of fortresses so quickly without that barrier?"

Staff Officer Salamander was somewhat speechless.

"Boy, you haven't dealt with these wizards many times, so I forgive your stupid words." The Salamander Commander said lightly, "My father fought against these wizards for twenty years, and I was his deputy at that time. After he died, I took over his position and fought against these wizards for another fifteen years.

Do you know what conclusion these thirty-five years of war have led me to?"

Staff Officer Salamander shook his head.

The Salamander Commander grinned, revealing his sharp fangs.

"If you want to reduce casualties in a war with wizards, then use your brain. But if you want to win a war with wizards, then you can't care about casualties.

Our biggest advantage over wizards is our numbers!"

The Salamander Commander's eyes were as ferocious as a demon's when he spoke. Decades of war had turned him into a monster in Salamander skin.

He called the herald and conveyed his order.

"Pass the order down, continue to attack the defense line according to the original plan. The elemental storm is just auxiliary, the only thing that can really tear open the defense line is the flesh and blood of the warriors!"

……

The Salamanders' counterattack front was very long, stretching from the Linksa Empire in the east to the Minar Empire in the west. But on this huge front, battlefield commanders from different countries, backgrounds, and identities made the same decision.

The blood of the Salamander Warriors was enough to fill the capitals of the three empires, and the corpses piled up higher than a mountain.

But even so, the counterattack continued.

The magic barrier gradually dimmed under the bombardment of the dragon breath cannon, and finally disappeared completely. Then the dragon turtles began to move towards the battlefield. These dragon turtles were not just mobile turrets, they were also war beasts during sieges.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The dragon turtles, which were as big as a hill, approached the battlefield step by step. The wizards in the fortress could even feel the fortress shaking. The alchemical weapons roared silently, but it was not only the dragon turtles that advanced together.

A group of shield warriors holding specially made large metal shields marched forward with the dragon turtle, and behind them, tens of thousands of Salamander warriors were ready to rush into the fortress at any time.

The shield-bearing warrior is like a living shield, constantly blocking those powerful spells for the dragon turtle. As for those spells of ordinary power, they only break a few scales on the dragon turtle and cause minimal damage to the dragon turtle.

Spells fell, shields shattered, warriors died, and new warriors joined the team.

The wizard's magic power is consumed every second, but the fire lizard warrior's magic power is endless.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The dragon turtle was getting closer, and the wizards in the fortress could already see the ferocious expressions of the fire lizards on the dragon turtle.

The group of fire lizards gnashed their teeth and sucked blood, looking at the wizard with fierce and crazy eyes. The wizard could conclude that if these fire lizards could exchange one for one, or even two for one, with him, they would die without hesitation.

"Edge Team Retreat, Edge Team Prepare to Retreat."

The crystal ball transmitted an order from the battlefield command center. Upon receiving the order, the White Wizard Squad immediately began to dismantle the alchemical weapons and prepare to enter the fortress in the rear.

The entire city was transformed into a fortress by the White Wizard, and once the frontier fortress was lost, it was lost.

But before the white wizards could evacuate, these war beasts showed their fangs.

The dragon turtles opened their huge mouths and terrible dragon breath gushed out of their mouths.

After all, the dragon turtle has the word "dragon" in its name, so how can a dragon not be able to breathe?
But the battlefield command center located in the center of the battlefield suddenly became quiet.

"It seems that these natives have made a lot of progress." The old wizard with a white beard said calmly, "These dragon turtles have been transformed by them. I guess this transformation should be the result of the hidden Lost Ones legacy of the Morik Empire."

The other wizards in the headquarters remained silent. The Morik Empire was the most powerful of the three empires. The reason for this was that in addition to the fact that their Salamander King was a little stronger than the other two Salamander Kings, the Morik Empire also preserved more of the Lost Ones' heritage than other empires.

According to the information from the black wizard, the lost legacy of the Morik Empire has a hidden legacy in addition to the transformation of the dragon sorcerer.

Now it seems that the hidden legacy should be the transformation of the dragon turtle in front of us.

"Master, the assessment report of the front-line wizards is out." A wizard suddenly stood up, with a faint light in the crystal ball in his hand.

"read."

"The defense of these dragon turtles has increased by 100 energy levels compared to before, and their physical fitness has risen to the limit of level 3 creatures. The strength of their breath is between 1,200 and 1,800 energy levels."

The old wizard with a white beard frowned slightly. Looking at the dragon turtle approaching from a distance, he issued an order:

"Take out the small disintegrator. If we don't deal with this thing, our fortress group will be a joke."

"Yes!"

After giving the order, the old wizard White Wizard turned his attention back to the battlefield. Behind the dragon turtle, densely packed fire lizards like a tide were entering the city through the gap.

"This battle is not going to be easy."

……

The war on the front line was in full swing, but the battlefield fire brigade in the rear was much less busy.

After all, the wizards have been fighting for thirty-five years. Although their defenses are not impregnable, it is impossible to break through them in a short period of time.

So the support team has nothing to do for the time being.

Richard kept walking around the spell support workshop, occasionally using alchemy to check if there was anything abnormal with the vehicles.

This was the tenth time he had done this in the past seven days.

And behind him, Damir followed him like a follower.

Richard turned around and looked at the somewhat fanatical alchemist with some helplessness. After knowing that the spell support vehicle was designed by Richard, Damir pulled him aside and asked him all kinds of questions, just like a fan meeting a star.

Some of these questions were very strange, such as whether Richard preferred gears or levers, while others were a bit out of line and even involved certain technologies of the spell support vehicle.

Fortunately, Iyad was also in the team. After finding him, he immediately reprimanded Damir.

With the suppression of this former boss, Damir had restrained himself, but for some reason today, Damir started to pester him again.

"Damir, what do you want to do?" Richard said with a bad look.

If all wizards had not signed a soul contract before the war, prohibiting them from intentionally harming each other, Richard would have killed this unruly alchemist with a swing of his staff.

No dark wizard likes to have another wizard behind his back.

"It's nothing, Master Richard, just go about your business." Damir shrank his head and said awkwardly.

Richard took out his staff and exuded the pressure of a second-ring wizard: "You'd better make your purpose clear. I don't like people following me."

Although wizards cannot harm each other subjectively, sealing magic is not included in this.

"Um... I have an idea that I would like to discuss with you, Master..."

Before Damir could finish his words, an order from the command center came through the communication crystal ball.

"Position No. 43 has been breached, support convoys No. 1 and No. 2 are dispatched."

(End of this chapter)