The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 90: Academy War (VIII)

Orei's order stopped many apprentices. These wizard apprentices were not old farmers temporarily recruited by the nobles. They had received battlefield training in the academy.

Now they just lack experience.

But many apprentices were completely panicked. Even though Ole had given the order, they still fled backwards in panic, not paying any attention to Ole's increasingly serious expression in the sky.

"Still on the run?"

Orei shouted angrily, then took out a magic wand from his magic pocket and waved it at a fleeing apprentice.

boom!
A light purple lightning shot out from the tip of the staff and landed directly on the apprentice.

Before the apprentice could open the magic barrier, the lightning turned him into charcoal.

"If you run away again, this will be your fate!" Ole shouted.

With the example of deterrence, the remaining apprentices finally stopped and began to form a battle formation according to Ole's command.

The White Wizard will use different formations when facing different enemies.

In a situation like the one before him, Olei chose the most conservative formation No. 1.

He knew that his apprentices could not afford great sacrifices.

The No. 1 formation is particularly good at defense.

Formation No. 1 is a semicircle. The outermost layer is dedicated to defense and dealing with close-range attacks, the next layer is dedicated to long-range attacks, the third layer is to assist and supplement the firepower of the second layer, and the last layer is the command layer, which is Ole's position.

The apprentices were arranged according to the formations they had learned. They received full-time training in the academy and had no doubts about where they should be.

But unfortunately, most of the apprentices were not on Orei's side at the moment, so his formation was very strange.

The outermost layer, which should have the most people, now has the least people. The third layer, which should have the least people, now has the most people.

But Olei couldn't care less about these things at the moment. Having a formation means having organization, and having organization is better than having no organization.

"Go north!" Ole ordered.

At this moment, on the north side of the resource point, the apprentices of the Void Wizard Academy were killing everyone.

Blood continued to drip from Anderson's black robe, and the sword in his hand was also covered in blood, emitting a strange red light.

"Haha, what the Black Tower Academy said is true. These white wizards are as weak as chickens."

Anderson laughed, turning around and splitting an incoming fireball in two.

The eruption of flames swept across his body, but a light red barrier blocked all the fire elements.

He strode forward, running towards the apprentice who cast the spell. His aura was like that of a demon from hell, and ordinary people would be frightened to death at the sight of him.

But the apprentice who cast the spell was no ordinary man. He was wearing a white wizard robe and had a heroic face. His long white hair kept flying on the battlefield. Facing the aggressive Anderson, there was no trace of panic between his brows.

The white-haired apprentice pointed, and several ice cones appeared around him, spinning towards Anderson.

Anderson did not dodge or evade. He raised the red sword in his hand and swung it, deflecting the incoming ice cone.

Seeing that the spell had no effect, the white-haired apprentice took two steps back and waved the staff in his hand. A white mist spread out from the tip of the staff and enveloped Anderson.

"Ice Mist?"

Anderson frowned and recognized what the spell was.

Ice fog is a spell that targets those with physical strengths. The ice crystal particles inside the spell will enter the creature's body through its skin and respiratory tract, causing it to have difficulty in movement or even frostbite.

And this is the original version of Ice Fog Technique.

Most wizard apprentices nowadays will modify the Ice Mist spell to increase its maintenance time and even the level of freezing damage.

The white-haired apprentice now does not look like an ordinary person, and this ice fog technique must have been modified by him.

Therefore, even though Anderson was a senior apprentice, he did not dare to fail to take protective measures.

"I modified the Ice Mist Technique so that the ice crystal particles become smaller, the penetration efficiency becomes higher, and the damage is also greater."

The voice of the white-haired apprentice came from outside the ice fog.

"Specially used to deal with you savages who prefer to use physical force."

But Anderson, who was in the icy fog, had a ferocious smile on his face.

"Flesh barbarian?"

His eyes suddenly lit up and he looked straight at the position of the white-haired apprentice.

"Just because I play melee does that mean I'm a physical brute?"

I saw a mental tentacle instantly shot out from Anderson, instantly breaking the white-haired apprentice's mental defenses.

Anderson was not an alchemy wizard apprentice who played with the flesh, he was a serious soul wizard apprentice. The reason why he fought in close combat was, firstly, because he learned a spell of fantasy gods, which happened to be helpful for close combat, and secondly, to trick a naive guy like the white-haired apprentice.

Who told you that close combat requires the refinement of the body?
As Anderson's mental power continued to wreak havoc, blood kept dripping from the white-haired apprentice's eye sockets, nose, and even ears.

At this moment, the inside of his head had become a mess, and his brain mixed with blood was constantly flowing out of his seven orifices.

After dealing with the white-haired apprentice, Anderson walked out of the ice fog and stretched his body.

The effect of this ice fog technique was indeed powerful. He only stayed in it for less than two seconds before his body became stiff and some parts of his body were covered with black frostbite.

If this apprentice had more combat experience, Anderson might really be at a disadvantage in the next battle.

Anderson looked around the battlefield. At this moment, almost all the white wizards who were mentally weak and timid were dead. The remaining white wizard apprentices had recovered and began to gather in groups of three or five to fight against the black wizards.

"Adapted so quickly?"

Anderson frowned slightly.

The white wizard apprentices adapted much faster than he expected. Although the attack from the Void Academy tore their defenses into pieces, due to the lack of command, these black wizard apprentices were unable to complete the strategy of concentrating superior forces to encircle and suppress them in the first place.

The dark wizard apprentices did achieve great results, but they could not withstand the fact that the white wizards outnumbered them by far.

"No, we have to defeat these white wizard apprentices as soon as possible."

Anderson made his decision, but before he could act, a barrage of spells bombarded him.

"Ten o'clock direction, distance 350, left ten fireball ready."

Olei's voice rang out on the battlefield, and a group of white wizard apprentices arranged in a semicircular formation were slowly advancing towards the battlefield. And as they advanced, the formation was constantly expanding.

"White Wizard Legion?" Anderson dodged the spell and looked in the direction of the spell with some horror.

Dozens of wizard apprentices were brewing spells, and in front of them, several wizards were staring at Anderson.

As long as Anderson counterattacks, they will immediately put up a magic shield and fulfill their guarding duties.

"put!"

Following Ole's order, ten fireballs flew towards Anderson.

Anderson was so scared that he dodged quickly.

Although these fireballs are not very powerful individually, once they are counted, they can still be fatal to senior apprentices like Anderson.

"Void Academy, assemble!"

Anderson suddenly shouted at the battlefield. At this moment, he finally realized how terrifying the White Wizard was. Except for top apprentices like him, few apprentices on the scene could withstand this kind of spell bombardment.

"Hmph! Want to run?"

Ole snorted coldly and then began to issue orders.

"Twelve o'clock, distance 370, three lightning strikes from the left."

"Two o'clock direction, distance 250, right four fireball bombardment."

"At one o'clock, distance 460, medium four lightning strike..."

Following Orel's orders, spells continued to reap the lives of dark wizards on the battlefield like death warrants.

These dark wizard apprentices do not have Anderson's ability. When facing multiple spell attacks, their magic barriers are instantly torn apart, and the torrent of spells instantly burns them to ashes or electrocutes them into charcoal.

Some apprentices tried to fight back, but as soon as their spells appeared, they were blocked by the magic shield in front of the White Wizard's formation, and posed no threat to the spell-casting apprentices behind them.

Now it was the dark wizards' turn to be slaughtered.

"Damn it, prepare to retreat!"

Anderson yelled with an ugly look on his face, and then threw the sword in his hand towards the white wizard army.

The blood-red sword tore through the air, bringing with it a loud whistling sound. The white wizard apprentices in front of the army array defended themselves, but before the sword touched the magic shield, it exploded on its own, turning into a blood mist that enveloped a group of white wizard apprentices.

The white wizard apprentice's eyes instantly turned red when he came into contact with the blood mist, and he began to attack indiscriminately.

"The crazy blood mist should be able to hold them back for a while."

Anderson looked back at the white wizard army and then disappeared into the forest.

……

On the south side of the resource point, Annihilation Academy also encountered trouble.

"Roar!"

The skeleton with soul fire burning in its eyes let out a silent howl, and then was blown to pieces by a spell.

The south side of the resource point is where most of the senior apprentices live. When the battle started, the General Staff quickly deployed the war plan...but the results were not satisfactory.

Due to the lack of a final decision, the command system in the southern part of the entire resource point was like a mentally ill patient with multiple split personalities, ordering the apprentices to go here and then there.

Because they did not promptly apply wartime laws - the deserter execution law.

As a result, although there are more apprentices on the south side of the resource point than on the north side, the number of people who can resist the dark wizards is not as high as that in the north.

But even so, with the assistance of advanced combat power and alchemical machinery, the southern side of the resource point was managed to be defended with difficulty.

Bartosz, nicknamed the Mechanic, is a senior alchemist apprentice of the alchemy school, majoring in alchemy mechanics.

In this war, Bartosz was the only one who could match Richard in financial resources.

At the Secret Keeper Wizard Academy, Bartosz even took over the business of the Wizards' Chamber of Commerce with the help of alchemical machinery, and continuously provided the Wizards' Chamber of Commerce with a supply of alchemical equipment.

This made Bartosz a lot of money.

For this war, Bartosz made the same decision as Richard—exchanging for a large amount of alchemical materials. In addition, Bartosz also brought some things that Richard didn't have.

On the city wall, the alchemical magic stone cannon driven by magic stone emitted a dazzling white light.

Driven by the magic stone, this alchemical magic stone cannon can release two bombardments of up to one hundred and fifty energy levels per minute. If this attack is put on the battlefield, anyone who touches it will die, except for a few senior apprentices.

It is also because of the deterrence of this magic stone cannon that many dark wizards are timid in fighting, and always focus part of their attention on the alchemical magic stone cannon.

“Has it been integrated?”

Bartosz, who was guarding the magic cannon and constantly using spells to cool it down, asked anxiously.

"Sir, it still won't work." The white wizard who reported shook his head, "Those three skeletons are too fierce. They will come and disrupt our formation as soon as it takes shape.

Our spells have little effect on them.

No apprentice is willing to form a formation now!"

"Not willing!" Bartos cursed, "Do they want to die? In terms of individual combat ability, can the three of them compare to a dark wizard apprentice? If we don't form an army, we will commit chronic suicide!"

After that, Bartosz filled the magic stone cannon with a few magic stones, and the deadly white light lit up again, scaring many dark wizard apprentices into hiding in a hurry.

"Let the other staff officers organize their own military formation as quickly as possible. No matter how small the formation is, it must be formed!" Bartosz ordered with some fatigue.

At this moment, he actually wished that his old rival Olei was here. With Olei's ability and courage, he would definitely be able to unite his apprentices to fight back.

But it's too late to say anything now.

On the north side of the resource point where Olei is located, there are fewer wizard apprentices, but they are also facing the impact of a dark wizard academy.

It's enough for him to lead his apprentices to hold on.

As long as he can hold on firmly, once the white wizard army on his side is assembled, it will be the time for the black wizards to retreat.

Boom, boom, boom...

A series of explosions sounded from the dark wizard's flank. Bartosz was startled and looked over there quickly.

I saw a neatly arranged army of white wizards attacking the flank of the black wizard apprentices. Every time they cast a spell, they could take away several black wizard apprentices.

"The other colleges are finally here?"

Bartosz was shocked.

Right now, this army of white wizards seems to be full of morale and fighting spirit, which is in sharp contrast to the white wizard apprentices under his command.

Bartosz naturally thought of the remaining two colleges.

"Prepare for a counterattack! Reinforcements are coming!"

Bartos shouted, and the alchemical magic stone cannon in his hand emitted a deadly white light again.

The white wizard apprentice on the south side of the resource point saw the arrival of reinforcements, and such powerful ones at that, and he was instantly stunned, as if he had been given a shot of cardiotonic.

"Army formation, military formation, reinforcements are coming!"

Aldo, who was controlling the skeletons to hunt apprentices in the forest at this moment, saw this scene and made a decision instantly.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

The apprentices of the Annihilation Academy immediately broke away from the battle and ran into the woods upon receiving the order, while the army of white wizards had no intention of pursuing them and allowed the black wizards of the Annihilation Academy to escape.

"I wonder which academy these reinforcements are from. They are so calm after entering the battlefield."

Bartosz praised the reinforcements in his mind, but before he could step in, a familiar emblem caught his eye.

"Secret Keeper... the school emblem?"

Bartosz looked blankly towards the command level of the Legion, only to see a familiar figure looking at him quietly.

"Bartosz, is this the result your staff has produced?"

(End of this chapter)