The Wizard: From Zero-Ring Wizard to Almighty Lord.

In the wizarding world, at the Temple of Life, atop Lynn's Wizard Tower.

Upon receiving the order, the Great Wizard Helen immediately began mobilizing the troops.

Rumble!
A deep, continuous roar of energy echoed above the temple of life.

The wizard's army is completely different from that of the mortal kingdom.

There is no scene here of a general sitting high in his tent, commanding an army of 100,000.

In the wizard's war system, the "individual" itself is a type of soldier.

The real combat units are never a vast sea of ​​people, but rather highly modular wizard squads capable of independent combat.

For this interdimensional expedition targeting the Spirit Eye Plane, Helen, Bodo, and Mona, three Grand Wizards at the Great Perfection of Level Three, personally reorganized the participating forces.

The largest number consisted of basic squads led by a first-level wizard and several wizard apprentices;

Following them was an elite squad composed of several first-level wizards;

Above that are assault teams composed of a mix of second-level and first-level wizards;
At an even higher level, there are elite squads composed entirely of second-level wizards;
As for the third-level archmages in the Temple of Life, they do not need to form squads; each one is an entire legion.

As all of this came into view, the scene of reorganizing the army also unfolded.

At the top of the wizard tower, Lynn stood quietly, with Hadley standing to one side, while Tina, through Hadley's bracelet, observed the changes below through a mental projection.

One after another, figures gathered from all directions and naturally took their positions according to the established formation.

Looking down, the field of vision seems to be cut apart by invisible lines, and one clear "formation grid" after another emerges.

The figures, clad in wizard robes, maintained precise spacing, forming a well-structured squad.

There is no oppressive feeling of dark clouds looming over the city or a massive army pressing in.

But anyone who understands war would not doubt that the power contained in these wizard squads is no less than that of a well-trained army.

It is worth mentioning that the wizards did not bring a large number of enchanted items or large-scale instruments and devices during this interdimensional expedition.

the reason is simple.

Within the Spirit Eye plane, there already exists a wizard camp, where devices and facilities that were not evacuated during the last expedition are still preserved, sufficient to support the early stages of the battle.

In addition, the team did not bring any "show-off" combat forces such as monster legions or alchemical creatures.

This was not an oversight, but rather because the real force used to overwhelm numerical superiority came from Lynn's other army.

That was his army of alchemists in the 001 dimension.

At this moment, the area in front of the wizard tower was invisibly divided into two ends.

At one end stood a neatly arrayed army of wizards.

The various squads were clearly distinct, each led by a powerful level-three archmage.

They are few in number.

But when they stood there quietly, the energy field around them subtly distorted, becoming incredibly powerful.

On the other end was Lynn's army of alchemists.

Compared to the wizard army, this alchemist army was obviously much larger in number.

Their positions and formations were closer to the imposing, layered military formations found in mortal kingdoms, with long, orderly lines that exuded a heavy atmosphere of war.

At the very front were rows of golden thrones suspended in mid-air.

On each throne sat a being radiating brilliant golden light, a Golden Alchemist equivalent to a Level 3 Archmage.

Further on, there were a significantly larger number of Silver Alchemists, their bodies shimmering with a silvery luster; their overall combat strength was comparable to that of a Level Two Wizard.

Deep within the array, densely packed and seemingly endless, are the largest number of bronze alchemists.

Their numbers even exceed the total number of all the wizards participating in this war.

If we only consider the highest level of combat power, such as the level of third-level archmages, the number of wizards and alchemists is actually not that different.

However, once the focus shifts downwards to the first and second levels of core combat power, the gap immediately becomes apparent.

The number of alchemists far exceeds that of wizards of the same level.

The reason is not complicated.

In the wizarding world, Lynn only controlled a kingdom and a few surrounding duchies.

The sources of wizards under his command were already limited, and even after selection and training, their numbers were ultimately constrained by region and population.

Even if the 001 dimension is weak, it is still a complete dimensional civilization.

Its sheer size far surpasses any corner of the wizarding world.

Given this disparity, the number of mid-level combat forces generated naturally exhibits an overwhelming advantage.

More importantly, these alchemists were not simply a large number of people.

Almost every alchemist has multiple totem circuits engraved in their body.

Once fully activated, they can summon several, or even more than ten, totem beast projections.

When this ability is unleashed on a large scale, what is formed is a vast and overwhelming army of totem beasts.

It is sufficient to completely replace the monster legions or alchemical creature units commonly found in wizarding civilizations on the battlefield.

At this moment, the wizarding army and the alchemist army coexist in the wizarding world.

Under the invisible and harsh dimensional suppression of the wizard civilization, the momentum of the alchemist army was weakened considerably.

Even though they outnumbered the wizard army, they were still subtly suppressed by the smaller number of wizards in terms of sheer presence.

However, once both sides step into the Spirit Eye plane together...

When the suppression of the wizard civilization disappears, and when the totem system fully unfolds in the other world.

Only then will that temporarily restrained army of alchemists truly reveal the immense power and cruelty of a planar war-level force.

………………

With the wizarding forces and alchemist armies having completed their reorganization, the core combat forces of both sides also began to move into action.

Powerful auras rose into the air as the third-level archmages and the alchemist commanders seated on the golden throne flew to the top of the wizard tower and bowed to Lynn.

However, these people do not directly obey Lynn.

As a Morning Star Wizard and the supreme force in the Plane Expedition, Lynn's duty has never been to stand in front of the army and command and coordinate.

The one who truly coordinates the battlefield is someone else entirely.

On the wizarding side, the final command still rests with the three Grand Wizards at the third level of perfection: Helen, Mona, and Bodo.

The supreme commander of the alchemist army was, unsurprisingly, Lynn's lover, the feathered serpent goddess Evelyn.

As for the daily operations, logistics, and overall coordination of the Temple of Life within the Wizarding World during the Plane Expedition, Beverly was fully responsible for these matters.

These divisions of labor had been repeatedly rehearsed and confirmed before the expedition even began.

At this moment, everything proceeds in sequence.

The wizarding troops were the first to complete their preparations. Helen, the Great Wizard, and two others approached Lynn side by side and bowed in respect.

"My Lord, the Wizard Legion is ready."

Lynn nodded slightly, then turned her gaze to the other side.

What about the army of alchemists?

The commander on that side doesn't seem to have shown up yet.

Just as a slight doubt arose in his mind, two figures suddenly appeared side by side above the wizard tower.

One of them was dressed in a pure white dress with a smooth and fitted silhouette. Her long, snow-white legs were faintly visible through the hem of her dress, and her skin was as white as jade.

She moved with ease, her aura languid yet dangerous, her golden hair shimmering slightly in the light—it was none other than Evelynn, the feathered serpent goddess.

Another figure made Lynn pause slightly.

That's Astrid.

Unlike her tearful and distraught state not long ago, she was now dressed in a generous and dignified robe.

Her long purple hair was carefully styled into a bun, revealing her slender and fair neck.

Her fair face was still exquisite, but it had lost some of its fragility and gained a calmness that came from deliberate suppression.

Deep within her purple eyes, there was no longer despair, but an unexpected silence, even when facing Lynn.

Once they settled down, Astrid stood with the golden thrones, while Evelyn went directly to Lynn's side.

“Lord Lynn.” Evelyn spoke first, her voice light and cheerful, yet carrying a hint of natural intimacy.

"The alchemist army is also ready."

Unlike Helen and the others who were so solemn and cautious, after she finished speaking, she leaned over very naturally, took Lynn's arm, and whispered in his ear with her red lips close to his.

A warm, sweet fragrance lingered around my ears.

But what Lynn was really paying attention to was that unusually quiet figure not far away.

His gaze fell on Astrid, and his brow furrowed slightly.

How did she get here?

"And they've even joined your army of alchemists?"

Upon hearing this question, Evelyn blinked her bright, large eyes, looking completely innocent.

"Huh? Didn't Lord Lynn ask me to help look after and soothe Astrid's emotions?"

Her tone was light and cheerful, even carrying a hint of self-satisfaction.

"Look, she's perfectly fine now, and she's not doing anything suicidal anymore."

Upon hearing this, Lynn subconsciously looked at Astrid.

She wore a thick robe that completely concealed her originally graceful figure.

Her long purple hair was tied up, and under the shadow of the hood, her fair face was calm and blank. In the depths of her purple eyes, it seemed that some unspeakable emotion was being suppressed.

There was no hysteria.

There was no crying or fussing.

There wasn't even any extra fluctuation.

But it was precisely this state that made Lynn feel even more uneasy than his previous state of near collapse.

He couldn't help but wonder what Evelyn had said to her.
"Sister Astrid will also be participating in the interdimensional expedition this time."

Evelyn seemed to read his mind, and spoke casually.
"This was her own decision. Perhaps... Lord Lynn should ask her himself?"

As she spoke, she deliberately leaned closer, her breath brushing against Lynn's ear, and her pink tongue gently licked Lynn's earlobe.

Lynn's brow twitched, and she patted her waist with her backhand, then pinched her buttocks as a warning.

"Leprechaun."

"This is where we discussed things before the battle. We'll settle accounts with you after this is over."

Evelyn was slightly stiffened by this action, then let out a soft hum, a faint blush rising to her face, before releasing her grip and resuming her seemingly dignified demeanor as Quetzalcoatl.

From beginning to end, Astrid seemed to have seen nothing.

Her gaze was calm and distant, as if she was deliberately isolating the flirtatious interaction between the two from her own world.

But the more she acted this way, the more obvious Lynn's uneasy feeling became.

Finally, before Lynn could speak, Astrid noticed his gaze first.

She raised her head, her tone cold:
"I volunteered to participate in this interdimensional expedition. Sister Evelyn wasn't lying."

As soon as she finished speaking, she looked away and refused to look at Lynn again.

He looked like he was sulking, or like he was deliberately creating distance between himself and others.

Lynn subconsciously touched his nose, feeling a bit helpless.

Not long ago, these two women were at loggerheads, wishing each other would disappear.

But now, they're standing together, their relationship so subtle it's hard to fathom.

However, since they each had their own choices, Lynn had no intention of forcibly stopping them.

At least, compared to Astrid's despairing and potentially collapsing state, her current "calmness," even with its problems, is much better.

The rest can only be figured out slowly after this interdimensional expedition ends.

"Since you're going to participate in this interdimensional expedition... then let this dragon accompany you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his finger.

A golden light shot out from the fingertip, disappearing in an instant, as if it had directly disappeared into the depths of the wizard's tower.

The next moment!
boom!
A floor of the wizard's tower suddenly trembled, and a dark shadow burst forth.

It was a black dragon with wings, its jet-black scales gleaming coldly under the magical light, its long neck held high, its aura heavy and elegant.

"Roar!"

A deep and majestic dragon roar echoed within the wizard's tower.

At that very moment, a subtle ripple finally appeared in Astrid's usually cold and aloof purple eyes.

"Little Black..."

She pursed her thin lips, her voice so low that only she could hear it.

Countless long-buried memories surged in his mind: the blazing flames in the Spirit Eye Forge, the low chants of the wizards, the past of riding black dragons across the kingdom of Eluria...

But now, the Spirit Eye Forge has long been destroyed, and the Spirit Eye Wizard has perished.

And she and Xiao Hei both became "possessions" in the hands of this handsome yet despicable man.

In fact, she had privately asked Lynn about Xiao Hei's whereabouts on several occasions.

But Lynn never told her what he meant.

If it weren't for this interdimensional expedition, she probably still wouldn't have seen it.

"Roar!"

The black dragon spread its wings and rose, gracefully and naturally circling to Astrid's side, and lowered its head.

It allowed Astrid to step onto its back, its long dragon neck slightly bent, and it nuzzled affectionately against her side, as if to confirm her presence.

At this moment, the icy coldness in Astrid's eyes finally cracked, and her emotions began to warm up quietly.

As Lynn watched, it seemed as if he too was reminded of the spirited Black Dragon Witch of yesteryear…

Beside him, Tina, in the Hedley bracelet, completely ignored the scene of Lynn flirting with a woman earlier, as well as the scene of the man and the dragon reuniting. Her gaze fell on the black dragon with great interest.

"This scaled fire dragon is not bad."

Her tone was relaxed, yet carried a hint of assessment.

"Its aura is already approaching the level of a fourth-level creature, isn't it?"

Upon hearing this, Lynn casually replied:
"Is Wizard Tina interested in it?"

Tina simply smiled, her tone tinged with self-deprecation:

"I can barely take care of myself right now, how can I have the mind to raise magical beasts?"

"It just reminds me of a small dragon that my elders gave me when I was young."

She seemed to recall something and sighed softly.

"That little dragon seems to be of royal blood from the Flame Dragon Clan."

"Unfortunately, I managed to raise it to death."

Lynn's lips twitched involuntarily.

To raise it to death?

Dragons are among the top races in Warcraft, with an almost exaggerated tenacity in their vitality, not to mention the royal bloodline.

Most of them were young and ignorant, messing around and ruining their lives.

However, this minor incident did not affect the overall situation.

With the deployment complete, the wizarding forces and alchemist armies were all ready to go.

Outside the Wizard's Tower, the runes of the Star Gate lit up layer by layer, and enormous energy continued to gather.

Rumble!
As a dazzling light burst forth from the Star Gate, a powerful force of spatial distortion spread outwards.

Dimensional teleportation has officially begun.

Within that distorted light, the army slowly marched forward, heading towards the Spirit Eye Plane… (End of Chapter)