Industrial Revolution of the Mage Lords

Chapter 705 Fierce Fight
"Watch out!" Stormwalker roared in alarm and fury, "It used a spatial rift to evade the group spellcasting!"

The other high-ranking mages reacted immediately, casting defensive spells or flying diagonally to dodge, searching for gaps in the net woven from red plasma.

The four closest people were unfortunately hit directly. Except for one person whose body surface showed the fluctuations of a defensive magic weapon, the other three people trembled, and their clothes, hair and skin were instantly charred and burned, and they fell straight to the ground while smoking.

Several members of the team, still hovering in the air, immediately swooped down to rush to the rescue. Stormwalker was momentarily distracted when he saw the crystalline red alien creature suddenly appear... Then, the ice ring shield that he had solidified around his body shattered violently, and a slender, twisted arm suddenly appeared out of thin air, almost grazing his neck, with such force that it sent him flying several meters away.

Two of his comrades, who had always fought alongside him, reacted immediately and rushed over to cover him from behind. Before they could check on Stormwalker's injuries, the void ahead twisted again... and the crimson monster emerged from the spatial rift once more.

“This is not a short-range teleportation spell…” Stormwalker said in a trembling voice, “Even a legendary spellcaster’s planar teleportation must rely on the pre-set magic arrays around it to connect to the magic network, and it is simply impossible to tear space apart multiple times in a short period of time.”

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but stare intently at the enemy in front of him again... Through his gaze meeting that swollen single eye embedded in his chest and abdomen, an indescribable, bone-chilling coldness once more crept into his heart.

From the very beginning of their fight until now, Matthews has been able to clearly sense that there is no magical fluctuation in the body of this alien monster. Even the dense red plasma that just shot out from its body is not a form of elemental magic, but rather a pure aberrant energy attack.

"This guy is like a black hole that devours all magic power..."

The shockwave from the shattered shield still affected his body. Stormwalker suppressed the restless magic within him and said in a hoarse voice, "Find a way to entangle it... This monster's energy will eventually run out. Even if we can't kill it on the spot, we must stop it from attacking the command post and the artillery positions behind us!"

Everyone responded in unison... Before they could take any action, the swollen giant pupil on the monster's chest suddenly trembled rhythmically. Immediately afterward, a cold and hoarse voice rang in everyone's mind during the aerial battlefield.

"The lowly exiles... evolved beings from lower races, even having drawn power from the core of inheritance, are still weak and vulnerable..."

This guy... actually used his special ability to communicate telepathically with all the spellcasters present!
It turns out that the higher-ranking beings among these alien races can understand human language and communicate with them normally... Language is a talent that all intelligent races should possess. If it weren't for the current battle, humans would probably need to spend a lot of effort to understand them.

Seeing that it had no intention of launching an immediate attack, Stormwalker also slightly raised his hand to stop his companion's counterattack.

"You were created by the so-called main will... the so-called powerful evolved being? Then where is your main will?"

Communication can only delay the situation and cannot truly prevent the fierce battle that is about to begin. Matthews was prepared for this and was just trying to buy time to extract as much valuable information as possible from the evolved being.

The evolved being mimicked human movements and habits, its faceless head slowly shaking as it said contemptuously, "Deep communication with you won't bring me any more value... just like whether you resist or accept your fate, you can't escape being killed by me."

As soon as the words were spoken, a high-level mage who had secretly flown behind it during the gap suddenly stopped, let out a painful groan, and then vomited a mouthful of blood... This was because he was casting a force field spell in an attempt to cut off the evolved being's route through the spatial plane, and was detected by it and suffered a backlash.

But this wasn't simply a counter-magic... Matthews looked at the arcane mage rescued by his companion. His pale face and violently heaving chest clearly indicated he was mana-depleted, obviously drained of all his magic power like the Child of Flame. Absorbing magic power... this seemed to be the reason this alien evolved being dared to face more than ten high-ranking humans. Compared to the magic-resistant skin of ordinary demon lizardmen, it was clearly more effective at countering spellcasters' magical attacks. Furthermore, the red lightning it unleashed was far more powerful, not to mention its bizarre ability to traverse dimensions.

Stormwalker clenched his fists and subtly glanced around. There were no injured high-ranking members still capable of fighting, and besides him, there were only six others left. It shouldn't be difficult for the seven of them to hold off the enemy... But the most fatal problem was the enemy's unpredictable demon-devouring ability, which could easily render a companion completely powerless. It seemed almost impossible to buy time and wait for them to run out of energy and retreat on their own.

Even though the three high-level shapeshifter mage Duncan and his apprentices stationed at the Great Bear Lake base received the distress signal from the front lines, it would still take them nearly fifteen minutes to reach the Ice Sea quickly using the teleportation array.

If only the Son of Flame hadn't been attacked and injured before the battle even began... Among the dozen or so of them, he was the most skilled and experienced in combat, and he would surely have been able to come up with a better way to deal with the formidable enemy before them.

"We can't worry about that now... At least we can hold it off for fifteen minutes until reinforcements arrive before we make any further plans!"

The two companions standing beside him understood and gave him knowing looks.

Just then, several gunshots suddenly rang out from the ground below, and magic stone bullets shot straight toward the evolved beings with trajectories that were difficult for the human eye to follow!
The deep red crystal deposits on its body suddenly rippled like water, and then its body tilted slightly, as if it were floating in the air and staggered a couple of steps.

The magic bullets forged from pure magic energy were more damaging and threatening than the high-level spells of a battle mage!

"It's the ground sniper squad!" Stormwalker shouted excitedly to his companions. "Let's coordinate with them to hold this guy off and create enough firing angles and aiming lines for the snipers!"

The words had barely left her lips when the evolved crimson figure twisted again and instantly disappeared into the spatial rift.

Stormwalker's dangerous intuition, emanating from the depths of his soul, suddenly erupted. He mobilized his surging magic to the maximum extent, conjuring an ice ring shield in front of him that was even larger and more solid than before, protecting himself and his two companions within it.

A flash of red light, and the rapidly spinning shield shattered instantly... This protective magic, which was originally strong enough to withstand the bombardment of high-level fire magic, was completely erased and restored to its original state in an instant with a wave of the evolved being's hand.

Evolvers can directly devour and restore... the magic power and rules contained within already formed magic!

The Stormwalker, whose defensive spells were instantly destroyed, was greatly shocked and had no time to dodge the red lightning bolt that followed.

At the critical moment, his two closest companions leaped forward and knocked him away.

(End of this chapter)