Wizard: Starts with Advanced Meditation

The frost wolf phantom seemed to lock onto its target entirely with its eyes. After its head was blown apart, it lost its bearings and flailed its front paws wildly.

Harrogan seized the opportunity to roll away and create distance, but by then the phantom's head had reformed, leaving him no choice but to fight the fully restored phantom once more.

On the other side, Rock and Delon were locked in a fierce battle. The venomous python that Delon conjured was exceptionally ferocious; it could not only spew highly corrosive venomous mist, but its fangs and tail were also as hard as iron, and every pounce and strike carried a deadly threat.

Rock's magical artifacts are extremely effective; the light shield he creates is exceptionally flexible and can automatically predict attacks from the venomous python from all directions.

Each time, it was precisely blocked; although ripples frequently appeared on the light screen, it remained indestructible.

While skillfully dodging the venomous python's entanglement, Rock continuously unleashed scorching rays at Delon.

His attack method is quite unique—after learning several offensive spells, he specializes only in the Scorching Ray spell. The others are only used to deal with special situations.

This is why his mastery of this witchcraft has reached its pinnacle; each spell is precise and fast, with the consumption of magic power being just right.

Delang was originally waiting to make his move, but he was caught off guard by the scorching rays that came one after another.

Blazing rays grazed his body, instantly scorching his skin with blackened marks. The smell of burning flesh filled the air, leaving him no time to worry about his venomous python.

Just as the two sides were locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle, Elena had already led her team to quietly circle around to the side of the stronghold. She stood on a high ice rock, using the wind and snow as cover to observe the movements below.

There were still a dozen or so frost-skinned dwarves inside the stronghold. Perhaps seeing that the forces sent to the front were far greater than the enemy's, the remaining frost-skinned dwarves stopped sending reinforcements and simply stayed at their posts, continuing to operate the stronghold.

After all, as one of the frostskin dwarves' armories, they have mission targets, and the consequences of failing to meet them are dire. Dulink won't let them off the hook just because an enemy invasion delayed the mission's progress.

The group slid down the snow-covered slope, kicking up white sprays of snow behind them. Thanks to the earlier destruction of two watchtowers, this side of the ice wall was completely unguarded.

Elena and the others slid smoothly to the foot of the ice wall, their figures disappearing into the shadows cast by the ice wall and the nearby rocks. Looking at the thick ice wall before her, Elena said to Heleto beside her:

"Prepare the explosion rune."

Upon hearing this, Heleto approached the ice wall, raised his hand, and took out the engraving pen used by rune masters. The moment the pen tip touched the ice surface, fiery red magic flowed out.

Runemasters usually inscribe rune arrays on a specific medium in advance, which can be activated when needed. However, with war imminent, breaking through this ice wall is a piece of cake, so Heleto simply inscribed the runes on the spot.

Hughes stood aside and observed carefully. He was also preparing to become a rune master, and this was a good opportunity to observe the rune master apprentices' live engraving up close.

Come to think of it, this seems to be the first time Heleto has inscribed runes on the spot. In the past, he would prepare the medium in advance and activate and release them directly during battle.

Heleto maneuvered the engraving brush across the ice surface with incredible speed, sketching out a circular rune array in the blink of an eye. The runes forming the array flickered continuously, and a faint magical power surged beneath the ice.

However, after completing the explosion array, Hughes noticed that Heleto had added a small circle of ice-blue runes to the elf's head next to him, and then carved an extremely obscure pink rune at the center of the array.

Hughes understood perfectly. He silently moved half a step behind Heleto, using his body to block the view from behind and cover Heleto's little movements.

Heleto put down his pen, stood up, and took a few steps back, a magical aura emanating from his palm. With a flick of his finger, the circular magic circle on the ice wall suddenly lit up with a red light.

Upon seeing this, the others immediately prepared their sorcery runes, ready to rush in and quickly subdue the enemies inside once the magic circle was activated.

"Bang—clang!"

At this moment, the frost-skinned dwarves inside the ice wall were unaware of the impending danger. Beside the furnace, the frost-skinned dwarves were forging witchcraft tools with frost iron, and sparks kept splashing onto the ice surface with each rise and fall of the heavy hammer.

Several guards leaned against the ruins of the watchtower, squinting at the commotion on the battlefield ahead, completely unaware that strange flames had begun to emanate from the ice wall to their side.

Suddenly! "Bang—Clang!"

The ice wall near the furnace collapsed with a roar, sending ice blocks flying past the heads of several wizard apprentices before slamming heavily onto the anvil. Unnoticed, an elven head rolled into a corner, gleaming with an eerie light.

A large hole was blasted in the ice wall. Before the smoke had even cleared, several figures suddenly rushed into the stronghold. Before the frost-skinned dwarves could react, they were shot through the head by flying elemental missiles.

"Don't even think about it!"

Several frost-skinned dwarves wielding ice spears roared as they charged toward Elena and her companions, who were heading toward the furnace, when suddenly the snow beneath their feet cracked open.

A swarm of dark green vines sprouted from the ground and entangled the frost-skinned dwarves on the ground, causing their ice spears to clatter to the ground.

It was Vivian, who was at the rear of the group, who made the move. She manipulated the vines to grow rapidly, binding the pursuers firmly in place.

The vines were oozing a sap with a paralyzing effect, rendering the frost-skinned dwarves unable to move.

Upon seeing this, an apprentice immediately breathed fire at the group of frost-skinned dwarves. The intense flames instantly ignited the vines on their bodies, and the fire spread rapidly along the vines, engulfing the frost-skinned dwarves in a sea of ​​fire in the blink of an eye.

Closest to the furnace stood a burly frost-skinned dwarf, his upper body bare, his muscles bulging. The furnace fire blazed fiercely, baking his icy blue skin until it gleamed.

Unaffected by the surrounding chaos, he calmly swung his giant hammer, striking the unfinished witchcraft on the anvil again and again, sparks flying everywhere with each strike.

Only after he had completely forged the magical implement in front of him did he slowly put down the giant hammer, pick up the pitch-black greatsword beside him with one hand, and the purple runes engraved on the edge of the greatsword illuminated the winding purple magic patterns on the blade.

He slowly turned around, his gaze sweeping over the enemy not far away. The lingering heat from his body collided with the surrounding cold air, creating a hazy white mist.

He suddenly raised his hand and held the greatsword high above his head, then with a whooshing sound, swung it down fiercely at the apprentice not far away.

Just as the giant sword was about to hit the ground, a bolt of lightning as thick as a washbasin suddenly shot up from beneath the apprentice's feet.

"Crack!—Aaaaaah!"

Purple lightning crackled and exploded throughout the apprentice's body, instantly shattering the witchcraft he was wearing, with fragments flying everywhere mixed with the lightning.

High Volt's lightning tore at the apprentice's body, causing it to convulse violently in the electric shocks, his skin charred black.