Chapter 90: Chapter 89 Academy War (Eight)_2
“Adapting so quickly?”
The adaptation speed of the White Wizard Apprentices had far exceeded his expectations; although the assault from the Void Academy had shattered their defenses, the lack of command meant these Black Wizard Apprentices hadn’t managed to surround and annihilate the enemy with concentrated troops immediately.
The Black Wizard Apprentices had indeed achieved rich battle results, but that could not withstand the fact that the White Wizards far outnumbered them.
“We can’t keep this up, we must quickly defeat these White Wizard Apprentices.”
Anderson made his decision, but before he could act, a series of spells bombarded him.
“Ten o’clock direction, distance 350, left ten Fireball Technique, ready.”
Orey’s voice rang out on the battlefield, a group of White Wizard Apprentices arranged in a semi-circular formation was slowly advancing towards the battlefield, and their formation was growing larger as they moved forward.
“White Wizard Army?” Anderson dodged the spell, looking in the direction of the casting with some panic.
Dozens of Wizard Apprentices were brewing spells, and in front of them, several Wizards were intently watching Anderson.
As soon as Anderson retaliated, they would immediately erect a Magic Shield, fulfilling their duty to defend.
At Orey’s command, ten fireballs immediately flew towards Anderson.
Anderson hastily dodged.
Although these fireballs were not very powerful individually, once their number increased, they could fatally strike advanced apprentices like Anderson.
“Void Academy, assemble!”
Anderson suddenly yelled across the battlefield, finally recognizing the terrifying nature of the White Wizards.
This type of spell bombardment, apart from a top apprentice like him, few on the field could withstand it.
“Hmph! Thinking of running?”
Orey snorted coldly and then began giving orders.
“Twelve o’clock direction, distance 370, left three Lightning Strike.”
“Two o’clock direction, distance 250, right four Fireball bombardment.”
“One o’clock direction, distance 460, mid four Lightning Strike…”
As Orey issued command after command, spells harvested Black Wizards’ lives on the battlefield like grim reapers.
These Black Wizard Apprentices didn’t have Anderson’s capabilities; facing multiple spell attacks, their Magic Shields were instantly shattered, a torrent of spells instantly reduced them to ashes or charred them.
Some apprentices tried to retaliate, but their spells were blocked by the Magic Shields in front of the White Wizards, posing no threat to the spell-casting apprentices behind them.
It was now the Black Wizards’ turn to be slaughtered.
“Damn it, prepare to retreat!”
Anderson yelled with an ugly expression, then threw his long sword towards the White Wizard army formation.
The blood-red long sword tore through the air, bringing with it a fierce wind, the White Wizard Apprentices in front of the army took defense measures, but before the sword could touch the Magic Shield, it exploded on its own, enveloping a group of White Wizard Apprentices in a cloud of blood mist.
The White Wizard Apprentices who came into contact with the blood mist instantly had their eyes turn red, attacking indiscriminately.
“Mad Demon Blood Fog, should hold them off for a while.”
Anderson glanced back at the White Wizard Army formation, his figure then disappearing into the woods.
Resource point southside, Annihilation Academy also ran into trouble.
A skeleton with Soul Fire burning in its eyes let out a silent howl, then was blasted into pieces by a spell.
The southside of the resource point was mostly inhabited by advanced apprentices, who had quickly deployed their strategies at the start of the battle… although the results were somewhat lacking.
Due to a lack of decisive actions, the commanding system at the southern resource point was like a schizophrenic mental patient with multiple personality disorders, sending apprentices here and there erratically.
Because they hadn’t made timely use of wartime laws—namely the law of executing deserters.
The result was that although there were more apprentices on the southside of the resource point than the northside, their resistance against the Black Wizards was less effective.
Despite this, with the assistance of advanced combat abilities and alchemy machines, the southern resource point was barely held.
Balto, known by his nickname Mechanic, was an Advanced Alchemy Apprentice of the Alchemy School, majoring in Alchemy Mechanical Science.
In this war, Balto was the only one who could match Richard financially.
At the Secret Keeper Wizard Academy, Balto had even taken business from the Wizard Commerce by continuously providing a type of alchemy equipment with his alchemy machines.
This made Balto extremely wealthy.
For this war, Balto had made the same decision as Richard—to exchange for a large amount of alchemy materials. Besides that, Balto brought some things Richard didn’t have.
On the city walls, the Magic Stone-driven Alchemy Magic Stone Cannon emitted a dazzling white light.
Powered by the Magic Stones, the Alchemy Magic Stone Cannon could release a blast of up to one hundred fifty Energy Levels twice per minute. On the battlefield, except for a few Advanced Apprentices, whoever it hit was dead.
It was also because of the deterrence of this Magic Stone Cannon that many Black Wizards fought hesitantly, always keeping part of their attention on the Alchemy Magic Stone Cannon.
“Have we consolidated yet?”
Standing by the cannon, Balto anxiously asked as he continually used a spell to cool it down.
“Sir, it’s still not working,” reported a White Wizard, shaking his head. “Those three skeletons are too fierce. Every time our formation starts taking shape, they disrupt it.
Our spells are almost ineffective against them.
Now, no apprentices are willing to form a formation!”
“Unwilling!?” Balto cursed angrily. “Do they want to die? In terms of individual combat capability, can the three of them measure up to a Black Wizard Apprentice? Without forming a military formation, we are just slowly committing suicide!”
After saying this, Balto filled a few Magic Stones into the Magic Stone Cannon, and the lethal white light lit up again, causing many Black Wizard Apprentices to hurriedly take cover.
“Order the other staff to quickly organize their own military formations, no matter how small, they must form a formation!” Balto ordered, feeling a bit weary.
At this moment, he actually wished that his old rival Orey was here. With Orey’s capability and spirit, he definitely could have consolidated the Apprentices for a counterattack.
But it was too late to say anything now.
At the resource point on the north side where Orey was, there were even fewer Wizard Apprentices. Yet, they also faced an attack from a Black Wizard Academy.
He just needed to lead the Apprentices in holding the line.
As long as he firmly kept the defense, once the White Wizard Army formation on his side was assembled, it would be the time for the Black Wizards’ defeat.
A series of explosions erupted from the Black Wizards’ flank. Startled, Balto quickly looked over.
He saw a neatly arranged White Wizard Army attacking the flank of the Black Wizard Apprentices. Each spell cast took out several Black Wizard Apprentices.
“Have other Academies finally come?”
Balto thought in amazement.
The White Wizard Army before him looked spirited and full of fighting spirit, in stark contrast to his own White Wizard Apprentices.
Balto naturally thought of the remaining two Academies.
“Prepare to counterattack! Reinforcements have arrived!”
Balto shouted, as his alchemy Magic Stone Cannon emitted a deadly white light again.
Seeing the arrival of such strong reinforcements, the White Wizard Apprentices at the southern resource point felt a surge of adrenaline and instantly perked up.
“Formation, formation, reinforcements have arrived!”
At this moment, Aldo, who was in the woods controlling skeletons to hunt the Apprentices, saw this scene and instantly made a decision.
The Apprentices of the Annihilation Academy received the order and immediately broke away from the battle, running into the woods. The White Wizard Army didn’t pursue, allowing the Black Wizards of the Annihilation Academy to escape.
“I wonder which Academy these reinforcements belong to, entering the battlefield with such calm.”
Balto admired to himself as he watched the reinforcements. But before he could approach, a familiar emblem caught his eye.
“The… Secret Keeper’s Academy insignia?”
Confused, Balto looked towards the army’s command echelon, only to see a familiar figure quietly watching him.
“Balto, is this the outcome your staff has managed to produce?”