Synthetic Wizard

Watching this scene, one person’s face showed a sneer.

"Looks like they’ve got it, time to move, notify the others."

Another Wizard nodded slightly and decisively crushed the bone tile in his hand.

In the next instant, a black spot suddenly appeared at the horizon in the distance.

The black spot rapidly expanded, almost instantly coming close. It was an enormous metallic spaceship.

The spaceship was over two hundred meters long, almost one hundred meters high, entirely made of metal. Black iron chains were wrapped around the ship’s surface, interwoven to create strange patterns resembling an array.

Cole and Attila immediately sensed the approaching enemy, and their expressions changed simultaneously.

"It’s the Black Rope Giant Ship from the Black Rope Tower!" Cole’s face was gloomy, "Just like Sunan said, these guys really aren’t peaceful."

Attila’s expression turned serious, and he said in a low voice, "They come with ill intentions. Their target might not be just us; we must quickly notify the base."

After just having fought a major battle, along with the Stellar Fortress being damaged, their remaining forces were clearly insufficient to resist the aggressive enemy.

Cole and Attila made a decisive move, leaving behind the flying fleet and the golem legion to stop the enemy, and then swiftly returned to the base with the Demon Pattern Knight Order.

...

Starlight Wizard Tower, control center.

Sunan interrupted his training upon receiving the urgent message and went to the council chamber.

As soon as she saw him, Lize immediately said, "Cole and Attila’s exploration party was attacked by the Black Rope Tower."

Sunan squinted his eyes and asked, "How are the two of them?"

"Both are fine," Lize replied, "We had prepared in advance, making sure that the exploration party was not too far from the area covered by the Starry Eye, and we had mobile troops ready to support at any moment. The reinforcements arrived just in time, so neither of them was injured; just the accompanying flying fleet and golem legion were completely wiped out."

"It’s good that the people are alright."

Sunan waved his hand. Just a flying fleet and golem legion, their loss was not a big deal.

He would make the Black Rope Tower pay the price.

"Where is the Black Rope Tower’s army now?"

"They’re heading this way."

Lize waved her hand, and countless beams of light suddenly appeared, interweaving in the void to form a picture.

In the picture, an innumerable number of Black Rope Giant Ships surrounded twelve sorcerer towers like stars embracing the moon, rapidly flitting across the high sky.

On the ground was an army composed of golem puppets and various creatures, advancing like a torrent through the wilderness, and the mountains and plains seemed endless.

"Judging by the situation, the Black Rope Tower should be going all out." Lize’s expression was solemn, "They’ve already entered the range of the Starry Eye and are more than five hundred kilometers from the base."

"Prepare to fight."

Sunan watched the picture, a ghostly light flickering in his eyes.

"Since someone is eager to bring pieces of the Divine Corpse over, we shouldn’t refuse."

At the same time.

Over five hundred li from the Star Alliance base.

In the council chamber of the central large Wizard Tower of the Black Rope Tower’s army.

A group of Wizards sat around a long table, intently watching the panoramic projection in the void.

As scouts below gathered various intel, data and text on the panoramic map kept updating.

"The Star Alliance reacts fairly quickly; most of the dispatched exploration parties have already returned to the base."

"It seems they hold some magical item capable of real-time detection in a certain area and also has long-distance communication functions, so they could detect our actions so quickly."

"Even so, normally such reaction speed is impossible; I guess they were already guarding against us."

"No need to guess; we’re already stronger than the Star Alliance. Even if we crush them openly, the Star Alliance is no match for us."

"That’s right."

Sitting at the head, Eliot smiled and let his Wizards speak freely, unconcerned about their relaxed attitude.

After all, even he felt assured of victory in this war.

Though the Star Alliance has gained renown recently, it is ultimately just a newly risen Wizard influence, barely third-rate in overall strength, with a significant gap from the Black Rope Tower.

Facing such a weak opponent, he saw no possibility of losing.

Not to mention, the Black Rope Tower’s twelve sorcerer towers, including eight small, three medium, and one large, were beyond what the Star Alliance could counter.

Based on their investigations these days, the Star Alliance seems to have only one large sorcerer tower, one medium sorcerer tower, and four small sorcerer towers.

Purely in terms of the number of towers, they’re already double what the Star Alliance has.

Not to mention the difference in scale.

It was the Star Alliance’s ability to craft their own war creations that slightly surprised Eliot.

But that was all.

This war’s ultimate result would be only one thing: the Star Alliance being eliminated from this contest.

The only thing in the whole Star Alliance that Eliot considered worthy of slight attention was Sunan, the controller.

"To decisively kill Makaro within a single minute, even I don’t have the absolute certainty to do it. Moreover, I heard Sunan is just a third-level gaseous Wizard."

A cold light flashed in Eliot’s eyes.

Such a figure could potentially have a higher chance of advancing to True Spirit Wizard in the future than he, a True Spirit Descendant.

Since the Black Rope Tower and the Star Alliance were now at odds, allowing Sunan to grow unchecked would be unwise, better to smother him now.

Besides, it’s the only chance to kill Sunan now; otherwise, once he leaves the Earth Crystal Plane, more considerations will arise for any action.

As he pondered, the Black Rope Tower army was less than fifty kilometers from the Star Alliance.

Seeing this, Eliot gathered his thoughts and stood up.

"Everyone, let’s end the chatter here."

"It’s time to resolve the Star Alliance issue. Whatever you want to say, save it for the victory celebration after the war."

"Eliot is right!"

"Once we deal with the Star Alliance, we need to choose our next target."

The crowd laughed and agreed.

At that moment, a voice suddenly came from the Tower Spirit in the void.

[Detected a large number of lifeforms approaching, position southeast fifty-seven kilometers, estimated contact in twelve minutes.]

The laughter of the crowd halted.

Eliot quickly thought through it and realized, sneering: "Instead of guarding the base rigorously, they dare to strike first. Looks like our adversary has guts."

He waved his hand over the void, and immediately the image changed, thousands of flying magic ships filled the sky, like a metallic torrent, overwhelming everything, emitting an oppressive aura.

Further behind were six sorcerer towers and forty-five stellar fortresses.

Surrounding them were dozens of giant dragons, and thousands of knights riding Sub-dragon Species.

The view shifted, turning towards the ground.

Countless golem puppets marched orderly across the wilderness, dense arrays spreading far into the distance. Even when constantly raising the vantage point, the end was unseen.

On the flanks of the golem legion were cavalry formed into neat phalanxes.

Fully armored, holding long spears, carrying heavy swords at their waists, riding Black Rock Leopards, their exposed skin etched with strange silver patterns, clearly out of the ordinary.

Even just viewing the image conveyed a chilling aura, enough to prove the army’s elite status.

Watching this scene, the once lively hall suddenly became silent.

Many Wizards from the Black Rope Tower looked bewildered and suspicious.

They had discovered previously that the Star Alliance’s army was more numerous than expected but hadn’t taken it seriously.

After all, the 24-hour army transport time was a restriction for all Wizard influences; how much more army could the Star Alliance possibly transport?

But only now did they suddenly realize, the Star Alliance’s army numbers seemed more than just a bit more!

Those thousands of ships were already quite exaggerated, what was going on with the ground-bound golem legion?

This amount might well number over a million?!

How did the Star Alliance transport so many golem puppets in just 24 hours?

Eliot was similarly stunned in place.

Having been so confident all along, even he felt an intense bewilderment and shock at this moment.