Synthetic Wizard

"What on earth is happening?"

Eliot was utterly bewildered.

No one answered his question, and others were just as confused.

It wasn’t until the Tower Spirit’s monotonous and cold voice sounded again that everyone was suddenly jolted back to reality.

[Detecting a large number of lifeforms approaching, position southeast, twelve kilometers, expected contact in three minutes.]

Eliot looked grimly at the army on the screen and gritted his teeth to issue an order.

"Engage!"

There was no turning back now; they had to fight.

On their side were twelve Wizard Towers, giving them a significant chance of success!

Three minutes passed in an instant.

The armies of both sides quickly met in the open wilderness like two surging torrents crashing into each other, and without any communication, the battle broke out instantly.

Deafening battle cries immediately filled the sky!

From a bird’s eye view, the frontline of both armies had already become a chaotic melee, resembling a brutal grinder.

It was like pouring drops of red ink onto a sheet of white paper, slowly spreading out, and the vast wilderness was quickly soaked with blood.

At the same time, the conflict in the sky reached a fever pitch.

Clang!

The pitch-black iron chains of the Black Rope Giant Ship suddenly fell off, its surface glowing with dazzling magical brilliance, extending rapidly like iron whips striking harshly at the Stellar Fortress, causing ripples and distortions in its energy field.

Without backing down, the Stellar Fortress unleashed a dense barrage of Spell Beams and disintegration rays, sweeping overwhelmingly towards the Black Rope Giant Ship.

At the same time, Wizard Towers on both sides also opened fire in unison.

Stars appeared near the top of each tower, their light expanding rapidly, eventually turning into sun-like dazzling spheres.

The next instant, countless crimson rays shot out from the spheres, densely striking towards one another.

Simultaneously, numerous golem puppets flew out from the Wizard Towers, engaging in chaotic battle in mid-air.

Compared to the Black Rope Tower, the Star Alliance’s Wizard Towers and War Constructs were noticeably fewer in number.

But the Star Alliance had the advantage of an airborne fleet.

Thousands of flying demon ships charged fiercely towards the Black Rope Tower’s Wizard Towers and the Black Rope Giant Ship, launching a suicidal attack.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Under the blanket assault of the Black Rope Wizard Tower, dozens of ships were instantly turned into fiery debris crashing to the ground.

Nonetheless, the magic ships were undeterred, firing their spell towers and magic energy cannons relentlessly, engulfing a Black Rope Giant Ship in concentrated beams and shells!

Crumble!

Though the magic ships’ firepower wasn’t strong, many ants can bite an elephant to death. Under the fleet’s overwhelming bombardment, the targeted Black Rope Giant Ship only lasted for two or three breaths before it disintegrated, falling like scrap metal.

"Damn it!"

Eliot stared at the flying magic ships with a face like thunder, harboring deep resentment.

In just a brief moment, four Black Rope Giant Ships had crashed, while the other side had paid the price of over a hundred magic ships.

Despite them having a significant advantage looking at the kill ratio,

this wasn’t the real calculation.

The cost of Black Rope Giant Ships was exorbitant, far exceeding those of the flying demon ships, even one crashing pained Eliot greatly.

These were his assets!

"Prioritize eliminating those ships with the Puppet Legion!" Eliot angrily issued a new order.

But as soon as the words were uttered, one of his subordinates responded gloomily, "Sir, it’s not possible. Our Puppet Legion is at a disadvantage and cannot spare forces to deal with those ships."

"...Are you joking?"

Eliot’s gaze turned to the wizard who spoke, full of disbelief.

The twelve Wizard Towers housed a Puppet Legion with over a hundred thousand units, including thousands of wizard-level puppets. The Star Alliance only had six Wizard Towers, whose Puppet Legion couldn’t possibly surpass theirs.

Yet when Eliot directed his view towards the Puppet Legion’s battlefield, he was astounded to find that it was true.

The Star Alliance’s Puppet Legion had fewer numbers, but the wizard-level puppets, which were the real main force, were comparable.

More shockingly, the Star Alliance’s wizard-level puppets did something inexplicable; whenever they were about to be destroyed, they exploded violently, perishing together with their opponents!

The Black Rope Tower had to pay the price of equal or even more wizard-level puppet losses for every Star Alliance puppet they destroyed.

In this back-and-forth, the Black Rope Tower’s wizard-level puppet losses quickly exceeded those of the Star Alliance, naturally falling into a disadvantage.

Upon seeing this, Eliot, both shocked and furious, vaguely understood why back when Starlight Continent’s lockdown was lifted, Youxi’s army lost to the Star Alliance.

He thought it was Youxi being incompetent, but now it seemed clear the Star Alliance was simply too powerful!

As time passed, the war intensified.

Almost every minute, magic ships or War Fortresses fell trailing black smoke like meteors, crashing to the ground with deafening explosions, turning into massive fiery glows.

The intense flames and violent shock waves obliterated many unsuspecting golems.

However, no one cared about the battle on the ground, everyone’s attention was fixated on the fight above.

They all knew, the outcome of the aerial battle was the true key in determining the course of this war.

And around half an hour into the battle, the first fallen Wizard Tower finally appeared.

On the Black Rope Tower’s side, a medium-sized Wizard Tower plummeted towards the ground, spewing smoke, its structure a battered shell riddled with holes from disintegration rays and scorch marks from plasma cannons.