Chapter 200: Changes and Exchanges (5,000 words)

Then, Clark quickly changed the subject and brought the attention back to the business.

His expression began to become serious, and his voice became a little deeper:

"Just take care of what's going on with Jermyn. Let's get back to the point. I'm communicating this time to tell you that Augustine's request for reinforcements has come through."

Master Clark's face was solemn. "The border point has just passed the approval and agreed to provide 30,000 wizards as support to the Flame Frost Plane."

"Is there any support?"

Hearing this, Viola's expression did not relax at all, but instead became serious: "This is troublesome..."

"Yes, it will be very dangerous for a long time to come." Master Clark's tone became heavier when he said this.

There are only a few ways to send wizards to other planes on a large scale, and two years is too short a time to build a secure teleportation device in this camp.

Therefore, the best way right now is to let the "ship" plane return to the intersection and bring these supporting wizards back to the battlefield.

"This is really troublesome. It seems that Augustine is the only sixth-level wizard in the team this time. This means that he is the only one who can control the plane." Viola couldn't help shaking her head.

"If he does that..." Clark's voice was clear and logical. "For a long time to come, the highest combat force of this Flame Frost Plane War will be completely absent from the battlefield."

This means that during the time that Augustine returns, the wizard legion on the Flame Frost plane will lose their supreme leader and their top suppressing force.

"Moreover..." Master Clark's tone was solemn, "Without the ship plane as a transit and support, the communication link between you and the upper echelons of the main plane will become extremely fragile. I'm afraid even normal communication will not be possible."

"Even if the ship plane is gone, the wizards on the Flame Frost plane will lose their only way of retreat!"

The ship plane is not just a means of transportation, it is also a mobile energy hub and communication transit station.

Without this ship plane, all wizards would be trapped in this alien plane, losing the possibility of returning to the main plane or requesting reinforcements.

This means they will be alone!

"Based on the chaotic time flow between the two planes, once the ship plane is separated, a round trip will take enough time for the Flame Frost Plane to survive for ten years. Viola, you and Jermyn should be careful." Clark sighed and warned his students.

"I understand, Master." Viola responded calmly, "But, Master, won't you let us leave with the 'ship'?"

Clark looked at her expressionlessly: "Will you let go of such a good opportunity?"

After a moment of silence, Viola suddenly smiled brightly. "It's so rare to see so many wizards in such despair and pain. Of course I can't miss it!"

Clark didn't say much about her answer, but just shook his head as if he had expected it. "Your character is still so bad... Forget it, I can't contact that kid Jie Ming. Remember to tell him about this when he comes back."

The communication was then disconnected.

The light curtain went out and the office fell silent again.

Viola did not rest immediately. She lay on the soft sofa, thinking about what was going to happen next.

But after a short while, she couldn't help but sit up suddenly.

Her slender body leaned forward slightly, with an unconcealable look of intoxication on her face, and her eyes were fixed on the door of the laboratory.

Just now, she felt a throbbing sensation coming from not far away.

Viola was very familiar with this feeling. She knew that it was her talented junior fellow apprentice who had returned.

Not long after, accompanied by two light and rhythmic knocks on the door, a figure appeared at the door of the laboratory.

He looked the same as usual, although with some imperceptible fatigue, there seemed to be nothing unusual.

It’s Benjamin!

The corners of Viola's lips finally couldn't help but bloom into a perfect and satisfied smile.

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…

After seeing the magnificent and horrifying "Sea of ​​Evil", Benjamin decisively and quickly flew out.

He increased his body speed to the extreme, and runes lit up around him, offsetting the terrifying oppressive feeling deep underground.

While flying upwards quickly, Benjamin did not forget the "entrance" he created.

With spiritual power flowing through his fingertips, he used alchemy to change the shape of the surrounding strata.

The huge deep pit that he had violently blasted open began to "squeeze" and "close" visibly according to his will.

The earth itself has the concept of "bearing capacity". The thick rock layers and permafrost, with their inherent inertia and toughness, can withstand unimaginable pressure.

Theoretically, as long as the soil layer is thick enough, it can serve as the top-level seal and completely cover everything underneath.

However, just as the bombing and excavation were so fast and exhilarating before, now the process of "kneading" all the torn rock and soil back together piece by piece is so painful!

This is not only a huge drain on mental energy, but also an ultimate test of one's willpower.

Benjamin had never felt that twisting rocks was so difficult.

After the project reached a certain scale, he needed to calculate the gravity and structure of each rock, sense the vibration of the earth veins, and repair this huge deep pit with a diameter of hundreds of meters and a depth of hundreds of kilometers, little by little from the inside out, until it was completely closed!

"hiss……"

Benjamin felt a sharp pain in his brain.

He felt that his mental strength was like a wrung-out sponge, being squeezed to the limit again and again.

Whenever his mental strength was about to be exhausted, he would swallow the potion to restore his mental strength without hesitation, and then devote himself to this huge repair project again.

Finally, after Benjamin had exhausted all his mental energy for several rounds, the "recovery" project was finally nearing completion.

As he released his final round of alchemy, the frozen ground beneath his feet silently returned to its original state.

The earth seemed as if it had never been torn apart, and there was no trace of his bombing.

But Jieming knew that it was just an appearance.

Below is a sea of ​​evil energy that is enough to kill high-level wizards.

He stood on the repaired ground and let out a long breath.

Then, he thought about it, and with some concern, he took out a few high-quality energy crystals from the space in his body and ground them into powder.

Based on this, Benjamin used up all the true energy in his body and formed a spell specifically for stabilizing the evil spirit.

"Go!" He cast a spell that exhausted all his true energy towards the "trace point" under his feet that he had covered up again.

The spell sank into the earth like an invisible nail, completely "nailing" the area.

Benjamin knew clearly that such a spell alone could not stop the overall changes of the bottomless "sea of ​​evil spirit".

But in conjunction with the thick earth seal he had created earlier, and the seal he initially released at the entrance of the cave.

At least it can temporarily calm the evil energy in this small area and prevent it from spreading from here.

As for if the evil energy erupts in other places, it doesn’t matter.

After all, for Benjamin, as long as the outbreak does not occur in his area and expose his original private exploration, there will be no problem.

Even if the wizard army is abnormal, it has nothing to do with him.

After finishing all the aftermath, Benjamin sorted himself out.

Then he returned to the relatively safe outpost as if nothing had happened.

There, he simply registered the mission log, and then used the teleportation array inside the outpost to return to the wizard's main camp.

Walking out of the teleportation array, the familiar chaotic energy flow hit me in the face, forming a sharp contrast with the icy coldness of the Frost Dark Realm.

Jieming came to his dormitory, and it was not until he took out his magic network terminal that he discovered that there was a communication request on it that could not be connected due to insufficient signal.

He clicked on it and found that the communication request came from his mentor, Clark.

"Uh..." Benjamin scratched his head.

He had previously turned off the terminal in the Frost Dark Realm for the sake of confidentiality, but he didn't expect that someone would actually contact him.

He thought about it and realized that if his tutor couldn't contact him for something, he would probably contact his senior Viola.

To conduct inter-dimensional communication in other planes, one must rely on the camp’s own communication system, and this thing is often... very expensive!

Instead of contacting her at a high price, it would be better to go directly to Viola's laboratory and take a look.

Anyway, he cleared out an entire snow monster city and obtained some intelligence, which he could share with others.

Having made up his mind, Benjamin turned around and walked towards Viola's laboratory on the top floor in the core area of ​​the camp.

Arriving at the door of the laboratory, Benjamin knocked gently.

The door slid open quickly and silently, revealing a neat and spacious space inside.

Viola was sitting in her armchair, holding a glass of pale blue liquid in her hand, her posture as perfect as ever.

She looked up at Benjamin, her ice-blue eyes deep and calm, as if she could see through everything.

However, the moment Benjamin met her eyes, he still subconsciously felt a little uncomfortable.

Even though he had witnessed countless big scenes, he always felt that there was something else deep in the eyes of this senior sister - it was not normal concern, nor was it simple appreciation.

It's a bit like biologists observing rare "precious experimental subjects" that have special abilities and are in a critical growth period.

This feeling of being scrutinized made every cell in his body resist.

"You're so anxious to find me right after you got back. It seems you've gained a lot in the Frost Dark Realm." Viola's voice was soft, with a barely perceptible smile.

"Senior, you're joking." Benjamin sighed inwardly and forced a tired smile. "I just saw that my mentor had a message for me, but my signal in the Frost Dark Realm was too bad, so I couldn't get through. I figured since my mentor was looking for me, he might contact you as well."

"Instructor Clark did contact me." Viola nodded, put down the cup in her hand, and gestured for Benjamin to sit down. "He asked about your recent situation and mentioned some important changes in the plane recently."

The two sides then exchanged information about Mentor Clark.

"This situation is indeed worrying." Benjamin frowned slightly, his tone solemn.

"Both forces acting simultaneously, and with such a large-scale evacuation of high-level forces, it's clear there must be some hidden agenda behind this. But if these high-level forces and retreat routes leave now, even if we can suppress the enemy in terms of combat power, it's still not a guarantee."

"Lord Augustine should already be aware of what happened in the Flame Frost Plane. Taking such a course of action now is truly... somewhat inappropriate."

When Benjamin said this, he paused slightly and finally chose a more euphemistic way of saying it. He actually wanted to say that this guy might be a piece of shit.

Anyway, from Benjamin's point of view, even if he chooses the most passive response method - maintaining the status quo until the other party makes a move, it is more appropriate than leaving in a hurry to call for reinforcements... At least he should get through this round of offensive first!

Viola seemed surprisingly calm about this, with a hint of "excitement" on her face:

"Since Instructor Clark has passed on the news, the matter of returning to mobilize troops should have been finalized. However, you shouldn't be so resentful. The heights at which high-level wizards stand and the amount of information they have access to are completely different from ours. Their seemingly strange actions may well have other reasons behind them."

After hearing this, Benjamin thought about it carefully and shook his head regretfully.

With the intelligence and information he currently possessed, he really couldn't think of any good reason to do so.

The most he could think of was that Augustine might be luring the enemy deep into the camp, using the wizards in the camp as bait to attract the creatures of the Flame Frost Plane to launch a general attack.

But even if you think this way, there are still big flaws, the most important of which is the chaotic flow of time.

The chaotic time flow in the outer layer of the Flame Frost Plane is far more problematic than normal. Even a delay of just one second could result in the skipping of several days.

But after Viola's reminder, Benjamin also figured it out.

There are few fools who can become high-level wizards. Augustine must have his own considerations.

"Alas... I hope this wizard is not too cruel, otherwise those of us who stay here will be in great danger."

"Crisis, of course, is a crisis. But for us, it also means opportunity." Viola stroked her fair chin gently, looking out the window, as if she could see the bloody scene of the future of the Flame Frost Plane.

"You're right. The next battle will definitely be much more brutal than the previous one." She said softly, but there was no worry in her tone, but instead a hint of eagerness.

After a long while, she finally came to her senses: "But the danger is relatively controllable. After all, the three deputy commanders will stay this time.

After hearing this, Benjamin's uneasiness eased a little.

The three fifth-level wizards working together are indeed enough to deal with most crises.

"However, I am a little surprised." Viola turned her eyes to Benjamin again, with a hint of playful inquiry. "After hearing about this strategic change that affects the overall situation and knowing that Master Augustine is about to be transferred away from the ship plane, don't you plan to leave with the ship plane? This should be the best way to avoid getting into danger."

Jieming glanced at her and didn't answer directly: "There are many reasons why I don't leave. But the reason why you don't plan to go back is simple and clear."

Benjamin spoke calmly, but his words were as sharp as a knife, mercilessly exposing Viola's true nature: "You plan to stay and witness the pain those wizards will feel in the upcoming infinitely tragic battle, right?"

The smile on Viola's face was not stiff at all, but became even brighter.

"Hehe..." Viola laughed softly, and the laughter was like the collision of ice crystals, crisp but with a hint of coldness.

"You, my junior, have seen through me. That's right." She made no secret of her true purpose and even showed a hint of pride.

"That extreme blood and gore, that desperate situation, the wizards struggling to survive in extreme despair and pain, the 'sparks' that can erupt from the depths of their souls... This is one of the 'artworks' I most want to appreciate in my life."

Seeing Viola's unconcealed and even proud illness, Benjamin couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"I've begun to doubt your intentions when we first met..."

"Oh? Have we been discovered?" There was an indescribable light flashing in Viola's silver-gray eyes.

"Is this true?" Benjamin's face twitched.

Viola tilted her head. "Of course it's true. After you took out that potion, I knew you and those two little guys were not on the same page, so I wanted to help you then..."

Jieming felt as if he understood this person's logic and couldn't help but cover his face:

"So... did you want to see the pain Amy and the others felt when they realized their shortcomings and took the initiative to separate from me?"

"You are very smart!"

Benjamin shook his head, his eyes revealing a genuine helplessness.

"Senior, your character... is really too bad." He commented.

However, when Viola heard Benjamin's evaluation, she was not ashamed, but proud!

She even stood up slightly, as if displaying a priceless treasure, and her voice was filled with deep pride: "It's my pleasure."

Benjamin shook his head and said nothing more.

He knew that it was pointless to argue about good and evil with such a person.

After all, no matter how much this senior sister enjoys watching suffering, in essence, she has never truly harmed the interests of other wizards.

In a sense, Viola took good care of him.

In this case, Benjamin had no position or qualifications to comment on Viola's personal habits or say anything more.

Or rather, the conflicted feelings expressed by those who knew her true nature were also the pain they wanted to see...

"Thank you for letting me know, Senior. I still have some things to take care of, so I'll take my leave now."

Benjamin stood up, nodded slightly to Viola, and left her laboratory.

I can’t afford to offend you, goodbye!

The metal door behind them closed silently, blocking out Viola's smile of morbid satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)