Chapter 54 Joining the War

The most important thing is that he had just arrived in this area not long ago, so there was no reason for him to be discovered.

The only explanation was that the indigenous coalition had some kind of detection method that was beyond his expectations.

"Damn it! Alchemy's detection range is still too small!"

When Benjamin tried to control the magic weapon to take off, but found that the airspace around him was restricted, his face suddenly darkened.

After all, alchemy and analysis are not professional detective witchcraft. Even if Benjamin has the sixth level of Qi Refining, the maximum detection radius of these two witchcraft is only about a hundred meters.

The advantage is that it can examine energy and matter more carefully, which is very useful when searching for various materials.

But the disadvantage is that if the other party is well prepared, they may surround him without him noticing, as is the case now.

"Damn it! Go out and study detective witchcraft first!" Benjamin's tone was quite bad.

Being hunted on such a large scale and in such a premeditated manner made him feel extremely angry.

Benjamin is not the kind of person who likes to kill enemies and innocent people, but he is not the kind of person who allows himself to be bullied.

Since the other party came to us on their own initiative, there is nothing more to say.

He exhaled slowly, his expression turning cold. "Want to kill me? Very good. Since you want to fight, I'll fight you!"

Benjamin activated the mobile talisman magic weapon - although its flying ability was banned, the spell of lightness was still engraved inside the mobile talisman magic weapon.

His body turned into a blurry afterimage and rushed towards an outer flank of the indigenous coalition forces. In Jemin's perception, the amount of life energy there was the least.

He could sense that in addition to the group of people around him, there were a steady stream of enemies rushing towards this side from farther away.

It would be easy to break through, but Benjamin didn't want to let the other side go so easily.

If the previous ambushes could be considered accidents, now that they are right in front of us, we must "retaliate"!

There is no point in simply eliminating this small group of enemies in front of us, but charging straight into the frontal troops is simply seeking death.

Jieming knew very well that if he wanted to cause damage to a legion of this level with his own strength, he had to disrupt their formation, destroy their supplies, and defeat their command system!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Violent fireballs poured out from Jemin's hands like a tide. Jemin easily dealt with the enemies in front of him and ran out of the encirclement.

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In the next few days, Jemin shuttled around the edge of the high-intensity battlefield like a ghost.

On the battlefield, the advantages of low consumption and almost unlimited use of talismanic weapons are infinitely magnified.

As long as the core material of the talisman is not damaged and the elements in the surrounding environment are replenished at a speed that can keep up with the consumption, he can unleash a massive amount of witchcraft in a short period of time, like a mobile turret.

Use the extreme speed brought by the mobile sigil wizard to approach the enemy at high speed, and then use the defensive sigil wizard to easily block those arrows or spell attacks.

The most important thing is to use attack sigils to carry out precise strikes on the key nodes of the indigenous coalition forces - those shamans wearing special costumes, those officers in command and dispatch, and some logistics teams that are obviously transporting supplies.

More often than not, he simply floated far away in the sky, pouring indiscriminate saturation firepower directly towards the area with the highest concentration of indigenous people in the distant battlefield, until the talismanic magic weapon in his hand overheated and he quickly evacuated.

In order to resist the unknown reconnaissance methods of the indigenous people, Benjamin did not have any fixed tactics and acted completely at will.

Like a madman splashing colors on the canvas, but every splash carries destructive power.

The overwhelming force he displayed quickly caused confusion and fear among the Aboriginal coalition forces.

"What is that? A wizard?!"

"How is this possible?! How much witchcraft has he used?! Why hasn't his mental power been exhausted yet?!"

"Quick! Stop him! The flank is being disrupted!"

The indigenous people had never seen a wizard who was able to release witchcraft so continuously.

Their tactics were based on a war of attrition, taking advantage of the wizards' limited mental strength.

But the appearance of Benjamin completely broke their cognition.

His figure turned into a series of afterimages at the edge of the battlefield, and with each flash, there were explosions and fallen natives.

The hunting net they carefully constructed kept showing huge flaws in front of the "ghost" Jieming who broke in unexpectedly.

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In the Limestone Valley, the atmosphere of despair was like an icy snake, entangling the besieged apprentices of Norn Academy.

The rain of arrows from the natives and the attacks from the knights left them breathless. The energy of their magical weapons was exhausted amid sharp wails, and the potion bottles were crushed one by one, but this was unable to prevent the dual exhaustion of their mental strength and willpower.

Augusta and Horn, the two geniuses who were originally expected to have high hopes, were now entangled by the targeted tactics and numerical advantages of the natives and were in trouble themselves.

They are like two giant trees in a storm. Although they are tough, they are also constantly suffering from erosion.

However, just as the apprentices' defenses were about to collapse completely, an unusually dazzling light pierced through the haze that enveloped the valley.

"Look! Over there!"

It was not known who shouted first, but many apprentices subconsciously looked up and soon "saw" a certain direction outside the valley through the simple images shared by some detection magic weapons.

The scene that came into their eyes made them instantly forget the pain in their bodies and the fear of death.

It was a god-like figure, moving freely on the flanks and rear of the indigenous coalition forces.

There is no fixed movement trajectory, it moves left, right, forward, and backward, so fast that it is difficult to catch.

Every time he paused, a devastating torrent of elements poured out.

Fireballs filled the sky and fell like meteor showers, turning the indigenous formations into scorched earth. The terrifying density and continuity of the attacks were beyond their understanding of the wizard's power.

"What...what is that?!"

"Such a strong elemental fluctuation! He's alone?!"

The apprentices were shocked.

They had never seen anyone who could release high-level witchcraft so continuously, as if his mental power was unlimited.

The indigenous people's numerical advantage seemed so pale and powerless in the face of this force.

The indigenous troops outside the valley were thrown into chaos, and the rain of arrows that was originally concentrated on attacking the valley became sparse due to the huge casualties on the flanks.

That's hope!

In the desperate situation, they saw a glimmer of hope!

“Someone is helping us!”

"Is this support sent by the academy?"

"The support team can't be just one person!"

"Whoever it is! While he's drawing the fire from those natives, strike back!"

The besieged apprentices were cheered up. Taking advantage of the brief confusion and troop adjustments of the natives, they struggled to hold up their shaky defense line and barely organized a counterattack.

(End of this chapter)