Chapter 55 Transformation

Inside the command post of the Aboriginal coalition, the atmosphere shifted from excitement to solemnity and anger.

"The flank is lost! Heavy losses!"

"Damn it! Who is that guy?!"

"Can't lock onto his location!"

The Knight Commander looked at the charred area on the map that was "plowed" by the figure, his face ashen.

Their proud ambush plan was completely disrupted by an unexpected change.

The wizard's existence was like a sharp thorn that pierced their net.

"Mobilize the troops! Encircle and suppress him at all costs!" he ordered sternly.

A large number of Aboriginal troops began to split from the formation surrounding the valley and surrounded the area where Jemin was.

They planned to use their numerical advantage and a tighter encirclement to force the wizard to reveal his flaws.

Elite teams equipped with special magic items and totems were sent in various directions to try to predict and intercept Jiemin's route of action.

And Benjamin, who was at the center of the battlefield, naturally felt the change in pressure clearly.

"Hmm? More people are coming." Jeming looked at the indigenous troops coming from all directions.

Unfortunately, simply increasing the number is of no use to Jemin. He is well versed in the essence of guerrilla warfare, and uses multiple mobile talismans and magical tools in a circular manner, never allowing himself to stay in any one place for too long.

However, just as Jemin was enjoying this one-sided "hunt" and gradually disintegrating the outer defense line of the Aboriginal coalition forces, problems arose inside the valley.

The defenses of the besieged apprentices finally collapsed.

Even though Jermyn drew most of the firepower, the Aboriginal forces besieging the apprentices from within were still numerous and well-trained.

Even after realizing the threat from Jemin, the natives no longer cared about the losses and launched a crazy attack.

The shamans worked together, and curses and weakening spells covered Horn's rock fortress. The knights braved the bombardment of witchcraft and charged forward one after another. Their axes and hammers repeatedly hit Horn's condensed rock defense, making a deafening roar.

The team fighting against Augusta became even more crazy, willing to sacrifice their lives in exchange for injuries, in order to delay her strongest burst.

Snap!

On the light curtain, a huge crack appeared in the rock fortress that Horn was trying so hard to maintain.

Buzz!

The lightning armor around Augusta was also flickering, obviously under tremendous pressure.

The Aboriginal commander seized the opportunity, a bloodthirsty gleam in his eyes.

"General attack! All-out attack! Don't worry about that guy outside! Give priority to getting rid of these wizards inside!" The Knight Commander roared to the sky.

The main force of the Aboriginal coalition, which had been accumulating for a long time, launched a general attack on the apprentices' last line of defense with murderous intent, like a tiger out of the cage.

After clearing out the last batch of enemies, Jemin stopped and fixed his eyes on the valley shrouded in despair.

He had been wandering on the edge of the front line and could clearly feel the changes in the battle situation. It was obvious that there was a problem in the valley, which made these natives fight so recklessly.

The other party retreated voluntarily, and it seemed that the goal had been achieved, but Benjamin was very dissatisfied:

"Fuck you, hit me if you want, leave if you want, you treat me like a public toilet, right?!"

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he changed direction and activated the mobile talisman magic weapon. He no longer circled around the periphery of the valley, but flew towards the entrance of the valley like a cannonball.

Seeing from afar the valley where violent elemental fluctuations were constantly erupting, Jeming activated the mobile talisman magic weapon on his waist to the extreme.

The talisman was spinning at high speed, and the violent energy instantly enveloped him.

His figure drew an almost right-angled trajectory and rushed straight towards the sky above the battlefield at an alarming speed!

Before taking off, Jemin activated alchemy.

The ground beneath his feet was pulled by an invisible force, and several huge rocks broke out of the ground, carrying Benjamin and floating around him.

Benjamin rushed to a height of more than a thousand meters in one breath with several huge rocks. This height was far beyond the limit of apprentice-level flying skills. If it were not for the blessing of light body skills, he would not be able to do this.

At this altitude, a mobile sigil wizard operating at full power would overheat in less than a minute.

However, Jemin made a lot of preparations for this trial, and produced ten spare ones of both mobile and attack types.

These talismanic magical instruments were used in a cycle at maximum power. Once the previous one overheated, it would shut down and cool down, and the next one would start up immediately to ensure that Benjamin could maintain stability at this altitude that exceeded the imagination of all the apprentices.

He chose this altitude in order to circumvent the various no-fly zones or space restrictions imposed by the indigenous ground forces, and also to reduce the attacks he would receive.

The apprentices in the valley watched helplessly as the figure who had just been killing everyone on the periphery suddenly rushed into the sky like a madman.

"What is he doing?!"

"Is he crazy? He can't even control his flying technique at such a high altitude. Is he looking for death?!"

"Is he going to run away?"

Shock and confusion spread among the apprentices.

However, Benjamin's goal at this moment was not to escape or to die.

On the contrary, he planned to confront these indigenous people head-on.

This distance indeed exceeds the precise control limit of apprentice-level witchcraft. If it is an offensive witchcraft that needs to lock onto a target, it is difficult to maintain accuracy at this distance.

But Benjamin doesn't need accuracy.

He had already arrived above the entire valley, almost above the heads of the entire indigenous coalition.

In this way... he only needs to pour firepower downwards.

Since he was planning to do something big, Benjamin no longer had any reservations.

He took off the remaining pendants from his belt and took out all the offensive talismanic magic weapons from them.

One of the magic weapons was lost during testing in the plane, and the remaining nine magic weapons were suspended behind him under the effect of alchemy.

As the talisman above was activated, a steady stream of elemental power was absorbed by the talisman magic tools. The nine talisman magic tools were like a fiery red ring suspended behind Jemin, emitting astonishing energy fluctuations.

The defensive magic weapon on his body was also activated at the same time, and three layers of energy shields of different colors surrounded his body.

The tough ochre, the flowing cyan, and the violent red are like three solid barriers.

The rocks that had been brought high into the air by alchemy also changed in form, becoming four giant rock shields that surrounded Jemin from top to bottom and from left to right, acting as additional shields to block possible enemy attacks from below or from the sides.

Everything is ready.

Jieming's mind instantly entered a state of high concentration, and a huge amount of mental power poured into the array of talismans and magical weapons behind him like a tide.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The talismanic magic tools behind him emitted high-frequency vibrations almost at the same time, and then a terrifying torrent of witchcraft poured down on the indigenous coalition forces like a rainstorm!

(End of this chapter)