Chapter 56: Full Fire

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Twelve fireballs whizzed down from the sky, dragging long tails of flames as they smashed into the dense formation of indigenous people below.

In just a moment, Benjamin's mind had turned to the next set of talismans and magical tools.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Twelve more fireballs!

In another moment, the third set of talismans and magical tools were activated.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Twelve more fireballs!

With Jemin's current powerful mental strength and terrifying computing power, while maintaining the surrounding protection and flight, he can activate three fireball-type talisman magic weapons at the same time, and each talisman magic weapon can release four fireballs per round of activation under extreme conditions.

He divided the remaining nine offensive talismanic magical weapons into three groups and activated them in turn.

This means that, in theory, Jemin can carry out non-stop bombardment downwards at a terrifying speed of thirty-six fireballs per second!

This switching, which is precise to the millisecond, is a huge test of Benjamin's mental strength and computing power.

But with his mental strength far exceeding that of other apprentices, he managed to maintain this hellish rhythm of witchcraft output.

This is a kind of firepower that ordinary wizard apprentices cannot even imagine. It is a continuous, never-ending, and almost infinite torrent of witchcraft output!

Below, the Aboriginal coalition forces had just launched their general offensive with great momentum, and were about to completely crush the apprentices' last line of defense.

However, what they encountered was not the weak resistance of the apprentices, but death from the sky.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Terrifying explosions rang out one after another, and the earth trembled under the bombardment of countless fireballs.

Flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the entire valley in a blood-red glow. The intense heat instantly vaporized the soil and vegetation on the surface, leaving behind deep, charred pits.

The dense formation that the indigenous coalition was proud of collapsed instantly under this indiscriminate firepower coverage.

Their metal armor twisted and melted under the bombardment of fireballs, and their flesh turned to ashes under the terrifying high temperature.

The rain of arrows stopped, the knights' charge was interrupted, and the shaman's chanting was interrupted.

Fear spread rapidly among the indigenous people like a virus.

Before, when facing the apprentices' witchcraft, they could still rely on numbers and coordination to consume them, but now, this seemingly endless destruction from the sky made them completely lose the courage to resist.

"No! What the hell is this?!"

"Run! It's a natural disaster!"

Fear, despair, utter ecstasy, hysteria...

Large groups of indigenous people fell, and the defense line collapsed like a sand castle.

The commander's roar was drowned out by the roar of the explosion, and any attempt to organize a counterattack was shattered by the next wave of fireball rain.

The talismanic magic weapon also began to bear tremendous pressure under high-intensity use.

The shell of the fireball rune magic weapon behind Jemin quickly turned red, emitting terrifying heat, and the runes on the surface even showed signs of distortion.

The high-intensity energy output puts the talismanic magic weapon at risk of overload at any time.

But Benjamin's rapid switching gave them a short cooling period, allowing the cycle to be barely maintained.

At the same time, the elemental energy in the high altitude was quickly drained.

The air above Jemin's head was visibly distorted, forming a vacuum-like area of ​​thin elements, and the power of the released witchcraft began to decline.

Benjamin immediately activated the moving talisman and quickly moved the array of magical weapons around him, adjusting his position, looking for a new area with abundant elements, and continued to pour down firepower.

He kept changing his position in the sky, like a god of death walking in the sky, and his every step was accompanied by the wailing and death of the indigenous people below.

The indigenous coalition had never encountered such high-density and continuous firepower output.

Some of them might have seen high-level wizards easily wiping out armies and destroying kingdoms, but such power was too far away from them, even like a nightmare, without any sense of reality.

But the attack released by Jemin was different. His power was not as strong as that of a high-level wizard, but it could make the natives feel the horror of power.

Their tactics, their courage, their numbers, all became meaningless in the face of this incessant bombardment.

It’s not that no one has tried to fight back, but as long as there are too many people gathered, they will be regarded as targets.

Even if those strong men released sporadic attacks, most of them were easily avoided by Benjamin, and the rest were blocked by the four layers of defense around his body.

What's more, apart from the attacks from overhead, the wizard apprentices trapped in the valley were not dead.

Unable to organize an effective counterattack, and being attacked from both the sky and the ground...

Thus, the rout began.

The indigenous soldiers threw down their weapons, let out shrill cries, and fled in all directions.

The officers and shamans who tried to maintain order were quickly engulfed by the merciless fireballs.

The entire valley was completely transformed into a fiery inferno and a cemetery for the indigenous people.

Jemin looked down indifferently from the air, his witchcraft torrent did not stop at all, and continued until there were no more living, moving indigenous figures below.

With his own strength, relying on the extraordinary power brought by the talismans and magic weapons, he defeated the entire indigenous coalition!

The trapped apprentices did not pursue the enemy excessively. After confirming their own safety, they stared blankly at the figure above their heads and the scorched earth battlefield below, unable to speak for a long time.

The despair in their hearts was completely cleared, replaced by shock and awe that surged like a tide.

In fact, if thousands of wizard apprentices have unified command, they can also unleash destructive power that even exceeds that of Jemin.

But unfortunately, these wizard apprentices are too "smart" and will not simply obey the command of others.

Without unified coordination, they may be much more destructive than Jemin in a single round of burst, but they cannot attack continuously, and there will be serious firepower overflow in some areas.

Feeling that the no-fly zone below had dissipated, Benjamin slowly descended.

As soon as I landed, I could clearly feel the gazes coming from all directions.

"What are you looking at me for?!"

Benjamin looked at the group of wizard apprentices around him who were only staring at him and let the enemy escape, with a look of grief on his face.

"They've all run away, why don't you chase them quickly!"

"Ah? Oh oh!"

Although theoretically there was no hierarchical relationship among them, all the wizard apprentices who heard Benjamin's words subconsciously shrank their necks and hurriedly chased after the fleeing indigenous army.

However, among these apprentices, there were two groups with different expressions, and the two people surrounded by them were the two most famous geniuses before this session: Augusta and Horn.

"Um?"

Benjamin also noticed the two strange gazes and subconsciously looked in their direction.

(End of this chapter)