The Great Worm Lich 605 Counterattack

As for the earth dragon with thick lower limbs and body that was covered with thick scales, they swayingly leaped up the wall being mounted by the native warriors and then leaped out angrily, like a huge boulder being thrown by a sling, straight into the assault formation of the unihorn beast.

In the midst of the fluttering dust, they were not bothered by their predicament of being attacked from all directions. Wielding their long spears, they stabbed at the imperial guards in exchange of their own wounds and caused fresh blood to bloom in the high hill.

In addition to these two most common Wizard Li 'war partners', more ferocious and terrifying beasts like the fire-spurting red-colored lizards, winged raptor that had an eagle head and dragon body, huge bear beast that could walk on two feet and more carried more barbarian natives who had transformed into shell-wearing humanoid fierce beast began to launch a counterattack against the imperial army who took the initiative to provoke them.

These barbarians did not have an energy boost that was brought by vindictive qi but the biochemical armor and the chief warriors' spell aids allowed their combat power to be in no way inferior than the most elite Yassen imperial guard. Adding on with the fact that the weapons and mounts of both parties were quite similar, it resulted in a tight match and an exceptionally bloody scene.

To a commander who killed in exchange for honor, wealth, and status, an actual confrontation was far more convincing than any rumored praise. Looking at the enemy, who could actually turn the situation around from defense to offense and was unable to compose a formation, actually and fearlessly used the simplest swift and violent scattered army assault to restrain the assault the soldiers from his command, Dubbine's expression finally turned dignified.

"Is this the fierceness of the god's warriors?" The young imperial guard commander muttered, "The exaggerated rumors spread by those fugitives are actually true…"

"General, from the perspective of an overall strategy, using the unihorn as the vanguard for the mainland coalition forces to demonstrate our own strength and to test the strength of the barbarian army is acceptable but it would be a serious felony if the entire army is wiped out." In this critical moment, Kuchila no longer cared about the competition of will between him and Dubbine as he reminded in a deliberate mild tone.

"Don't worry, Sir Kuchila. I'll find the right time to order the withdrawal of the troops." The imperial guard commander no longer cared about his own prestige anymore and replied in a low voice before shouting loudly, "Legion sorcerers, attack freely from a high ground. Grand Sorcerer Tunin, please prepare to launch the forbidden spell."

The instant the commander gave his order, the thousands of sorcerers wearing colorful long robes embroidered with different numbers of silver stars on their chests who were protected by the circle formation formed by tens of thousands of shield soldiers outside of the unihorn imperial guards' phalanx began to make their moves. 

Some of them directly cast wind spells, while some of them relied on a magical pet or magical items to rise steeply from the ground. With a hand holding onto a staff, they muttered an incantation and began to prepare for the battle.

Sensing the fluctuation of supernatural powers from afar, the thousands of Wizard Li dragon hawk warriors gave up on hunting for the ground-based imperial guards and commanded their partners to spread their wings and with a sharp cry, they charged towards the flying mainland sorcerers.

In the face of this kind of attack from the flying warriors that appeared to be more fierce than the most powerful lion vulture knights of the air legion in the Green Leaf Mainland, many sorcerers with insufficient war experience began to mess up their spells. The formation flowing with various elements of power that was vaguely condensing in front of their chests dimmed in color and finally vanished without a trace.

There was also a minority of sorcerers who actually muttered their incantation wrongly, and causing the supernatural power that they summoned to abruptly explode in agitation, shattering themselves miserably into ashes before they could even hurt their enemy.

"A sorcerer dying on the battlefield because of the counter-devouring of their own power? This is the most absurd and ridiculous thing I have ever seen." As the group of unihorn sorcerers gradually got caught in a mess, an icy cold voice suddenly resonated, clearly entering everybody's ears despite the low volume. "The spellcasters are the noblest professions in the Gaia World while the sorcerers symbolized the most radiant crown among all spellcasters. Looks like the legion general must have gone crazy, to think that he'd actually add such garbage to the imperial guard legion."

Along with the harsh sarcasm was a tall and thin old man with thin lips and tall aquiline nose wearing a flaming red robe with two golden stars embroidered on his chest who gave off a kind of harsh feeling which slowly rose up to the sky.

Under his feet was a formation made by flame that was rapidly spreading outwards along with his body that was continuously increasing in height, turning the sky into a sea of fire.

At this moment, the hundreds of native dragon hawk warriors who made their assault first were already approaching the unihorn sorcerers, even the grotesque big horn musket was already lifted.

"How ludicrous! Even the despicable barbarian can actually use alchemy items? No matter what, death will be your only destination for becoming my enemy!" At that instant when the native warriors pulled the trigger, the red-robed old man held his staff that was taller than a human's height in his hand and snarled loudly. At once, the endless flame under his feet that originally looked like a phantom image began to become vivid.

The sea of fire rolled and tumbled towards the barbarian barrage, turning the fast-moving bullets into green smoke before sweeping the Wizard Li warriors in the sky not far away.

Before the magical flame could reach them, the dragon hawk's stretched wings were already started to burn. Instinctively, they howled loudly in a strange manner and began to retreat. At once, even the barbarian warriors on their backs could no longer keep them in check.

When the red-robed old man saw that the assault of the barbarian air troop had been contained, a relaxed smile finally appeared on his expressionless face. It was apparent that his bearing of having everything in his control just now was mostly an act to calm the soldiers' state of mind.

At the same time when the old man smiled, a short fat old man wearing a blue long robe embroidered with a golden star who had been hiding in the defensive shield soldiers on the ground watching the battle situation muttered soundlessly under his breath. Without warning, the surrounding air actually became as dense as seawater and his magical pet that looked like a white shark consolidated from nothingness behind him.

That short and fat creature leaped upon the white shark's back with great difficulty and let his magical pet to swim swayingly upwards in the sky, all the way up to the tall and thin old man, as he shouted out loud, "Grand Sorcerer Tunin has already defeated the assault of the barbarian air troop so what are you guys still waiting for? Seize this opportunity to kill these barbarians and wealth, title, and master magic skills will all be at your fingertips…"

After witnessing the incredible extraordinary power of the arch-sorcerer of the fire series, and being verbally instigated by the arch-sorcerer of the water series who contained soul calming power, the weakest spellcaster in the unihorn imperial guard sorcerer legion also summoned his battle courage. Very soon, rings of supernatural sorcery began to appear in the sky.

At this time, the difference between the native chief warriors who had received the ability to cast spells from Zhang Lisheng's implantation of spiritual monster's Gold Core fragment and the mainland sorcerers who received systematic training began to be revealed clearly.

The research of Wizard Li chiefs instinctively inclined towards boosting in war while the mainland sorcerers had gathered vast wisdom of countless mages in tens of thousands of years to form a system that mainly emphasized on the lethality of the spell, the spellcasting distance and the mastery of time.

In a simple long-range spellcasting comparison, the unihorn sorcerer legion could easily overpower the barbarian chief warriors who self-explored their spellcasting methods based on their deep understanding of the elemental transformation and knowledge of the spells.

Suspended in the air while watching the strange hawk-headed dragons fell from the sky one by one, the blue-robed short and fat old man sighed in relief. However, he still told Tunin with a seemingly worried expression, "I can't believe that the army of the Hellfire barbarian tribe is actually much more powerful than that who is recorded in the history book. And they even have a new god as their backing, sigh…"

"Even though the enemy is strong, what is more worrying is our own weakness." Upon hearing the meaning implied in his old friend's unfinished sentence, the red-robed tall and thin old man did not offer any consolation but nodded his head and echoed in a low voice, "Even though Yassen has won the century-long battle, the loss of military power has also reached an alarming degree. Look at the standards of sorcerers that they assigned to us! To think that they can actually fail their spellcasting and died being reversed-devoured by the assault of the barbarian air troops! A qualified caster on the battlefield doesn't need only power, but also a supernatural will! Even though His Highness Hoffe is remarkable and eminent…"

"Alright, my dear respected Grand Sorcerer, now is not the time to complain. Commander Dubbine has even ordered a forbidden spell assault. Let us get ready now." When the blue-robed old man heard the complaint made by Tunin when he mentioned the Yassen King, he quickly interrupted his words.

Even though the sorcerers had a detached status in the mainland for being the strongest spellcaster, the Dignity King had a high reputation in Yassen and was blindly worshipped by his hundreds of millions citizens for defeating the centennial enemies of the Yassen Kingdom, which was also the Fran Kingdom that was also the most extensive powerful country of the mainland. Among the worshippers were also members of the sorcerer legions so it was not wise to make impertinent remarks.

Tunin was an arch-sorcerer who was only one step away from becoming 'legendary' so how can he possibly be rash? After being silent for a while, he sighed and said, "Krole, the king has not arrived and the entire war has not been carried out, yet so how can we possibly use the forbidden spell to attack? It's just a mere act of threat."

No longer mentioning the mistake of the Dignity King, he landed back to the ground and gently put the staff on the soil.

The staff stood erected on the ground. A plump diamond-shaped gemstone sitting on top of it absorbed the sunlight and projected a round red formation.

When Tunin saw that the formation had taken shape, he took out a grey cloth bag from the waist. After untying it, he reached out a hand to carefully take out a stack of thin flaming red leather.

The size of the unknown animal skin was puzzlingly far bigger than the cloth bag. After it was expanded, it was about 100 feet wide and long. Countless number of ever-charging magical symbols that had a rich display of light and colors were depicted on it.

Muttering incantation at the same time while lying the leather on the right side of the staff personally, Tunin said in a heavy expression, "57 grand sorcerers of the fire-series gave up on the opportunity of advancement, and worked hard for six years to draw this, but is it really worth it for this one moment of brilliance?"

"Stop thinking too much. It's their voluntary choice to exchange their pursuit of truth for mundane power and authority, isn't it?" The old man in the blue robe whispered comfort words to the grand sorcerer of the unihorn sorcerer legion. At the same time, he also took out a stack of thin animal skins that were blue in color from the waist pocket.

Spreading the blue leather on the left side of his staff, Krole took a deep breath of the dusty air in the hills and looked at Tunin again before saying, "Everything is ready now."

Chapter end