Age of Adepts

Wizarding World, Flame Throne.

The battle in front of the witch tower is coming to an end.

During seven days and seven nights of continuous fighting, nearly 200 pieces of magic sent by the Fire Throne Witch Tower were damaged almost entirely in the lava lobby. The Alliance side also took the lives of 26 wizards and lost more than 24,000 Allied fighters to the war.

Of course, it is undoubtedly the former that is more distressing to the Alliance's top.

After all, the mortal army lost more, returned to the territory to erect the flag of recruitment, soon to be full again. If the Territory's young workforce is not strong enough, it will give the colonists a livelihood. Anyway, the colonists are like leeks in the field, cut it off, and it will grow better on its own after a while, so the wizards never worry about the shortcomings of the mortal army.

But the damage of these 26 wizards has left all alliance executives in deep pain.

If these twenty-six wizards were to come together, it would even be enough to remove a family of wizards from the list.

It is also possible to imagine how devastating and heartbreaking the bloody battle that has taken place in the lava lobby over the past seven days!

Especially among the twenty-six wizards, there is also a second-degree wizard from Leighton College, which is almost a violent outburst of anger for Leighton College Dean Jill, the second-degree wizard.

In total, Leighton College was staffed by three second-degree wizards, one of whom stayed at headquarters, and Dean Gill, with the other, joined the 'Anti-Deep Red Family Alliance’, followed the big army to this place where they hated each other.

In the previous rounds of attacks, the situation on the battlefield was fairly intact and largely in the hands of the Alliance. Unfortunately, as the elite depletion of the aristocratic private army depleted, the servants' strength weakened, and the nightmare of the near-collapse of the spirit emerged.

In order for the mortal army on the front line not to collapse altogether, the Alliance Wizards also had to appear at the front of the battlefield and use their own sharp and powerful attack witchcraft to destroy one nasty piece of metal.

And the wizards of the Deep Red family took advantage of their proximity to the witch tower to attack the magic, quickly attacking from inside the witch tower, forming a local advantage with more and fewer numbers. As a result, those unlucky Alliance wizards have even broken into the hands of the Deep Red family.

The same goes for the fallen level 2 wizard.

As he crossed the tall tower and stretched his magical defense line, the Deep Red family, 7th and 2nd, squatting in the tower, attacked together. The blockage of the road, the blockage of the blockade, the close-knit entanglement of the close-knit battle... Under a brutal slaughter, the second-degree wizard from Leighton College died in Mary's hands before his companions arrived to rescue him.

And that third-degree vampire, Haynes? Vic, who had tried to sneak up on Mary, was also repelled by the terror of the Witch Tower. To that end, Heynes had not appeared on the battlefield for two days.

However, even if the Deep Red family created more battlefield miracles, it would not be able to recover the fate of the forthcoming fall of the Witch Tower.

With the massive loss of Witch Tower energy, the brilliant Cloud Xia layer that originally haunted the tower has disappeared, indicating that the Witch Tower can no longer support all-area force field protection. The Witchcraft Defense System of the Witchtower can only be temporarily suspended, leaving the remaining energy to attack the Witchcraft to deter the clumsy Alliance Wizards.

During these days, the Deep Red family was able to create a 0VS26 battlefield miracle that relied on the constant witchcraft of the Witch Tower to enhance and deter powerful witch towers from attacking the Witch Front. Those high-ranking wizards sitting in the town behind the battlefield never set foot within 100 meters of the witch tower. Why? To not be a pitiful sacrifice under the witch tower attack system!

The Deep Red family's energy reserves are still too low, otherwise the Alliance Wizards will be twice as afraid to attack an infinitely powered tower of wizards. Unless the entire Alliance wizard holds the courage to die with the tower into a rope, no wizard would be foolish enough to test the attack power of the other tower with his own life.

After all, under the auspices of a second-degree wizard, the tower's array of attacks can pose a certain threat to the life of a third-degree wizard.

But now, as the power reserves of the tower dwindle and the threat to high-ranking wizards dwindle, so does the activity of high-ranking wizards on the Alliance.

And after these days of constant attacks, the surface of this witch tower, which used to deter thousands of monsters, began to show some damage.

As for the lava lobby, which is the main battlefield, it has become an impressive meat furnace. As soon as you step into it, you will be pained by the bloody smell of your nose, and even more frightening is that thick pile of palpitations.

Almost starting from the entrance to the lava lobby, you can see a stack of horrible bodies on one level at a time, rising and thick all the way to the center of the battlefield. Bloody corpses of mutilated limbs, all sorts of strange and tragic forms of death, are just as tragic as they should be.

Because the war lasted too long, the bodies of Allied soldiers who had died in previous wars had no chance at all of being transported to the rear and had to be transported in carts temporarily stacked together at the corner of the lava lobby. Later, the fighting intensified and even cleared the gap between the bodies. The Alliance's attacking forces could only step on the high and low flesh jungle to fight and defend the magic around the witch tower in a piece of blood and mud.

The bodies of more than 20,000 Alliance soldiers were laid in this lava lobby, then trampled and smashed by the latter's big feet, and the individuals who made up the pile of bodies had long become completely invisible and difficult to identify what they were. Only the filthy, rotten black blood flows out of the pile, leaving a nearly dry black stream on the slab of the hot lava lobby.

A great deal of rotten black blood is evaporated at high temperatures, dispersed into a vaporized mist of blood and floated in the lava lobby of doomsday purgatory. Strong humans are at risk of infection for more than a minute in such a cloudy and harmful environment, and those who are slightly weaker may be killed directly.

However, the remaining Alliance soldiers fought and killed in such a harsh environment, attacking the gates of the Witch Tower and the dark red base of the Witch Tower with a cone of siege, a car crash, and a sword axe hammer in their hands. A group of fighters fell and a new group of fighters supplemented them.

Their strength grew weaker and their courage had long been exhausted, but under the persecution of wizards and nobles, they still had to muster courage, roaring towards that tall, standing, almost unshakeable tower of majesty.

Whenever they gather enough around the tower, the tower vibrates slightly, and then hundreds of magic lines that are normally hidden in the tower are lit, directing a great deal of magic energy to gather at the top of the tower, where it condenses to form some powerful, massive sorcery, and then blows up all the enemies into pieces, screaming wolves.

With mortal power, without the protection of witchcraft power, it is simply impossible to resist this level of witchcraft attacks.

A lot of flesh was incinerated, a lot of equipment was destroyed, a lot of souls disappeared in this heaven and earth screaming... some resentful powerful individuals died in their own bodies, the created soul idols did not disappear for the time being, and they wandered over the battlefield as depressed as before.

They still retain their lifetime appearance, but their shapes emit blinding luminescence, which is a little blurry and illusory. They either stand still, cry on their knees, or wander aimlessly...

Whenever a living spirit passes around them, they stare into the hollow, godless eyes, reach out with near-transparent hands and cry for help. And once their wishes are not fulfilled, they instantly become abnormal, transformed into an ugly and vicious grudge in the shortest possible time, crazily pounding on Allied warriors.

Don't look at them as mere idols, but they can also cause some spiritual damage to living people with flesh and blood.

Consequently, in some battlefields where spirits gather, Allied warriors' attacks are greatly disrupted.

The strength of the human soul was not enough to transform itself into a spirit in such a short period of time. But today's battlefield, where too much magic energy has escaped and too many lives have fallen to die, creates such a strange place of grievance by chance.

As a last resort, the Allied wizards had to send up a number of wizard apprentices to destroy a group of resentments whose souls were dying and who were reluctant to die.

And behind the coalition, many wizards are still watching this bloody and brutal war!

The massive death of Allied soldiers is only a boring number for them, although it would be hundreds of times better to pay a large amount of gold pensions afterwards than to have them pick up witch tower attacks. Even some coalition wizards who desperately needed a large number of souls to carry out witchcraft experiments sneaked into the battlefield, collecting some of the soldiers' souls with special witchcraft.

Coalition senior personnel have also chosen to turn a blind eye to such acts.

After all, they've all done it before, but it's not that big and it's not that noticeable. Besides, even if they do not collect, these souls will dissipate white in heaven and earth and return to their mother river.

Instead, let them contribute a little more to their masters before they are completely extinct!

“How much energy is left in the tower?” Yurga, the leading 3rd level wizard, asked coldly.

A Tier 1 wizard beside him quickly pulled out a strange wizard and pointed it at the tower, quickly measuring a more accurate number.

“And 1275 punars, my lord! ”

Punal is a basic unit of magical energy that the wizards have assigned to magic energy, and Punal is equivalent to the basic magic energy of a first-order witchcraft fireball. 1275 Punal, that number still sounds huge, but if you put it on a witch tower, it looks a little overstretched.

“Very good... very good...” Jurgason chuckled a few times and shouted, “After waiting so long, I finally waited for this moment. Next, I announce that all the wizards are committed to the battle, striving to drain each other's final magic energy in two hours and attack the witch tower...”

“The first wizard to attack the tower can prioritize a spoils of war. The family or power of this wizard can also increase their share of loot by 3%...”

“Now I announce that this witch tower war has officially begun...”