Chapter 319: The Power of Level-7 Wizards
On the ground battlefield, Jie Ming was tacitly encircled at the center by about ten thousand wizards, forming a mobile core of destruction.
He fully activated the Great Radiance Formation, unleashing optimized targeted witchcrafts onto the densest enemy concentrations; each flash cleared vast swathes of foes.
The surrounding wizards acted as loyal guards and sharp spear tipsâwielding massive enchanted weapons glowing with magic, or piloting colossal constructsâfiercely charging to forcibly breach and shred approaching enemy lines.
In gaps between high-intensity fire output, Jie Ming couldnât help dividing attention to observe the wizard legionâs group melee charge.
After all, wizards typically output remotely; such group charges were rare.
In lower airspace, those usually reclusive level-6 and level-5 wizards faced Giant Spirit Realm high-tier mechanical constructs or Mind Realm mental aggregates vastly outnumbering themâfearlessly rolling up sleeves!
They transformed into energy giants punching and kicking; controlled massive witch artifacts in close combat; some even unfurled fleshy wings, tearing enemies apart with scaled claws!
On the main lower battlefield, the situation was utterly one-sided.
The Giant Spirit Realm legionsâproud of fusing multiple biological advantages and excelling in close-quartersâcrumbled like paper before the seemingly âfrailâ wizards!
The physical strength, speed, defense, and bizarre melee techniques wizards displayed completely overturned Giant Spirit Realm nativesâ perceptions.
In high-tier battles, wizard-transformed giant beasts swatted Giant Spirit Realm war beasts into scattering parts with one claw.
In low-tier fights, power-armored wizard warriors punched through enemy mechanical unitsâ thick armor with ease.
Mind Realm units specializing in mental shocks fared worse: their probing mental forces instantly detected and locked by perceptive wizards, then crushed by more violent, purer counter-mental force.
This left Mind Realm armies lightly mentally wounded and listless, or heavily with cores exploding into nothingness.
The only issue: clearing efficiency was indeed slower than previous sky-filling witchcraft barrages.
Pure physical means required fist-by-fist, shot-by-shot elimination.
Even occasional mega-mech energy cannons or beast-form beam breaths couldnât match prior witchcraft seas in range and frequency.
Thus, wizards like Jie Ming maintaining efficient area strikes bore exceptionally heavy burdens.
Jie Ming focused fully, pushing Great Radiance Formation output to limits.
Rune seal artifacts in the array flickered at unprecedented rates; overloaded units occasionally burned out and shattered in blinding light.
He cared not: his internal spaceâs automated factories ran at full speedâdamaged rune seals instantly recycled, new units rapidly fabricated and slotted in.
To further boost efficiency, he even deployed his natal treasure, the Five Aggregates Rainbow Mirror.
Leveraging its powerful computation to coordinate array rune seal firing sequences, elevating his output another tier.
Yet came terrifying energy drain.
Behind, the three core metal disksâ stored energy plummeted visibly.
Jie Ming divided focus like peak machinery: upon depletion, instantly retrieving a disk into internal space, connecting to the level-4 large elemental pool for emergency recharge while swapping in a full reserve disk.
He clearly felt his output hitting a bottleneck.
Not total energy insufficiencyâhis level-4 large elemental pool linked to the elemental plane held oceanic reserves.
The issue: output rate!
This pool meant for super-large war constructs nearly couldnât keep up with Great Radiance Formationâs overload consumption!
âAs expected, super-large wars ultimately boil down to basic resource reserves and energy outputâŠâ Jie Ming gained insight.
No matter how exquisite the witchcraft, it was efficient energy application; at certain scales, foundations set ceilings.
Especially in inter-civilization wars without high-tier intervention, it became attrition of quality.
High above, Dixonâs battle with Korg and Sylas had entered white-hot intensity.
Dixonâs dark-gold body ghosted through Korgâs metal torrents and Sylasâs reality-warping mental labyrinths with ease.
His attacks contrasted witchcraft: simple, direct, violent!
Fists deformed Korgâs high-strength alloy giant arms.
Palm winds rippled Sylasâs condensed mental entities, dimming their glow.
Korg had three resource-intensive spare war armors exploded in succession; Sylasâs mental core cracked throughout.
The two world lords, long beaten out of fighting spirit, thought only of escape!
Finally, seizing Dixon shattering another of Korgâs armorsâold force spent, new unbornâthey burned origins desperately, erupting unprecedented power!
Korg detonated surrounding metal shards into a destruction storm; Sylas unleashed soul-freezing mental shrieks, temporarily repelling Dixon and Oborosâwho had just hammered the two golden apes underground.
The four (beasts) rapidly converged.
Seeing the gold-fur-shedding, bruised, wilted golden apes, Korgâs mental wave urgent: âGo! Activate emergency disengagement!â
The apes, long terrified but unable to break free, now seized the chanceâactivating civilization life-saving devices: hyperspace teleport runes etched in bones.
Yet expected spatial fluctuations never came.
The four stared at glowing but ineffective runes; awkward, fatal silence enveloped them.
âWhy⊠why failed?!â One ape fearfully pounded its chest; runes remained dim.
Korg and Sylas instantly understood; bone-chilling cold froze their cores.
They whipped heads forward.
Dixon and Oboros approached step by step, fists clenched, faces baring unmasked predatory grinsâlike beasts eyeing prey.
âNoââ!â
Desperate resistance lasted briefly.
Before two level-7 wizardsâ absolute power, origin-burning Korg and Sylas were ultimately severed from life by Dixonâs two hand-chops.
Massive bodies plummeted like string-cut puppets.
Oboros captured the core-self-destruct-attempting golden apes alive.
Binding them into dumplings with pitch-black chains, carrying them.
He looked to Dixon: âGood luck. These live samples should yield their civilizationâs coordinates. A level-8 physical powerhouse civilization⊠perfect for new cannon fodder conversion.â
Dixon stored the two world lordsâ corpses in space, nodding enviously.
His gaze then fell to the still-chaotic but defeat-evident battlefield below.
âTime to end it.â
He said calmly, voice clearly reaching every wizardâs magic network terminal.
The battling wizard legion retreated like tidesâuniformly precise.
The Giant Spirit Realm and Mind Realm coalition had long seen the high-sky outcome.
Losing world lordsâ command and support, despair spread like plague.
They spared no effort pursuing retreating wizards; the massive legions instantly disintegrated into total rout.
Dixon calmly regarded the endless fleeing enemies and vast Giant Spirit Realm lands behind.
He slowly raised his right hand, then⊠gently pressed down.
No earth-shattering explosion, no dazzling brilliance.
But as his palm fell, Jie Ming suddenly felt lightenedâas if heavy shackles vanished!
He instinctively looked upâŠ
The sight etched eternally in memory.
Ahead, the endless Giant Spirit Realm land⊠vanished!
Not collapsed, not sunkâbut erased from the worldâs canvas by an immense eraser!
Where mountains, plains, cities, routed troops should be: only absolute, profound void.
Directly visible through the massive âgapâ: the chaotic void beyondâbizarre lights, surging energies!
Jie Mingâs mind blanked a moment before realizing the âlighteningâ sourceâthis plane, surface area exceeding Jupiterâs, had half its mass and entity forcibly erased by Dixonâs casual strike!
Sudden mass loss caused instant gravitational shift!
Silence.
Deathly silence cloaked the remaining battlefield.
Whether coalition remnants luckily on the other side or poised wizardsâall shocked speechless by this comprehension-defying might.
Jie Ming stared at the heaven-spanning void and the god-like indifferent figure within, one thought left:
âThis is⊠level-7 wizard power? Leveraging knowledge to move lawsâone thought reshaping planes, erasing worlds?â
Warâs outcome, under this palm, held no suspense.