Chapter 318: How Should Wizards Allocate Points?

The triumphant sneer on Korg’s face—composed of metal and viscous fluid—froze solid.

The panic and disarray it had envisioned among the wizards never materialized.

Instead, the mental fluctuations emanating from the wizard leader named Dixon carried not fear, but… resignation?

Even a hint of irritation at being underestimated?

As doubt flooded Korg, Dixon suddenly turned as if sensing something, gazing at empty space beside him.

The space rippled like water, and a figure shrouded in shadow emerged silently: level-7 wizard Oboros.

His light-devouring gaze swept the battlefield, settling on Dixon with a voice like scraping metal: “Looks like you’ve been thoroughly belittled, Dixon.”

Dixon’s face showed a depressed expression, shrugging: “Luck’s been off today, but I didn’t expect it to sink low enough for them to think we only play with elemental tricks.”

Oboros’s appearance was a clear signal: the super-massive sealing array targeting the Triangular Plane Cluster was fully complete—no further worries.

Korg’s heart sank.

It realized its “Elemental Silence Domain” had not achieved the desired effect.

The enemy showed no chaos, treating it like a boring farce.

“Impossible! With elements inert, how could you…” Korg’s mental wave trembled with disbelief.

Yet the two golden great apes from another civilization thought no such thing.

In their minds, a magic-forbidden domain was the absolute home field for pure physical powerhouses!

Dixon’s earlier display had instinctively wary them, but now the shackles seemed on the enemy!

“Roar! Refuse surrender? Then die!” One golden ape bellowed madly, sonic waves spreading like physical shocks.

The massive beasts’ muscles bulged, golden fur bristling, terrifying momentum soaring.

They stomped the void, cracking the solidified air into web-like fractures, becoming two sky-tearing golden streaks hurtling at terrifying speed toward Dixon and Oboros!

Momentum enough to shatter continents!

Facing this barbaric charge, Dixon and Oboros didn’t even shift position.

Dixon merely sidestepped slightly, right hand probing forward and pressing casually.

Oboros was more direct: his shadow-clad fist struck first, punching plain and unadorned.

Thud!!

BOOM!!

Two utterly muffled yet battlefield-resounding explosions erupted almost simultaneously!

Under Korg and Sylas’s stunned gazes, the ferocious level-8 golden great apes screamed, flying backward faster than they came!

Their massive bodies tumbled uncontrollably in air, revealing deep fist imprints on their chests!

The hundred-meter apes arced in parabolas, crashing like meteors into the Giant Spirit Realm’s waiting main legion!

RUMBLE!!!!!

Earth quaked, mountains shook!

Smoke, metal shards, and flesh remnants soared skyward.

Impact sites instantly cleared into craters over several kilometers wide!

Residual force rolled the apes onward, plowing two massive furrows.

Countless Giant Spirit Realm war beasts and heavy warships along the path were crushed and exploded; continuous blasts plus terrifying bodies turned the area into instant hell!

“No… impossible!” Korg’s mental wave oscillated violently, nearing collapse.

In its incredulous stare, Dixon distastefully tore off his loose wizard robe, tossing it downward.

Beneath: not a frail scholar’s frame, but a perfect body forged of dark-gold metal!

Muscles flowed with explosive power; skin subtly circulated runes, exuding heart-palpitating pressure.

He cracked his neck with crisp pops, gazing arrogantly at Korg and Sylas: “Who told you wizards only manipulate elements?”

Beside him, Oboros said nothing, but his enveloping shadows twisted.

A ferocious, dark-gloss heavy full-coverage armor replaced his black robe, arming him as a steel war god.

Wizards’ power source had always been “knowledge”!

Leveraging knowledge for power—manipulating elements was merely the most common, convenient method.

Cultivating cannon fodder legions was knowledge application; developing elemental witchcrafts was; using bio-technology, elemental body-tempering, gene optimization, mechanical augmentation to forge bodies rivaling any melee race’s terrifying weapons was equally knowledge leveraging power!

For most formal wizards experienced in multiple plane wars and aware of “trump cards’” importance, formidable close-combat prowess was often their deepest hidden, most reliable life-saving means.

Below, the wizard army quickly regained composure after brief initial unrest—precisely for this reason.

Moreover, their methods far exceeded this.

Jie Ming sensed the inert external elements; controlling the Great Radiance Formation indeed felt noticeably sluggish, requiring more mental force to “push” solidified elements—but he remained calm.

His rune seal artifact system was designed for extreme environment combat.

The three metal disks embedded as core energy sources in the array center stably output surging energy, sustaining rune operations.

Across the battlefield, the Giant Spirit Realm and Mind Realm coalition suffered massive combat reduction from the “Elemental Silence Domain.”

On the wizard side, though conventional area witchcraft was heavily restricted, overall combat weakening was far less severe than imagined.

Many wizards skillfully discarded cumbersome robes.

Some revealed mutated bodies with scales or chitin armor, knotted muscles; some inflated like balloons into roaring giant beasts; some summoned streamlined heavy power armor or massive combat mechs from spatial equipment, rapidly suiting up.

Others manifested pure-energy shields and weapons on their surfaces…

Wizards like Jie Ming, maintaining witchcraft via personal reserves or special tech, were numerous.

Though such wizards were a minority proportionally in the wizard legion.

Naturally, they became core fire points on the battlefield.

Other wizards spontaneously rallied around them, forming assault formations with them at the center.

After all, for wide-area mob clearing and breakthroughs, witchcraft remained more efficient.

“No… this can’t be! What monsters are you?!” Korg’s mental wave brimmed with breakdown despair.

Sylas’s energy body fluctuated violently, retreat intent surging.

Yet Dixon and Oboros granted no further chances.

“Since you have no more tricks…” Dixon twisted his wrists, stomping—void exploding.

“…then die!”

He became a dark-gold streak, shattering space en route, instantly before Korg and Sylas—fists carrying space-crushing force, smashing without finesse!

Oboros plummeted like a black meteor, targeting the two golden great apes just climbing from craters, furious and shocked!

Heavy armor clashed with barbaric flesh in primal melee!

The two level-7 wizards’ bold strikes sounded the wizard legion’s total assault horn!

“All prepare…”

“Crush them!”

Countless wizards roared fanatically.

Driving vast cannon fodder oceans forward; leading the charge behind beastified, mech-clad, or enhanced warrior comrades—like a breached dam’s flood, they launched tsunami-like group charges at the demoralized coalition, reeling from leader setbacks and domain failure!