The Wizarding Age

Latu plane, outside the boundary membrane.

The battle to invade the plane is still in full swing, and both sides have reasons to fight to the death, so the entire battlefield becomes increasingly fierce.

In the Gondor Castle thousands of miles away from the battlefield, Ihrenwald was giving orders to a group of level 6 wizards with a serious expression.

"All the demigod teams have sneaked into the Latu plane and are fighting bloody battles there, destroying the enemy's defenses. And we, sitting at the rear, must also do our part to attract the attention of the opposite gods to the plane barrier. Here, otherwise we will only have the remaining strength to descend one by one incarnation to eliminate those demigod teams..."

After saying this, he looked around the audience and said, "Which of you is willing to show off your power and add fire to this main battlefield?"

When he said these words, Ihrenwald's eyes paused slightly on several people in the field, including Greem. And his last words of ‘adding more fire’ seemed more like he was specifically speaking to Greem.

Grim shook his head and smiled bitterly, knowing that he could not escape this kind of drudgery.

There are tens of thousands of elemental wizards, and there are countless rules wizards, but in terms of being the most suitable for large-scale battlefields, the fire wizard is... not one of them.

Therefore, this can be regarded as Ihrenwald’s name calling in disguise.

Greem and Sarupo looked at each other and took the initiative to stand up and ask for a fight, but the latter still sat there and did not move at all. Sarupo is a conjurer, good at talismans and spells, but he doesn't have very good methods for fighting in battle formations.

Like Greem, there were three level 6, almost all elemental rules wizards who stood up to challenge.

Ihrenwald nodded with satisfaction and said loudly: "You are so brave, no matter what the outcome of the battle is, the mission rewards you deserve will never be less. I will hold the battle here for you. Once there is a sneak attack by the incarnation of the gods, I will wait for you. We will go to support you, so please feel free to use your power boldly!"

The other two seventh-level great wizards also smiled and nodded, obviously very satisfied with the crowd's enthusiasm.

Since the four Greems dared to come here, they naturally had the corresponding confidence and would not take the battlefield in front of them lightly.

The four of them turned around and left the combat hall, using the short-distance teleportation array to reach the plane battlefield almost instantly.

At the frontline stronghold about a thousand miles away from the boundary membrane of Latu plane, the four Greems just stepped out of the teleportation array when they saw the flattering smile of the frontline commander.

"The enemy's battle formation is too tight, and the wizard beast troops have suffered very heavy losses. They have not yet broken through the opponent's defense circle... Sir, I am extremely grateful that you can come here to lend a helping hand!"

Although Dufa also has the strength of the fourth level peak level, in the eyes of the four Greems, they are no different from other mortals and wizard beasts, and they are not worthy of communicating and communicating with them on an equal footing.

Greem took the initiative and said: "Since we are here, let's briefly divide them! I am quite interested in those unicorns, so I will handle them..."

Another middle-aged wizard who was slightly dark and thin also smiled and said: "Well, leave the Cyclops opposite to me!"

Standing in the corner, a rough man wearing a golden crown and golden robe said in a dull voice: "Then I will be responsible for those moving stones and soil!"

Although the only female wizard among the four was not good-looking, her cold and regular aura made Greem and others dare not ignore her. She said harshly: "I'll deal with those immortal phoenixes!"

Now that the target has been selected, it’s time to take action immediately.

Several people flew out of the frontline stronghold, about a hundred miles apart, and slowly approached the battlefield in a fan shape.

As soon as the four of them appeared on the stage, they immediately attracted the attention of the opposite high-level officials.

The indigenous commanders who were hiding behind the Holy Spirit Army immediately panicked and sent messages requesting support to their respective temple forces.

In the previous battle, all those who entered the battlefield were warriors below level 5. Now that four super-level wizards were suddenly sent out from the opposite side, the other side couldn't help but feel frightened.

The 'super level' described by the wizard here is actually the level of 'true god' in the temple of nature!

The other party sent four true gods in one breath to participate in the plane battlefield. How can these ordinary people feel at ease...

Greem was flying slowly in the empty void. No wizard beast within ten thousand meters around him dared to set foot in it. The mighty and densely packed army of witch beasts naturally dispersed when they arrived at Greem's side, surrounding him like a beast surrendering to the king and slowly leaning on the battlefield.

And directly in front of Greem's flying position was the Unicorn Legion that had previously shown its prowess on the plane battlefield. They are like sharp knives, constantly stabbing and impacting the positions of the army of wizard beasts, preventing them from continuously attacking the defensive position formed by the three-eyed clan's holy spirit.

Their most powerful weapon is the spiral white tip on the top of their skull, which can not only emit blinding light, but also turn into white lightning to chop the enemy into charcoal.

Unicorns are born as holy creatures, equipped with a holy light barrier, which can isolate the invasion of evil forces and heal themselves or their surrounding partners.

They also have considerable strength and physique. Once they run wild, their impact is no less powerful than the Templars of the Church of Justice, and they are also Templars who can heal themselves...

It is precisely because of so many specialties that the Unicorn Legion has become the most dazzling star on the front line of the battlefield. They form a mighty assault legion, repeatedly killing in and out of the airtight witch beast army, messing up the opponent's offensive formation.

And the witch beasts' all-out counterattack only adds a few wounds to their holy and noble bodies, and they recover as before in waves of white light in the blink of an eye. Occasionally, unicorns are beaten to death by the witch beast army, and it won't take long for these dead unicorns to be resurrected in the temple in the plane and join the battlefield again with the rumbling sound of horseshoes.

The Holy Spirit is the servant of the gods and an immortal creation!

As long as the gods' divine power is not exhausted, they can continuously resurrect and recreate the Holy Spirit, making them an invincible line of defense to protect their own kingdom of God!

Therefore, fighting with the gods is always an extremely expensive war of attrition.

Now it depends on whether the number of wizard beasts can consume the power reserves of the gods on the other side.

The appearance of Grimm and his four companions only accelerated this process, making the consumption rate of both sides rise to a higher level.

Grimm was naturally well aware of this.

As he slowly approached the battlefield, he took out the critical stone and smashed it into his body.

So, his mind remotely connected with his body hiding in the plane of fire elements, and the power of the body was continuously projected over there.

Grimm's flying body began to expand continuously.

At the beginning, his body was less than two meters and a half, but when he was halfway through the flight, his body had expanded to a height of one hundred meters. When he approached the battlefield, a thousand-meter giant with golden flames all over his body appeared in front of everyone.

"Lord of the Flame?!" Irenwald, who was hiding in the back and watching the battlefield, couldn't help but exclaimed: "This kid can get the recognition of the Fire Soul and be promoted to the Lord of the Flame. It's amazing!"

The other two old guys, Cromwell and Annasophia, also nodded, obviously agreeing with his point of view.

After all, wizards are human beings. Although there are many guys who have mastered the flames to the extreme, it is still useless to get the recognition of the Fire Soul. Therefore, even within the wizard camp, there are only a handful of fire wizards who can get the title of "Lord of the Flame".

And such guys will be treated preferentially by the superiors no matter where they go.

Because the Lord of the Flame's ability to control fire is also first-class among the fire wizards!

In other corners of the battlefield, several people who fought with Grimm also saw his changes, and their eyes couldn't help but reveal a complex expression of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Well, we all came out together, but you looked so ‘showy’ and ‘glorious’, wouldn’t that make us look incompetent…

The three of them kept muttering, and they all showed their special skills.

The witch with ice attribute suddenly transformed into an ice banshee with a body hundreds of meters tall, wrapped in a long dress of ice and snow. Her skin became translucent, and it could be vaguely seen that what was flowing inside was no longer flesh and blood, but endless extreme cold air.

And around her, strange ghosts between illusion and reality were flying wildly, howling, and baring their fangs and claws to issue death curses to every living being…

The thin and dark wizard turned into a huge black smoke that covered the sky and the earth. Each wisp of black smoke seemed to have its own consciousness and intelligence, rushing wildly towards the battlefield.

Behind the burly man in the golden crown and robe, a huge golden man with the same appearance as his original body stood up, holding a huge golden double-sided battle axe in his hand, and chopped towards the battlefield from a distance.

The battle axe chopped down, and a golden energy force of 100 meters long and 3 meters wide fiercely penetrated into the battle formation on the opposite side.

The next second, the golden light exploded, turning into countless sharp and violent golden blades that scraped in all directions...

"Metal attribute..." Grimm, who had just completed the transformation and had not yet shown his strength, was also looking at the other people from a distance. The witch's ice banshee and the black and thin wizard's poisonous cloud miasma were all quite standard and did not surprise him.

But the burly man in the golden crown and robe turned out to be a rare metal attribute, which was a bit incredible!

How did this guy master such a rare attribute...

Another lucky bastard...

Grimm was also muttering while focusing on the battlefield.

Everyone is level 6, so it is difficult to tell who is higher and who is lower, who is stronger and who is weaker. But on the battlefield, the difference between the strong and the weak is obvious, and everyone knows it...

The androgynous guy who was hiding in the battle hall at the back and hated Grimm couldn't help but regret it, secretly cursing himself for offending such a powerful fire wizard...

And these could not interfere with the four people who had already set foot on the battlefield. They all devoted themselves to the plane war without distraction.