Wizard: I can refine everything

Richard has not yet figured out the mechanism of action of the strengthening hormone, but the black box of the mechanism does not prevent him from using it.

The strengthening hormone flows through the blood and checks the whole body. Under the action of the hormone, Richard can feel that his cells are more active than before.

This change is very slight, and wizards who are not good at physical training may not be able to detect it. But over time, the cells will be strengthened little by little, thus achieving the effect of improving the overall physical fitness.

"Over time, passive evolution, as long as you reach a certain level of life, you can improve your physical fitness to the peak without exercise, just sleeping. I have to say that the dragon is really a perfect race." Richard exclaimed.

But even if it is as perfect as a dragon, it is just a biological product left by a certain pioneer civilization. These characteristics that Richard admired may be debugged by the pioneer using biotechnology.

Thinking of this, Richard shuddered again.

What kind of terrible enemy did such a powerful civilization encounter, which made the entire civilization become a wave in the long river of history.

Richard shook his head and threw the thoughts in his mind aside.

He was just a young wizard who had just reached the second ring. This kind of problem concerning the survival of civilization was too far away from him, and it was useless to think about it.

Walking out of the room, Richard was ready to learn about the current situation of the war.

After all, he was also a technical consultant. If possible, he planned to attract more business.

Even a great wizard would not have too much magic essence.

Walking up the metal stairs, Richard soon came to the ground.

Compared with three months ago, the current floating city has changed a lot.

The construction belt around the floating city has been basically completed, and the logistics wizards are doing some special projects on some houses. Richard, who has experienced the insect nest world, knows that these houses are reserve fortresses. In critical moments, these houses will be the last line of defense before the floating city.

Walking in the floating city, Richard looked at the busy wizards around him and felt a little out of place.

After asking around, Richard found the location of the Military Chamber of Commerce in the floating city.

Now the war has just begun, and the wizards do not have enough spoils, so the Military Chamber of Commerce is also very deserted.

Richard walked around inside and finally stopped in front of a store.

Richard looked at the sign and pushed the door open.

"Welcome, what would you like to change?"

As soon as he entered the door, a dignified and beautiful mechanical clerk came up to him.

Richard waved his hand: "I'm looking for Bob."

"Excuse me, who are you? If you want to meet Mr. Bob, you need to mention..."

"Hey, Richard, long time no see."

Before the mechanical clerk finished speaking, Bob walked out from the back room of the store.

"It's been so long since we last met. Have you come back from the front to make some money?"

Richard shrugged and said in a slightly exaggerated tone: "I've been back a long time ago. These fire lizards are not natives that can be easily manipulated. I just met a team of second-level fire lizards when I went to the front line, and I almost stayed there."

"Hiss, awesome. You are really a dark wizard." Bob exclaimed, and couldn't help but give Richard a thumbs up.

In this great pioneering period, wizards respected the strong very much.

"Thank you, thank you. You won't be any worse than me if you go up there." Richard said modestly.

"No, no, no, I will definitely stay there if I go up there." Bob shook his head repeatedly, "You came back early and didn't know the news yet. The team of level 2 fire lizards you met is the elite force among the fire lizards, called the Royal Guard Dragon Warriors.

Although the combat effectiveness of these fire lizards is a little weaker than ours, they appear in groups of ten and killed many of us in the city battle."

"Royal Guard Dragon Warriors?" Richard listened to this strange word that was obviously a transliteration, and asked curiously, "Is it the group with golden masks on their faces?"

"Yes, that's it, Richard, you met that one, right? "

Richard nodded, and then asked curiously: "These fire lizards are targeting us so much, and the command has no response plan?"

"Plan? Of course there is one." Bob pulled a stool for Richard, "The command directly let the black wizards fight in the city.

Urban warfare is a battlefield that requires individual combat power, and black wizards are just right to go.

Now on the front line, black wizards have become the main force, which is the first time I have seen it. "

Richard was not surprised. He felt that black wizards were more suitable for street fighting. Black wizards have strong individual combat power and strong survivability. Even if they encounter danger, the survival probability of black wizards is higher than that of white wizards.

After all, black wizards are behind enemy lines and face this kind of asymmetric battlefield all year round. Even street fighting is easier than the battlefield where black wizards usually fight.

"If we replace the black wizards, our advancement speed will be faster."

Bob waved his hand, "It's not like usual. We have bitten a hard bone this time. These fire lizards are very difficult to deal with. In more than three months, we have captured more than ten cities. And the more we fight, the more scattered our people are, and the slower the advancement speed will be.

If we continue to fight like this, it won't be long before we have to stop."

As he said, Bob suddenly sighed: "I'm afraid it will be difficult to collect the money this time."

Richard shook his head after listening to Bob's somewhat discouraging words.

These wizards who are used to seeing the wind blow are all defeatist counselors. Fortunately, Bob is a member of the military chamber of commerce. If he was a white wizard on the front line, just based on what he said just now, the difficulty of the tasks he received would be increased by a level.

Shaking the morale of the army is the most annoying thing for commanders in any world.

"Don't be so pessimistic, Bob." Richard said lightly, "We fought hard, and the Salamanders must have fought harder than us.

I heard that the Salamanders were divided into three countries, and this is a point that can be used."

Once the front line stops advancing, the black wizards will be sent to the rear to carry out missions behind enemy lines. At that time, various assassinations, sabotage, and even manipulation of some upper-level members of the Salamanders are possible.

In previous wars, wizards have often used the contradictions within the indigenous ethnic groups to speed up the war and reduce the losses of the war.

…

In the center of the Morik Empire, there is a giant pyramid made of obsidian, but inlaid with various gorgeous patterns in gold.

"Harash, why have my Royal Guard Dragon Warriors suffered such serious losses recently."

Morik, the King of Salamanders, sat high on the throne made of fine gold, and a pair of dragon eyes looked majestically at the Grand Marshal Harash, who he promoted.

Haras half-knelt on the ground, and under the dragon power of the King of Salamanders, his body was shaking unconsciously.

He knew that his majesty was angry.

Harash lowered his head and explained the reason for doing so as calmly as possible.

"Your Majesty, this is a strategy to consume the number of wizards. The individual combat power of wizards is much stronger than ours. If we do not adopt the elite strategy, our soldiers will not even be able to consume the number of wizards in small-scale combat."

Silence, a long silence.

Harash stared at the golden pattern on the obsidian floor. The dragon power in the hall did not dissipate at all because of his explanation.

The Salamander King was very dissatisfied with his explanation.

"Harash, what was the last sentence I said when I gave you the power last time?"

After a long silence, the Salamander King finally spoke.

But what he said made Harash shudder.

Of course he remembered what the Salamander King said last time, but he was already trying to minimize casualties.

"Your Majesty, I remember." Harash replied tremblingly, "You asked me to reduce casualties as much as possible to guard against the other two empires. But I..."

"Is that how you reduce casualties? You threw my royal dragon warriors around like stones."

The Salamander King interrupted Harash's defense and slowly closed his eyes.

"Harash, go back and rest. Donal will be in charge of the battlefield."

"...Yes, Your Majesty."

After leaving the palace, Harash handed a golden dragon horn to the palace attendant.

"This is the Grand Marshal's Order. I will give it to Marshal Donal later."

"Yes, Marshal." The hooded attendant replied respectfully.

Harash smiled bitterly: "I am no longer a marshal. Now I am General Harash."

The attendant looked up at Harash and said softly but firmly: "My lord, your talent is known to all the Salamanders in the Morik Empire. You are just temporarily leaving your position now."

Harash looked carefully at the attendant in front of him and suddenly took off the hood on his head.

"Your Highness, you are too kind." Harash nodded.

But the princess looked at Harash seriously: "I am serious, Lord Harash."

Harash said nothing more and turned to walk out of the palace.

Leave the position temporarily?

Harash looked at the two red suns in the sky and sighed in his heart.

I hope so.

...

"Father, you were transferred from the Grand Marshal?"

Azuhan looked at the calm Harash in front of him and felt that this world was really absurd.

His father, the great Harash, was transferred from the position of Grand Marshal in such an important war, and was ordered by the King of Salamanders to go home and rest.

Is the King of Salamanders confused?

"Your Majesty does not approve of my war strategy and decided to let Marshal Donal take over from me." Harash said calmly, "It's just right, I can take a break.

After fighting for so many years, it's good to come back and take a break."

"But Donal is better than you, father..." Azuhan wanted to defend Harash, but seeing his father's calm expression, he swallowed his words back.

Harash taught him since he was a child that things that have happened cannot be changed. After things happen, don't worry about why things are like this, but try to solve them as much as possible.

"Father, I want to join the army!" Azuhan said suddenly after a moment of silence.

"I don't allow it." Harash replied calmly.

"Why!?" Azuhan looked at his father in confusion, "I am already strong enough, even the Royal Guard Dragon Warrior is not my opponent."

"It's simple, you are still not strong enough now." Harash seemed to have expected his son to ask this question, "The battlefield now is different from the past. Even the Royal Guard Dragon Warrior is just a bigger cannon fodder on the battlefield."

After that, Harash added:

"Don't think about joining the army secretly. Although I am not a marshal, I still have some prestige in the army."

"..."

Azuhan's neck was bulging with anger.

Harash looked at his son, and then remained unmoved.

"Go out if you have nothing to do. Find some girls to communicate with recently. Increasing the number of fire lizards is also a contribution to the war.

This war...I am afraid it will take a long time."