Wizard: Start with Biological Transformation to Grind Experience Chapter 838 - 16: The Price of Greed

Just as dozens of fanatics at Secret Skill Level appeared in the air, capturing all the attention of the allied forces—

"For Father God! Purify everything!"

The deafening war cry, mixed with insane faith, exploded like thunder from the left and right flanks of the allied formation!

On the previously empty plain, a tide of black shadows erupted out of thin air! These were tens of thousands of Libra Knights, but their state was entirely different from those defenders on the barrier.

Red light ominously shone through the gaps in their armor, their eyes were blood-red, their muscles bulging and twisted, emitting roars not like a human’s, like beasts that had lost all reason! They were evidently in so sort of frenzied state!

Leading these Frenzied Knights were dozens of Fanatic Priests dressed in sacrificial robes trimd with blood-red edges, holding twisted cross staffs with heart-shaped jewels on top, emitting nauseating waves of blood and chaotic spirit. They were guiding this mad army!

"Left wing! Right wing! Enemy attack! Hold the line! Quickly, hold the line!" The front-line commander of the allied forces shouted hoarsely, trying to organize the defense.

But it was too late!

The Frenzied Libra Knights completely ignored any formations and defenses, charging like a destructive steel torrent into the relatively fragile flanks of the allied forces at unbelievable speeds!

"Squelch! Crunch!"

The sound of blades tearing flesh and bones shattering instantly joined as one. The shields hurriedly raised by allied soldiers were smashed and blown away like paper under the unreasonable charge of the Frenzied Knights! The formation was instantly torn apart and crushed! Screams, cries of surprise, sounds of clashing blades, and the inhuman roars of the Frenzied Knights intertwined into a symphony of death.

The allied soldiers, who were just fighting fiercely to breach the barrier, suddenly found themselves trapped, attacked from two sides, even surrounded from three sides, their morale totally collapsed, and the scene instantly fell apart!

"Retreat! Full retreat!" Bahr, the elder from Gray Tower, roared toward the Secret Skill colleagues in the air, his eyes almost popping out. He knew the battle was lost, and the only thing left to do was to minimize losses.

The few Mystical Wizards reacted extrely swiftly, various colors of teleportation or high-speed spell lights instantly ignited on their bodies, attempting to leave the battlefield.

"Hmph, trying to escape? Those who defile the sacred land will only cleanse with blood!" The leading fanatic in the air snorted coldly.

He raised his hand along with a few other fanatics, and an invisible spatial shackle descended instantly! The space around the few Mystical Wizards preparing to flee suddenly beca like copper walls and iron barriers, the spell lights that just ignited dimd like extinguished candle flas instantly! They felt like they were stuck in an invisible swamp, struggling to move!

"No! The space is locked!"

"Fight them!"

The Mystical Wizards in despair erupted with their final strength, launching various powerful Mystical Techniques—fiery teors, sharp ice storms, gravity traps twisted by force fields, suddenly blasted toward the surrounding fanatics.

However, the sinister smiles on the faces of the fanatics hadn’t changed a bit.

"A futile struggle."

"Under the glory of Father God, all heretic spells are re illusions!"

A few Fanatic Priests joined forces, deploying an extrely solid pure white divine barrier that easily blocked all Mystical Techniques’ attacks. Then, more fanatics appeared like phantoms, suddenly surrounding the trapped Mystical Wizards.

"Purify!"

"Return your souls to Father God!"

The holy light turned into the sharpest blade of judgnt, carrying annihilating traits on a rule level, easily piercing through the layers of defenses hastily set by the Mystical Wizards.

"Ah——!"

"Master Bahr!"

Screams rang out repeatedly. One Mystical Wizard after another was killed in a joint attack by the sa-level fanatics, their Protective Magic shattered, their bodies torn apart by the holy light, so even directly vaporized, their souls’ wails swallowed by that pure and overbearing light.

From the sky, Blood Rain began to fall.

On the ground, the slaughter continued. Without the protection of elite forces and effective command, the allied forces beca lambs waiting to be slaughtered under the impact of the Frenzied Knights and Fanatic Priests.

Screams, pleas for rcy, and insane war cries rose one after another, the blood dyeing the ground before the Sigh Barrier red, the scene sliding one-sidedly into the cruelest Abyss. The wizard allied forces that were just a mont ago full of montum had turned into a worldly Purgatory.

anwhile,

In the Jade Land camp, dozens of miles away from the battlefield, the central tent was silent.

A large Crystal Ball hovered in the air, clearly displaying the infernal scenes playing out ahead of the Sigh Barrier.

The frenzied slaughter by the Frenzied Knights, the eruption of light and blood mist when Mystical Wizards were easily slaughtered, and the tragic state of allied soldiers falling en masse. The cries of despair and the war cries of fanatics seed to pierce through the Crystal Ball, echoing in the dead silent tent.

"Gulp..."

Soone swallowed hard, the sound unusually clear in this silence.

"This... how is this possible..." An Elental Mystical Wizard from Jade Tower pointed with trembling fingers at the scene in the Crystal Ball where a Gray Tower Mystical Wizard was simultaneously pierced and annihilated by three beams of holy light. His face was pale as paper, "Hector... Bahr... these are all renowned Mystical Techniques! Yet... they are being slaughtered like chickens..."

Beside him, an Ice Elent Wizard from Witch Castle instinctively covered her mouth, eyes full of fear: "Dozens... dozens of fanatics at the Secret Skill Level! How could Freemasonry Church possibly have hidden such terrifying power?! Was all the information we collected before... fake?!"

Blood Duke Mars, responsible for frontline tactical command and renowned for his iron-blooded calm deanor, sweat was now dripping from his forehead. He stared at the Crystal Ball showing the Frenzied Knights army like they crawled out of Hell, his voice carried an imperceptible tremble of fear:

"Frenzied Libra Knights... this evil ritual seeking short-term burst by sacrificing life recklessly... and those fanatics entirely unlike normal Wizards... The resistance we’ve encountered before didn’t even scratch the true extent of their strength! If... if today our main force was attacking..."

He didn’t finish his sentence, but everyone in the tent felt a chill rush straight from their spine to their head.

A military advisor from the Scarlet Fla Council spoke in a dry voice, "Then we might have already been wiped out like the Gray Tower and Thousand Sails Alliance Army we see in the Crystal Ball... turned into fertilizer for this land..."

"The master’s decision was... so tily, so correct!" Another general exclaid sincerely, his face full of relief, "Had it not been for the master’s keen insight, letting us hold back and using this opportunity to let those two greedy hyenas go first to test..."

"We might not even have the chance to regret..." soone echoed in a low voice, full of the weakness of narrowly escaping death.

In the tent, the high commands from Jade Land, whether experienced military commanders or powerful Mystical Wizards, were all pale-faced and deeply shaken.

Looking at the one-sided slaughter scene in the Crystal Ball, any previous discontent and doubt due to being forced to yield the main attack position had long vanished, replaced by respect for Lynch’s foresight and a great fear of realizing how close they had been to the Abyss.

This bloody reality powerfully warned them more than any caution, about the terrifying and insane enemies they were up against.