Wizard: Start with Biological Transformation to Grind Experience Chapter 840 - 18: War Breaks Out!

On the distant horizon, dust billowed like a sweeping sandstorm. It was a destructive torrent composed of countless Frenzied Knights, Libra Warriors, and the Fanatic Priests following behind.

The earth trembled violently under their iron hooves and footsteps. The rumbling sound, approaching from afar, hamred at the heart of every allied soldier standing ready, like the heartbeat of a giant beast.

The steel torrent drew nearer, and the blood-red eyes of the Frenzied Knights beca clearly visible. Their twisted faces bore a bloodthirsty madness, unleashing inhuman roars, while the giant swords and battle hamrs they wielded glistened with a cold sheen.

The priest group following closely behind, their chanting rged into a deep and oppressive harmony, drawing upon the surrounding Holy Light magic power, shrouding the entire charging army in a faint, yet suffocating halo.

The shadow of death pressed forward as if it were tangible.

At the forefront of the allied lines, layers of thick tower shields ford a cold steel barricade. Behind the shields, soldiers gripped long spears, pointing ahead, the spear tips trembling slightly—uncertain if due to the ground’s tremor or their inner tension.

The archers had their bows drawn to a full moon, arrowheads pointed skyward, awaiting a command. At the rear, the mage group had reached the final stage of their united chant, as surging arcane energy gathered above them, radiating a dangerous and dazzling light.

Duke Mars stood on the high command platform, his crimson cloak whipped up by the fierce wind, flapping noisily. His stern gaze stayed fixed on the advancing tide of destruction, with no expression on his face, only rock-like determination.

As the vanguard of the Church’s army stepped into the optimal range for the allied magic guided cannons—

"Fire!"

With his command, dozens of fully charged magic guided cannons unleashed an ear-splitting roar from behind the allied lines! Scorching light spheres, sharp arcane missiles, ice-cold Frost Breath... cut through the sky like a brilliant and deadly teor shower, crashing fiercely into the ranks of the charging enemy troops!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Intense explosions erupted among the Church’s forces, instantly tearing dozens of Frenzied Knights and their mounts into fragnts, with severed limbs and soil flying skyward.

However, this violent onslaught only briefly paused the steel torrent. More fanatics from behind trampled over their comrades’ corpses, surging forth at even greater speed and frenzy! They charged right through the coverage area of the magic guided cannons, protected by Holy Light Shields.

"Archers, three-tiered volley! Mage group, cover strike!"

Arrows rose like a swarm of locusts into the sky, forming a deadly dark cloud, descending into the enemy ranks. Various large-scale destructive spells—Bursting Fireball, Chain Lightning, Corrosive Acid Rain—followed the arrow rain, creating vast gaps within the charging Church’s forces.

But the enemies were far too nurous and too mad! Especially those Frenzied Knights, who seed immune to pain and fear—despite being struck by several arrows and burned by flas, as long as they could move, they continued to roar and charge forward!

One hundred ters! Fifty ters! Thirty ters!

The ferocious faces, frantic shouts, and cold weaponry were now right in front of them! The soldiers in the front of the allied line could even sll the thick stench of blood and fanaticism emanating from the enemy!

The entire defense line of Jade Land was stretched to its limit, like a dam about to burst in a storm.

In this life-and-death mont, Duke Mars abruptly drew the two-handed giant sword from his waist, which symbolized his Blood Duke status and was inscribed with ancient war runes. He raised the sword high, pointing it towards the heavens! Gathering all his fighting spirit, he let out a roar that overwheld all the battlefield’s chaos, tearing through the sky:

"Jade Land, fight to the death!"

With Duke Mars’s thunderous "fight to the death" battle cry, as if lightning exploded, it instantly ignited the suppressed fear and fervor in the chests of all the allied warriors!

The next instant, the incoming flood of destruction collided head-on with the stationary iron barricade!

"Boom—!!!"

Deafening crashes beca one continuous sound, the most savage and direct confrontation between flesh and iron tower shields! The frontmost Frenzied Knights, like siege hamrs beyond control, crashed into the shield wall with terrifying speed!

The piercing sound of bones shattering even overshadowed the clash of weapons. So knights, along with their horses, were impaled by countless spears, yet their imnse montum still turned them into horrific projectiles of flesh and blood, creating alarming dents in the tight shield formation;

The allied Defense Warriors clenched their jaws, fiercely digging their feet into the ground, relying on the compounded strength of the battle formation and sheer tenacity, using shoulder guards, shields, and even their bodies, stubbornly resisting the crazed impact, refusing to yield an inch!

In an instant, the front line had transford into a giant, life-crushing grinder.

Spears thrust aggressively through gaps in the shields, piercing horse bellies, stabbing enemy throats, only to be imdiately chopped by the Frenzied Knights’ giant swords, or bent and shattered by hands enveloped in Holy Light! Cold sword edges and heavy battle hamrs cleared the shield wall, crashing down hard, sending splashes of warm blood and fragnts of armor flying.

Screams, roars, the clash of weapons, and the sound of bones breaking... countless noises blended into a symphony of Hell.

Under enormous pressure, the defense line fluctuated wildly, with dangers creeping up everywhere. In the rear, the Fanatic Priests brandished cross staffs, sending waves of scorching "Purifying Flas" over the frontline, instantly igniting soldiers into blazing torches;

While the Holy Light Shields firmly protected the charging Church soldiers, greatly diminishing the effect of the allied arrows and lower-tier magic.

"Hold the line! For Jade Land!"

"For the Father God, purification!"

Both sides fought with bloodshot eyes, with every inch of land contested accompanied by the disappearance of life. Severed limbs danced through the air, blood soaked the soil, turning the ground into a muddy quagmire.

Just as the allied line faced a critical breakthrough point, Kalsa the Witch Master, her icy eyes flashing with cold light, extended her delicate hand downward from the sky—

"Extre Cold Domain!"

A bone-chilling cold descended instantly! A massive ice-blue magic array materialized on the ground where the frontline burned fiercely, erupting a fierce chill that froze dozens of Frenzied Knights along with the earth beneath their feet!

At the sa ti, the opponent’s Mystical Realm also joined the battlefield, casually casting down waves of Holy Light, instantly dissolving scores or even hundreds in the radiance.

Although the ice quickly shattered under the Holy Light’s burning and the subsequent enemies’ trampling, this brief halt bought precious ti for the reinforcents from the rear, barely stabilizing the faltering frontline.

The war had fully entered its most brutal and bloody phase of attrition.