Chapter 322: Pay and Live

At Richard's command, the Wizard Hunting squad, like four black bolts of lightning, swiftly crossed the no-man's-land between the two frontlines.

In their hands, the roaring chainsaw swords were entwined with white-purple energy arcs, swinging like golden thunderbolts.

When encountering Wizard's resistance, the chainsaw swords sliced through the Magic Barriers as if cutting through butter, along with the Wizards inside.

"Enemy attack!"

Amid the sharp cries of the Wizards from Meteor Academy, the third alarm sounded across their defensive line.

Wizards within the line began to quickly converge. Thirty years were enough for Black Wizards to become as adept at coordinated combat as White Wizards.

Dozens of powerful spells, passing through the mist of blood from the Wizards' bodies, shot towards the Wizard Hunting squad.

Boom! The shockwaves, accompanied by flames, instantly formed a wall of fire.

The gathered Wizards did not naively wait for the flames to dissipate; the second round of spellcasting had already begun preparation after the first spells were cast.

If they were facing Wizards, this strategy would undoubtedly be the most effective and safest.

Unfortunately, this time they encountered Richard's Wizard Hunting squad.

A large square shield broke through the flames and, like a charging bull, slammed into the nearest Wizard, the immense force instantly shattering all the bones in the Wizard's body.

The second round of spells arrived, but this time the Wizards clearly saw the effects of their spells.

"Retreat quickly!" a Second Circle Shaping Wizard exclaimed in alarm.

Dozens of spells struck the Wizard Hunting squad like raindrops, yet they were as silent as water guns against the armor plates that could withstand 4000 energy levels and the metal shield that could withstand 6000 energy levels.

With a swing of the chainsaw sword, a mist of blood was raised.

The Wizards of Meteor Academy began to use every means possible to escape.

The Wizard Hunting squad was definitely not an opponent they could resist.

Richard followed the footsteps of the Wizard Hunting squad, looking at the groaning Wizards on the ground, he smiled slightly and then shouted to the rear, "Necromancers, handle the wounded; the rest of the Wizards, follow up!"

No one in Meteor Academy noticed that the Wizards cut by the chainsaw swords were still alive, even the one whose bones were shattered, was still groaning.

The vitality of Black Wizards was even stronger than that of cockroaches.

The subsequent Wizards entered, looking at the wounded all over the ground, they cast admiring glances at Richard.

"Master, what should we do with these Wizards?" asked a Necromancer with ghostly blue soul fire burning in his eye sockets.

Richard looked at the wounded on the ground, a brilliant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I think these Wizards would be willing to trade their Magic Pockets for their lives, don't you think?"

The Necromancer chuckled, the soul fire in his eye sockets flickered twice.

"I think so too."

Pay and live, this was Richard's decision to maximize profits.

The strength of the Wizard Hunting squad could easily break through the defensive line and slaughter the Wizards within. But doing so would yield limited benefits and easily incur the hatred of Meteor Academy.

But if these Wizards were severely injured yet not killed, Richard's gains would not decrease by much.

And the Wizards of Meteor Academy would owe Richard a favor.

Having more friends is always better than having more enemies.

Moreover, doing so was only a bit troublesome for the Wizard Hunting squad. Most of the Wizards in the defensive line didn't even have the strength to leave a scratch on the armor of the Wizard Hunting squad.

This was the confidence brought to the Wizard Hunting squad by the individual armor that cost hundreds of thousands of Magic Essence in materials alone.

"You can have a quarter of the Magic Stones from the Pockets, the notes can be copied, but the originals must be kept for me. You can take the staffs, but leave the Magic Equipment for me."

The Necromancer respectfully performed a Wizard's salute to Richard.

"Rest assured, we understand."

...

The Wizard Hunting squad advanced quickly, breaching the defensive line in just two or three minutes.

The Wizards who arrived later followed the gap made by the Wizard Hunting squad, continuously expanding this breach. A large number of Alchemist Wizards began to construct new defensive positions on the ruins.

The Wizard Hunting squad was divided into two teams according to Richard's orders, used to expand the breach in the defensive line and intercept the approaching Second Circle Wizards.

Buzz!

The roaring chainsaw sword struck the Magic Shield, causing ripples.

Kava looked somewhat surprised at the old Wizard before him, this old Wizard was the first one he encountered on this frontline who could hinder the chainsaw sword.

Although this barrier was precarious under the chainsaw sword, it had indeed managed to block it.

"Damn it, you're breaking the rules, aren't you afraid the war will get out of control!"

The old Wizard gnashed his teeth as he looked at Kava, who had not activated the sealed mode, so the old Wizard could feel that within this steel giant was a Level Three creature.

On a battlefield full of First and Second Circle Wizards, a Level Three creature wearing armor highly resistant to elemental damage was almost like a tank.

No, the Wizard Hunting squad was much more agile than a tank.

"Breaking the rules? Old man, that's slander!"

Richard's voice came from behind Kava, then a black shadow appeared beside the old Wizard, punching and shattering the old Wizard's precarious Magic Barrier.

The old Wizard was shocked, about to swing his staff.

But the shadow's fist was faster.

Bang! A bloody hole was punched through the old Wizard's chest.

The old Wizard's heart turned into a mist of blood under this punch.

Richard retracted his fist, "To be fair, the ones who really broke the rules were you.

At least I personally saw your Third Circle Wizard chasing and killing our Second Circle Wizard."

The old Wizard stood trembling, unable to utter a word.

The shattering of his Magic Power's flow temporarily deprived him of the ability to cast spells instantly.

Richard took out a few Magic Sealing Nails from his pocket and casually nailed them into the old Wizard.

"But you breaking the rules is your business. I'm a person who likes to follow the rules, and I'm very kind.

We're all Wizards, no need to fight to the death.

Give me your Magic Pocket and Magic Equipment, and I'll let you live until the war is over.

This deal, you're not at a loss."

The Great Wizard spat out a mouthful of black blood, filled with tiny fragments of internal organs.

He wiped his mouth, his face somewhat gloomy as he said, "I agree to this trade."

With that, the old Wizard untied the Magic Pocket at his waist and handed it to Richard.

Richard nodded in satisfaction, smiling kindly at the old Wizard, "I knew the master would make the right choice. Magic Stones and Magic Equipment are external things, life is the most precious thing for a Wizard."

Richard gestured, and a Necromancer who was handling the wounded tossed the wounded to the ground and came to Richard's side.

"Master Richard, what can I do for you?"

Richard pointed to the old Wizard on the ground, "Arrange a decent wounded room for this gentleman."

"No problem, leave it to me."

...

The sudden attack by the Black Tower Wizard Academy was not unexpected by Meteor Academy. But the results achieved left Meteor Academy dumbfounded.

In just half a night, Black Tower Wizard Academy had carved out a huge breach in their direction and was expanding this breach at an astonishing speed.

However, this phenomenon did not last long.

As the first light of dawn appeared on the horizon, the expansion of Black Tower Academy's Wizards also came to a halt.

At this moment, more and more Wizards were gathering at the frontline, even the Wizard Hunting squad did not dare to rashly attack.

Reality is not a game; although their individual armor could withstand 4000 energy levels of Elemental Spells, it did not mean those spells had no effect on the armor at all.

Drops wear away stones, let alone spells.

When attacked by Elemental Spells to a certain extent, the external armor plates of the individual armor had to be replaced.

If not replaced, these armor plates would crack due to structural instability, and in severe cases, they might even shatter.

Moreover, recycling these discarded armor plates would be exceptionally troublesome, almost impossible to reuse as raw materials for armor plates.

This also made Richard temporarily reluctant to let the Wizard Hunting squad forcibly tear through the defensive line again.

The density of Wizards at the current frontline was incomparable to when they made the sneak attack; by the time the armor plates were ruined, he wouldn't even have the means to repair them.

So, for a short while, both sides returned to a stalemate.

...

At the temporary command post in the reclaimed area, Richard was holding a Crystal Ball, communicating with Jolod from the Central Black Tower.

"Teacher, how are our results?" Richard asked.

There was a moment of silence from the other side of the Crystal Ball, then Jolod's delighted voice came through.

"...From what we can see so far, very good. Our occupied area has achieved the preliminary goal, even a bit more.

As long as we can hold for seven days, this war will be over."

Hearing the results, Richard gestured to the surrounding Wizards that it was steady.

The other Wizards, seeing Richard's gesture, immediately broke into smiles.

"Achieving the goal is good," Richard laughed, "The Wizards of Meteor Academy have already gathered. If we hadn't achieved the goal, it would have been difficult for us to seize it again."

In terms of numbers, Black Tower Wizard Academy had always been at a disadvantage.

Without the element of surprise, Black Tower Academy would find it hard to achieve today's results.

"Don't be careless, your next tasks are still arduous, the seven days have just begun.

Although your Fire Lizards are impressive, relying solely on them is far from enough to stop Meteor Academy's offensive.

The Academy War is ultimately a war of Wizards."

"Rest assured, teacher, I understand that."

After a few more pleasantries, Richard ended the communication.

Richard was currently the commander of the temporary command post. As the spearhead that shattered Meteor Academy's defensive line, this position was well-deserved for Richard.

But power also means responsibility.

Richard now needed to coordinate and adjust many things; he had to take advantage of this brief moment to build as many defensive structures as possible.

And prepare strategies for when Meteor Academy launched a strong attack.

A First Circle Wizard brought a map of the reclaimed area, Richard looked at the map, somewhat headache rubbing his temples.

"Sigh, the dean's rewards are not easy to earn."

...

At Meteor Academy's command post, "Yes, according to the Wizards who retreated, the ones who broke through our defensive line were four black steel golems.

These golems have been specially treated, offering excellent protection against Elemental Spells, and their weapons are highly effective against Magic Barriers."

...

"I'm very certain, because this conclusion is not just the claim of a single Wizard, but the result of summarizing the accounts of a large number of Wizards."

...

"Okay, okay, understood. I'll get right on it."

Ending the communication, Christian rubbed his temples with a headache.

"Master Zick, it seems we made a wrong judgment back then."

Sitting across from Christian, Zick held a cup of Magic Tea. The rising steam obscured his eyes, making it hard to tell what he was thinking.

"Indeed, what that little guy said back then was true, this was my mistake."

Christian shook his head, "I also made a judgment, it's not just the fault of a single Wizard.

The urgent matter now is how to deal with these four golems."

Zick was silent for a long time, the Magic Tea in his hand had turned lukewarm.

Finally, Zick seemed to have made some decision.

"Sigh, in the end, if the war escalates, let it escalate.

Call all the Third Circle Wizards, it's been thirty years of idleness, time to move around and earn some face for the dean."

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