Witch: Accumulate Experience Through The Knight Breathing Technique

Chapter 1461: 0352 Giant Tree Takes Action, Shocking the World, Italian Cannon Destroys Primordial Soul!

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(Long Chapter, Request for Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)_2 The number of wizards in the Nine Cities Alliance now totals fewer than a thousand.

They appear exhausted, listless and dispirited.

For more than two months, they’ve had no idea how they managed to survive.

Apart from the necessary rest for meditation to restore their spiritual force, they’ve spent the rest of their time spellcasting and battling.

Everyone has grown numb as if living in purgatory.

The seemingly unscathed Nine Cities Alliance has in fact reached the point of utter depletion.

The medicines and Aether Stones needed by nearly a thousand wizards have been drained by two months of war, and their Wizard Tools used in battle have also suffered severe damage.

The Alliance does indeed have a number of pharmacists, but resources have long been exhausted.

As for refining new Wizard Tools, that is simply not something that can be done in a short time frame; it’s measured in years.

Throughout these two months, there have been continuous desertions from the wizards.

Some were suppressed, others successfully fled, only to be hunted down by the Amethyst Race waiting on the outskirts, with very few escaping unscathed.

Roman scanned the room and said coldly,

“All energy in the Sky Fire Fortress has been exhausted, and the array cannot be activated, it’s not much use now…

Everyone, prepare to face the enemy head-on.

Anyone daring to flee will be killed without mercy!”

Upon hearing this, the wizards gathered their spirits and stood guard.

At the front of the battlefield.

A tall warrior of the Amethyst Race descended from the sky, exuding a mighty presence.

It was General Suka.

By this day, all his “Nine-leaf Blood Datura” had been used up.

The residue of the Blood Thura left behind had also been completely depleted or purified and dispelled by the wizards’ spells.

Therefore, the two sixth-level Black Beasts, knowing the wizards were difficult to deal with, did not linger any longer and each went their way.

He had no way to counter this; he knew that from now on, there were no more shortcuts.

These two months, although the Nine Cities Alliance seemed to have few casualties, everyone was already at the end of their strength.

Under the high intensity of combat, the wizards’ physical strength, spirit, and will had reached their limits.

Now was the time for a real fight with bayonets bared.

“Holy Clan warriors, charge!”

Sulca roared, his voice shattering the dark clouds.

His sixth-level aura soared, stirring the air for miles around.

Nearly thirty living warriors of the Purple Crystal Clan emerged from every corner, appearing simultaneously and following behind Sulca.

Their faces are resolute, clearly fearless from the bottom of their hearts.

This is the true Purple Crystal Clan – strong, arrogant, overbearing, and fearless!

“Kill!”

Inside the Sky Fire Fortress.

The wizards rallied once again.

Beske encouraged,

“Kill them!

After we defeat these alien races, we can go home.”

The wizards formed an array, exerting all their strength, casting spells towards the Amethyst Race.

On the battlefield.

In an instant, the din of fierce combat thundered, and the real battle began.

Sulca descended from the sky, his light blazing; his purple fists, like massive mountains, bore down towards Roman.

“Human, meet your death; let yourself be the first primordial soul wizard I, Sulca, have killed!”

Roman sneered,

“Just entered level 6, did you?

Let me show you what a primordial soul can do!”

Behind him, his primordial soul wizard form emerged once again, with elemental power from a hundred miles around converging into it.

A thousand-meter long, lifelike and exceedingly solid fire element Fiery Flame Giant Snake appeared out of nowhere.

The giant snake led the charge, clashing head-on with Sulca’s fists.

Sulca was hurled away by the terrifying impact; his body ablaze, he soared into the clouds, laughing loudly,

“Using elemental power, huh?

All flash and no substance.

I’ll show you what ‘strength could break all techniques’ means!”

Sulca clenched his fists, within his body the Amethyst Light continued to compress, flowing into his fists; his aura surged as the void trembled.

“Holy Skill·Twin Star Explosion!”

Boom, boom!

The terrifying fist wind formed two amethyst twin stars about a hundred meters in diameter.

The twin stars crossed the sky and then violently exploded!

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The Fiery Flame Giant Snake was sent flying, its form fading.

Just after one exchange, Roman was shocked.

The might of a level 6 Amethyst Race was truly fearsome.

He hurriedly deployed his Primordial Soul Witch Artifact·Heavenly Strike Flame Mirror!

Countless Sky Fire powers were absorbed into the mirror, then transformed into fiery rays, shooting towards Sulca!

A punch from Sulca left a deep, slow-healing wound on his fist.

“This is a wizard’s Soul Artifact?

Indeed, the power is considerable…

but to kill me, this is not enough!”

Ignoring the pain, he continued to use straightforward combat techniques and absolute strength to overpower his opponent.

Holy Skill·Mountain Fall!

He pounded out punch after punch, the shockwaves lifting layers of rock, crushing down towards Roman.

The level 6 battlefield was fiercely intense.

Within a hundred-mile radius, it became a forbidden zone for all living beings.

Neither wizards nor the Purple Crystal Clan dared to step foot in it.

And on the chaotic Fifth-Circle battlefield.

A young Grey-Robed wizard was in charge of control, a burly bald man took on the brunt of the fighting head-on; along with Beske who had achieved Fifth-Circle Perfection, they easily killed a level 5 Amethyst Race member.

The amethyst was then discreetly collected by the young wizard.

This inconspicuous group headed towards other members of the Amethyst Race, coming across the bodies of fallen wizards.

The Grey-Robed wizard and the bald man were in fact Holy Infant and Levi’s body-tempering clone in disguise.

Utilizing the chaos, they infiltrated the fray, pretending to be members of the Nine Cities Alliance and coordinating perfectly with Beske.

Having already harvested the carcasses of the black beasts, Levi naturally wouldn’t pass up the amethyst.

Currently, his original body dared not casually enter the battlefield, still on the outskirts, waiting for the right moment.

He knew that on this battlefield, there were other level 6 beings with the same goal in mind.