Chapter 298

The newly arrived Level 6 Wizard did not waste a single word; he, too, condensed a massive amount of power.

His palms contained the contradictory forces of destruction and creation, and following the trajectory of the tear made by Balsa, he tore at it fiercely once more!

Hum...

Space emitted an unbearable, mournful groan; the previously shrinking rift was forcibly pried open again, even expanding slightly.

This wizard's figure flashed, and he also plunged into the passage to rendezvous with Balsa.

The two Level 6 Wizards stood side by side amidst the violent torrent of energy and the endless tide of metal.

However, they still did not rashly venture deep into the heart of the Giant Spirit Realm, instead choosing the safest, yet most difficult, tactic—holding their ground while awaiting reinforcements.

Like two silent reefs, no matter how the enemy provoked them, they simply stood in place, resisting the fury pouring in from the Giant Spirit Realm.

With their own bodies, they held fast to this initial gateway leading to victory and destruction... for the subsequent wizard army.

Jie Ming watched the two figures standing firm amidst the bombardment, knowing the most critical moment was about to arrive.

Whether they could truly step into the Giant Spirit Realm to harvest resources and merit depended on whether these two wizards could hold out until new reinforcements arrived.

Before Jie Ming could delve deeper into his follow-up plans, a piercing alarm sounded in his mind via the legion's command network.

【Warning!】

【Large-scale enemy units detected approaching at high speed from the flanks and rear!】

Clearly, the Giant Spirit Realm had also realized what a fatal threat this torn barrier gap posed.

Not only did the defenders within the plane swarm madly toward the passage guarded by Balsa, but even outside the plane, the Giant Spirit Realm fleets still engaged in other areas split off large, formidable detachments.

These warships, like sharks smelling blood, lunged toward Jie Ming and his "remnant vanguard."

They intended to attack from both inside and out, completely pulling out this fatal "wedge"!

"Prepare to engage!"

Without needing further orders, the remaining wizards suppressed their own exhaustion and once again drove the few remaining cannon fodder troops to construct a sparse yet stubborn defensive line.

Jie Ming took a deep breath, and the 【Great Light Image】 array behind him, which had just retracted, unfolded once more, though its radiance was much dimmer than in its prime.

The workshop within his body operated at overload, and newly produced seal wizarding tools were continuously deployed to fill the gaps in the Great Light Image array.

In the blink of an eye, the flames of war were ignited once again.

Energy beams traversed the void, and the fire of explosions rose one after another.

Jie Ming dared not squander his power so recklessly again, controlling the 【Great Light Image】 to perform precise point-shooting and area suppression.

At the same time, he commanded a newly hatched cluster of patrollers to carry out suicide interceptions, delaying the enemy fleet's impact speed as much as possible.

Every second consumed his precious reserves, and every moment, wizards or their creations were turned to dust in the attacks.

The pressure surged in again like a tide.

Meanwhile, inside the plane barrier passage, Balsa's situation did not become any easier due to the support of the other Level 6 Wizard.

"Get out of our world!"

A roar filled with anger and determination accompanied a giant, Gundam-like mechanical puppet that charged forward.

The energy fluctuations emitted by this puppet had reached Level 6, and it held a giant laser sword condensed with destructive energy; it was one of the top powerhouses among the Giant Spirit Realm natives.

It swung the light sword with the momentum to tear everything apart, slashing fiercely at Balsa!

However, the light sword, which could split mountains and evaporate oceans, slashed against the seemingly thin, invisible shield in front of Balsa, yet failed to stir even a ripple, as if it had slashed into endless nothingness.

The operator inside the mechanical puppet—a Giant Spirit Realm being similar in form to a slime but with an incomparably powerful spirit—saw its pupils shrink, its eyes filled with disbelief.

What terrified it even more was that just by approaching the opponent, a strange and malicious energy fluctuation ignored its pride-and-joy defensive force field, penetrating directly inside and beginning to erode its life essence!

It burned its life madly, attempting to resist this law erosion that was like a festering sore, but with little effect.

Balsa did not even look directly at this enemy, simply raising his hand casually and opening his palm to press down.

Crack!

The giant laser sword shattered in response, turning into dots of light filling the sky.

Immediately after, the palm continued its momentum, pressing slowly toward the mechanical puppet.

"You bastard!!!"

The native powerhouse let out a roar of despair and unwillingness, driving the puppet to gather all its energy into one point, advancing instead of retreating to launch a final charge!

Then, Balsa's palm pressed down lightly.

Boom!

Like a fly casually swatted away, the giant mechanical puppet flew backward at a speed faster than it had come.

The terrifying power caused it to disintegrate mid-air, revealing the violently struggling slime entity inside.

As Balsa's power continued to spread, whether it was the tough metal or the life form, both were instantly decomposed and annihilated under that invisible, terrifying power, finally disappearing completely.

With one blow, he had insta-killed an enemy emitting energy fluctuations of the same level.

There was not the slightest fluctuation on Balsa's face, as if he had just done a trivial, insignificant thing.

He backhanded another palm strike, and the invisible power expanded, shaking thousands of enemies with Level 5 energy fluctuations into dust.

"Haven't those guys caught up yet?!" Balsa roared irritably.

Where the sound waves passed, the bodies of low-level native creatures within range twisted and their structures collapsed, as if crushed by an invisible giant hand.

Clearly, the law he mastered was related to sound.

"Lord Aoboluosi is already coordinating; the others should be able to arrive very soon," the newly supported Level 6 Wizard behind him said calmly.

At this moment, Balsa's entire body had completely "squeezed" out from the narrowest part of the rift, and in his place, the later Level 6 Wizard was stuck at the key node of the passage.

Feeling the joy of his body regaining freedom, Balsa couldn't help but let out a deafening laugh: "Hahahahaha... I will make you pay an even greater price!"

That said, after casually launching a few attacks, he still guarded firmly in front of the plane barrier rift.

He took the initiative to bear the most violent attacks, sharing the pressure for his companions.

"God of another realm, don't be too smug!"

A roar even more grand and containing terrifying pressure came from afar.

A mechanical puppet several times larger than the previous one appeared, like a metal star, holding a giant sword and tearing through layers of space as it sped over!

The energy level it emitted had reached Level 7!

A true, powerful enemy had finally appeared!

Balsa's eyes narrowed; he dared not be careless.

The Level 7 mechanical puppet swung its giant sword, invoking the native power of the Giant Spirit Realm; wherever the sword light passed, space was cut with pitch-black cracks.

Balsa, meanwhile, had his palms flying, and invisible sound waves turned into the sharpest blades and the sturdiest barriers, colliding crazily with the sword light.

Every clash erupted with terrifying energy ripples capable of annihilating everything, impacting the surroundings.

Nearby low-level native warships and giant beasts were instantly vaporized or shaken into metal dust just by touching a bit of the scattered energy.

The rolling energy tide subsided slightly, and the figures of both sides were revealed.

The energy shield on Balsa's body fluctuated violently, and the edges of his wizard robe were slightly damaged, making him look somewhat disheveled.

But the Level 7 mechanical puppet opposite him was even more miserable; several giant mechanical arms were broken, the thick armor was covered in spiderweb-like cracks, and one leg component was completely decomposed by the sound wave law, clearly hindering its movement.

The Wizard civilization, by virtue of its deep understanding and efficient application of laws, could often fight above its level.

Although Balsa was Level 6, the sound-based wizardry he mastered had a natural restraint against a civilization like the Giant Spirit Realm that relied on precise mechanical structures and energy conduction.

After just a brief clash, this Level 7 native had suffered a major loss.

However, the expressions of Balsa and his companion did not improve; instead, they became even uglier.

Because, in the distance, three more Level 7 auras, no less inferior and perhaps even stronger, were approaching the battlefield at an astonishing speed!

"Invader! Your corpse will become the most dazzling trophy in my temple!" the damaged Level 7 mechanical puppet emitted an arrogant mental fluctuation.

The two Level 6 Wizards remained silent, still guarding the rift firmly, their eyes resolute.

Outside the plane, the wizard legions in other areas seemed to have sensed the crisis here, and their offensive suddenly intensified.

They attempted to contain more enemies from the outside, indirectly relieving the pressure here.

Just at this critical moment...

Hum!!!

A powerful wizardry fluctuation, vastly different from the power of the Giant Spirit Realm and also different from that of Balsa and his companion, suddenly came from the other end of the barrier passage!

Immediately after, the rift that had been constantly healing under the rules of the Giant Spirit Realm was forcibly pried open by a cold and void power.

A head, incomparably huge and seemingly composed entirely of writhing shadows, slowly probed in from the rift.

This head was so massive that its diameter actually exceeded ten kilometers.

Its features were blurred, with only two points of ghostly light like eyes scanning the battlefield.

It first looked at Balsa, whose mental power was somewhat chaotic, and emitted a voice that acted directly on the soul, carrying a texture like metal friction:

"Balsa, you've worked hard."

Then, those two points of ghostly light turned toward the continent below, which was filled with steel and the flames of war, carrying a trace of scrutiny and curiosity:

"Is this... the Giant Spirit Realm?"

As he spoke, this shadow giant stretched out his palm to grab the rift beside him, forcibly squeezing his massive body in.

Following this shadow giant, the barrier passage vibrated violently, and one after another, powerful Level 6 wizard auras continuously and forcibly "squeezed" in!

Soon, counting Balsa and the one who supported him initially, the number of Level 6 Wizards gathered here reached six.

This was already nearly half of the high-end combat power of this plane expeditionary force!

The remaining high-tier wizards were not unwilling to come, but had to maintain the law-solidification domain; being able to draw out six was already the limit.

Balsa looked at the reinforcements arriving one after another, then turned his head to look at the Giant Spirit Realm natives who were stunned and sluggish due to the successive appearance of powerful enemies, their offensive even slowing down; a grim smile appeared on his face:

"Next... it's your turn to run!"

(End of chapter)