Chapter 302

High-altitude battlefield, the light of law collisions was still brilliant and lethal, but the situation was already clear.

The twelve Level 6 Wizards, by virtue of their exquisite application of laws and absolute control over the rhythm of the battle, firmly suppressed the Level 7 powerhouses of the Giant Spirit Realm whose numbers far exceeded their own.

Although winning was only a matter of time, the dozen or so new Level 7 auras approaching rapidly from the distance added variables to this duel of high-end combat power.

Dixon, who had been watching the changes, shook his head slightly, seemingly slightly dissatisfied with the "efficiency" of his subordinates.

He no longer waited, slowly raising his right hand, and pressed it down seemingly casually toward the Giant Spirit Realm powerhouses below who were in a bitter battle and roaring continuously.

There was no earth-shattering energy explosion, no law manifestation distorting space.

But the moment his palm pressed down, the movements of the dozens of Level 7 Giant Spirit Realm powerhouses who were fighting fiercely with the Level 6 Wizards all stiffened simultaneously!

At the head, that most massive mechanical giant, the operator inside it—

A veteran of the Giant Spirit Realm who had been through hundreds of battles and had participated in dozens of expeditions to external planes, only felt the surrounding scene blur and distort violently!

The familiar metal sky, the fire of explosions, the powerful enemies—

Everything faded in an instant, replaced by a bizarre world that was grotesque and whose colors could not be described in words.

"This is—mental attack? Illusion?" The veteran's alarm bells rang in his heart; his rich experience made him immediately realize that something was wrong with his state.

He tried to mobilize various anti-interference modules and soul stabilization devices built into the mechanical puppet, but was horrified to find that all feedback showed "normal."

But his perception clearly told him that he was in a completely unfamiliar environment!

How could this be?!

In his cognition, any illusion-type ability had an upper limit of energy level; wanting to affect the soul perception of powerhouses of the same level was almost an impossible thing.

Unless—

Before he could figure it out, in the chaos ahead, a twisted figure slowly condensed and finally took shape—it was actually another "him"!

The exact same armor, the exact same weapon, and even the mental fluctuations were exactly the same!

"Petty trick!" The veteran roared, driving the puppet to swing its sword and slash.

However, when the blades crossed, what came was an incomparably real, huge counter-shock force, causing the transmission structure of his arm to emit an unbearable hum!

"Not a simple hallucination?!" His heart was shocked.

Real touch, real energy feedback, this had completely exceeded his understanding of illusion.

Immediately after, one twisted phantom after another emerged from the chaos.

He recognized them—those were the powerful enemies he had personally cut down in his long career of conquest, top existences from different planes and different civilizations!

They carried the resentment and madness from before their deaths, surging toward him!

Feeling the familiar and fatal sense of threat, the veteran dared not be slow, subconsciously erupting with all his power, swinging his giant sword to meet the battle.

Every strike was heavy, and every move was extremely dangerous.

He seemed to have returned to the arduous battlefield of those years, facing the siege of powerful enemies several times his own.

"No! Can't be trapped here!" The long-lost shadow of death shrouded his heart.

He roared, not hesitating to burn his life essence in exchange for an eruption of power beyond the limit!

Crack—

Under the eruption of power beyond the limit, the surrounding bizarre world shattered inch by inch like a mirror surface!

He felt a sense of relief in his soul, as if he had broken free from some shackle, and finally "returned" to reality.

Looking closely, he saw that the enemies opposite seemed to have been countered, their movements showing obvious sluggishness, and their auras were also quite chaotic.

"Good opportunity!" The veteran was ecstatic in his heart.

Seizing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, he drove the puppet to turn into a destructive stream of light, the giant sword carrying the determination to cut everything, slashing fiercely toward the nearest Level 6 Wizard!

Pfft!

The sword light flashed, and that wizard seemed unable to react in time, his head flying high.

First kill!

And it was the first kill of an enemy powerhouse!

The veteran's spirit was greatly boosted, pursuing the victory, the sword light crisscrossing, cutting down several other "wounded" wizards!

Afterward, following the mental information scattered when these wizards were defeated, he actually tracked back to the "world coordinates" they belonged to.

The things that followed happened logically.

He led the Giant Spirit Realm army to conquer that "Wizard World."

By virtue of the prestige established by killing powerful enemies, he was like a hot knife through butter, easily enslaving that world.

There, he found countless rare high-level resources, his strength rose rapidly, and in the end, he even reached a level comparable to the great "Koge"!

After some "arduous" fighting, he finally defeated "Koge" and became the new world master of the Giant Spirit Realm!

Power in hand, all living beings submissive—

Real world, high altitude.

Dixon looked expressionlessly at the dozens of massive mechanical puppets below that stood stiffly in place as if pressed the pause button.

The energy luster on their surfaces dimmed, the soul fluctuations inside became stable and sluggish, and they even emitted bursts of energy snoring sounds similar to deep sleep.

He shook his head gently, his tone carrying a trace of disappointment that was hard to detect: "The level of resistance is unexpectedly poor; the soul barrier looks solid, but the inside is full of loopholes and gullies of desire. Most couldn't even break through the second layer of the dream, and the highest one only struggled to the seventh layer of the dream—..."

He waved his hand and ordered Balsa and other Level 6 Wizards who were also somewhat stunned: "Seal them well; these samples have no meaning to me, they are yours."

The Level 6 Wizards immediately stepped forward gratefully, skillfully performing various imprisonment wizardry, completely sealing those Giant Spirit Realm Level 7 powerhouses who were immersed in beautiful dreams without any resistance.

Having solved the high-end trouble, taking advantage of the fact that the remaining enemies had not yet arrived, Dixon's gaze cast toward the Giant Spirit Realm land below.

His brows furrowed slightly.

Just as the high-altitude battle situation settled, in the massive metal city below, and on the broader battlefield, strange changes suddenly occurred!

As if surging from the ground, or appearing directly from the void, dense, new types of enemies, no less in number than the previous legions, abruptly appeared on the flanks and rear of the wizard legion that was clearing out remnants and consolidating positions!

These newly appeared enemies were even stranger in form, some like flowing liquid metal, others like translucent energy bodies.

More were elite mechanical units covered in optical camouflage that had been in a dormant state before.

As soon as they appeared, they launched a fierce surprise attack on the wizards who were caught off guard!

For a time, the wizard ground legion, which had just occupied the advantage, fell into a sudden melee.

The sound of explosions, the roar of wizardry, and the sound of metal tearing echoed through this steel jungle again.

Dixon's eyes were cold; it seemed that this landing battle was far from over.