Chapter 507

Jie Ming remembered the mission before he lost consciousness and immediately took out the magic net terminal from his portable spatial equipment.

He pulled out the detailed coordinates and energy readings he had recorded earlier regarding the suspected enemy headquarters and surrounding troop movements, and submitted them as intelligence.

Soon, the terminal fed back: 【Intelligence received, preliminarily verified to have high value. Reward: Low-level military merit, 700,000 points.】

A not-insignificant income, but for the current Jie Ming, it was just icing on the cake.

He was more concerned about the role of the intelligence.

Wei Aola leaned over and glanced at the terminal screen, shrugging: "It's a pity you were unconscious for these few days, which led to the submission being a bit late."

"Regarding the vague coordinates of their headquarters, quite a few people had already submitted similar intelligence a few days ago. After cross-verification, the general area has basically been locked down. Yours is more precise, but the value is no longer what it was initially."

"Next, we will conduct a net-like search within a spherical area with a radius of ten million kilometers around their headquarters to see if we can dig out those 'missing' high-tier wizards."

Jie Ming nodded; he was not surprised that other wizards would think of this search plan.

Wizards were all clever people; if he could think of the scope for scouting the enemy, others naturally could too.

"This 'midfield area' between us and the enemy headquarters has basically been plowed several times by the reconnaissance forces of both sides, and nothing has been found." Wei Aola continued, "It seems those guys really did deploy their 'trump cards' into deeper areas, most likely further behind the enemy headquarters."

Jie Ming frowned: "Wouldn't that be even more troublesome? We are already at a disadvantage in troop strength, and we still have to split our forces to leave the defensive line and search deep behind enemy lines; the risk is too great."

"That is indeed the case, but regarding the risks of searching behind enemy lines, the opponent faces the same problem." Wei Aola didn't care, "This is an open conspiracy; it depends on who hides deeper, or whose 'trump card' is tougher and starts faster."

"So next, small-scale, high-intensity elite reconnaissance and hunting will become the norm." She looked at Jie Ming, "What about you? Once your injuries are healed, what do you plan to do? Hunker down in the rear to do your research, or..."

Jie Ming had almost no hesitation: "Once my injuries are stable, I plan to continue executing reconnaissance missions."

Wei Aola raised her eyebrows: "You almost died out there... no, strictly speaking, ordinary wizards would have died long ago; you still dare to go?"

"Dangerous, but the gains are also great." Jie Ming smiled and moved his arm, which had recovered some strength. "Besides, actual combat can indeed accelerate the digestion of what I've gained."

Jie Ming could feel that although he was severely injured this time, both his mental power and physical strength had improved considerably.

Especially his soul; although it had suffered considerable devastation, the adaptive evolution of the Body Tempering Method also constantly drove his soul to improve rapidly.

Once his soul injuries were fully healed, his mental power might be able to barely keep up with the strength of his physical body.

Wei Aola curled her lips and didn't try to persuade him further.

The path of a wizard is chosen by oneself; others have no right to interfere.

"Up to you, remember to be careful. It's not peaceful outside right now..."

"Rest assured, I will definitely be careful of Level 6 Wizards." Jie Ming replied, his face showing lingering fear.

The exchange of fire with that Level 6 Wizard this time made him deeply understand the gap in levels.

Even after making so many preparations, the final result was strictly speaking that he lost; he just relied on a death resistance that exceeded common sense to counter-kill the opponent.

So next, unless there was an unavoidable reason or absolute certainty, Jie Ming absolutely did not want to confront a Level 6 Wizard head-on again.

"Of course you have to be careful of Level 6s," Wei Aola shook her head, "but what I want to remind you of are those Level 5 Wizards."

Under Jie Ming's puzzled gaze, she explained: "You've been outside for too long and don't know much. Because the battle has escalated, a large number of Level 5 Wizards from both sides are fighting outside, and some particularly formidable guys have already made a name for themselves."

"They might not have the strength of a Level 6, but at the Level 5 tier, their combat skills, sorcery combinations, and adaptability have reached their peak, and they can even maneuver and escape under the hands of a Level 6 Wizard. These people are collectively referred to as 'Elite Level 5s'."

She began to list them like family treasures: "For example, 'Shadow Erosion' from the Tower of Extinction, who specializes in spatial assassination and is said to have severely injured a Level 6 Wizard who wasn't skilled in perception before retreating unscathed; the Chaos Secret Sect has a lunatic called 'Flesh Painter' who plays with biological modification until it has an artistic sense, and can instantly piece together temporary monsters with combat power comparable to Level 6 from battlefield wreckage..."

Jie Ming listened carefully; these were all valuable intelligence.

"... Oh, right, and the most troublesome one from the Chaos Secret Sect, codenamed 'Holy Son'." Wei Aola's tone was slightly solemn, "This guy is the face of their Level 5 Wizards."

"Most other Elite Level 5s mostly escape from the hands of Level 6s, but he, with the assistance of four wizards forming a joint casting array, can confront a Level 6 Wizard head-on for a short time without falling behind. Several of our reconnaissance teams have fallen into his hands, and one of them even had a Level 6 Wizard leading it, but he still entangled them and covered for others to run."

Holy Son?

Jie Ming's expression suddenly became strange.

He remembered that guy who was surrounded by four female wizards, had an arrogant look, called himself the Holy Son, and was finally drowned by fifty Black Giant Priests using Li Fire Extinction Divine Light.

Wei Aola didn't notice Jie Ming's expression and continued: "This guy's whereabouts have been uncertain recently, but the threat is huge. If you run into him on the periphery, it's best to run away or call for help immediately; don't ever think about..."

"That..." Jie Ming interrupted her somewhat uncertainly, "Senior sister, this 'Holy Son' you're talking about... is he quite handsome, and always followed by four female wizards who are respectful to him like maids? Is his combat style mainly the four people's mental power linking to provide him with energy, allowing him to continuously release sorcery with power close to Level 6?"

Wei Aola was stunned: "How do you know? Have you encountered him? You're lucky to have come back alive... wait."

She looked at Jie Ming's expression, which was a mix of strangeness and helplessness, and an absurd thought suddenly flashed through her mind, her voice involuntarily rising an octave:

"You wouldn't happen to..."

Jie Ming blinked and nodded somewhat embarrassedly: "If no one is impersonating him... before I was rescued, I seem to have... accidentally solved him. Along with his four maids."

In the treatment room, a dead silence suddenly fell.

Wei Aola's beautiful silver-gray eyes instantly widened, her small mouth slightly open, and the expression on her face, a mix of astonishment and confusion, almost froze.

"Ah?!!!"

(End of chapter)