Chapter 56

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Twelve fireballs whistled down from the sky, dragging long flame tails, smashing into the dense native formations below.

Just in an instant, Jie Ming's mind had turned to the next set of seal wizarding tools.

Hum! Hum! Hum!

Another twelve fireballs!

In another instant, the third set of seal wizarding tools was activated.

Hum! Hum! Hum!

Another twelve fireballs!

With Jie Ming's current powerful mental power and terrifying computing power, while maintaining the defenses and flight around him, he could activate three fireball-type seal wizarding tools simultaneously each time, and each seal wizarding tool could release four fireballs per round of excitation in an extreme state.

He divided the remaining nine attack-type seal wizarding tools into three groups, activating and using them in rotation.

This meant that, theoretically, Jie Ming could bombard downward continuously at a terrifying speed of thirty-six fireballs per second!

This kind of switching, precise to the millisecond, was a huge test of Jie Ming's mental effort and computing power.

But relying on his mental strength far exceeding other apprentices, he stubbornly maintained this hellish wizardry output rhythm.

This was a kind of firepower that ordinary wizard apprentices couldn't imagine at all; it was a torrent of wizardry that was continuous, never-ending, and near-infinite in output!

Below, the native coalition's general offensive had just been launched, momentum like a rainbow, about to completely crush the apprentices' last defensive line.

However, what they welcomed was not the apprentices' powerless resistance, but... death from the zenith.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Terrifying explosion sounds rose one after another, and the earth trembled under the bombardment of countless fireballs.

Firelight rose into the sky, reflecting the entire valley into blood red. High temperatures instantly vaporized the soil and vegetation on the surface, leaving behind patches of scorched deep pits.

The dense formations the native coalition was so proud of instantly collapsed under this kind of indiscriminate firepower coverage.

Their metal armor twisted and melted under the bombardment of fireballs, and their flesh turned to ashes under the terrifying high temperatures.

The arrow rain stopped, the knights' charge was interrupted, and the shamans' chanting was broken.

Fear spread rapidly among the natives like a virus.

They had been able to rely on numbers and coordination to consume the apprentices' wizardry before, but now, this kind of destruction from the zenith, as if endless, made them completely lose the courage to resist.

"No! What the hell is this?!"

"Run! It's a natural disaster!"

Terror, despair, soul-shattered, hysterical...

Patches of natives fell, and the defensive line collapsed like a sandcastle.

The commander's roars were drowned out in the roar of explosions, and any attempt to organize a counter-attack turned into a bubble in the next wave of fireball rain.

The seal wizarding tools also began to bear huge pressure under high-intensity use.

The shells of the fireball seal wizarding tools behind Jie Ming turned red rapidly, emitting horrifying heat, and the runes on the surface even had a faint tendency to twist.

High-intensity energy output put the seal wizarding tools at risk of overloading at any time.

But Jie Ming's rapid switching use gave them a brief cooling time, allowing this cycle to barely maintain itself.

At the same time, the elemental energy at high altitude was quickly drained.

The air above Jie Ming's head twisted visibly, forming an elemental-thin area like a vacuum, and the power of the released wizardry began to decline.

Jie Ming immediately activated the mobile seal, moving quickly with the wizarding tool array beside him, adjusting his position, looking for a new elemental-rich area, and continuing to pour firepower downward.

He constantly changed positions at high altitude, like a grim reaper walking in the sky, and every step he took was accompanied by the wails and deaths of the natives below.

The native coalition had never encountered this kind of high-density and continuous firepower output.

Some of them might have seen high-tier wizards easily sweeping away armies and destroying kingdoms, but that kind of power was too far away from them, even like having a nightmare, without any sense of reality.

But the attacks Jie Ming released were different; his power was not powerful compared to high-tier wizards, but it could make the natives feel the terror of power more.

Their tactics, their courage, their numbers, all became meaningless in front of this continuous bombardment.

It wasn't that no one tried to counter-attack, but as long as the number of people gathered was too large, they would be treated as targets.

And even if those strong ones released sporadic attacks, most were easily dodged by Jie Ming, and the rest were blocked by the four-fold defense around his body.

Moreover, besides the attacks from the zenith, those wizard apprentices besieged in the valley were not dead either.

Unable to organize an effective counter-attack, and being caught in a pincer attack from both the sky and the earth...

Thus, the rout began.

Native soldiers threw down their weapons, let out shrill screams, and fled in all directions.

Those officers and shamans who tried to maintain order were also quickly swallowed by ruthless fireballs.

The entire valley completely turned into a purgatory of flames, turning into a graveyard for the natives.

Jie Ming watched coldly from the sky, his wizardry torrent not stopping for a moment, continuing until there were no living natives left below who could move.

With his own strength, relying on the transcendent power brought by the seal wizarding tools, he lived and routed the entire native coalition!

The besieged apprentices didn't pursue too much either; after confirming their safety, they stared blankly at the figure above their heads, and the battlefield below that had turned into scorched earth, unable to speak for a long time.

The despair in their hearts was completely cleared, replaced by the shock and awe that surged like a tide.

In fact, if the thousands of wizard apprentices had unified command, they could also erupt with destructive power even exceeding Jie Ming's.

But it was a pity that these wizard apprentices were too "smart" and wouldn't simply obey others' command.

Without unified scheduling, perhaps they were much stronger than Jie Ming in single-round bursts, but they couldn't attack continuously, and there would be serious firepower overflow in some areas.

Feeling the air-prohibition power below dissipate, Jie Ming then slowly descended.

Just as he landed, he clearly felt the gazes coming from all directions.

"What are you looking at me for?!"

Jie Ming looked at the group of wizard apprentices around him who only cared about staring at him and let the enemies run away, his face full of heartache.

"People have run away, why don't you hurry up and chase!"

"Ah? Oh, oh!"

Although theoretically there was no superior-subordinate relationship between everyone, all the wizard apprentices who heard Jie Ming's words subconsciously shrank their necks, hurriedly chasing after the fleeing native army.

However, among these apprentices, there were two groups of people whose expressions were different, and the two people surrounded by them were the two most famous geniuses of this session: Augusta and Horn.

"Hmm?"

Jie Ming also noticed the two gazes that seemed somewhat strange, subconsciously looking toward the direction of the two.