Translator: AnubisTL
Time crawled by in suffocating tension, each second a taut string stretched to its breaking point.
Yet the anticipated final confrontation with the giant spirit realm's army did not immediately erupt.
Instead, a completely new and utterly alien energy fluctuation, like a massive boulder dropped into still water, suddenly surged from the flank of the battlefield, instantly drawing the attention of all wizards.
Tens of thousands of reconnaissance spells, creature detection spells, and energy sensors simultaneously turned in that direction.
In the next instant, an atmosphere of astonishment and grave concern silently permeated the wizard faction.
Jieming also sensed the fluctuation—a torrent of pure, highly condensed spirit energy!
He whipped his head around. Through his enhanced vision and the feedback from his scouting runes, he saw a boundless "ocean" composed of semi-transparent, spirit-glowing energy entities.
They took on myriad forms: some resembled twisted humanoid figures, others pure geometric light patterns, and still others seemed to be direct manifestations of abstract concepts.
They possessed no physical warships, yet the combined psychic pressure they emitted seemed to distort the very fabric of reality in that space.
The mental realm's army!
"How is this possible?!" Jieming's eyes widened in shock, hardly daring to believe what he was seeing.
Though the Giant Spirit Realm and the Mental Realm had a cooperative relationship at the highest levels, this did not mean the two civilizations were on friendly terms.
On the contrary, a deep-seated hatred had permeated their relationship throughout their known histories.
Due to the nature of the Triangular Plane Cluster, natural spatial portals existed between the two realms.
From their initial struggles for survival to later wars, technological theft, and enslavement of their peoples, their enmity had reached a point of mutual annihilation.
Before the wizards' arrival, the idea of the Giant Spirit Realm and the Mental Realm fighting side-by-side would have been considered pure fantasy!
Even when facing an enemy like the wizards, before their true motives were revealed, an alliance between the wizards and the Giant Spirit Realm was more likely than cooperation between the two civilizations.
After all, to prevent the wizards' opponents from being driven to desperation, the wizards had primarily inflicted massive resource losses on the Giant Spirit Realm, without yet crippling its overall combat capabilities.
But between the Giant Spirit Realm and the Mental Realm, this was a genuine, age-old feud!
Yet the ironclad reality lay before his eyes!
The metallic torrent of the Giant Spirit Realm and the Sea of Spirit Light from the Mental Realm now lay clearly delineated yet parallel on the distant horizon.
There were no signs of conflict between them; all hostility was directed without reservation toward the wizard faction.
What could have happened? What could make these sworn enemies set aside their ancient feud to join forces against us? The question gnawed at every wizard's heart like a venomous snake.
Yet the battlefield offered no time for leisurely contemplation.
Fortunately, the plane blockade, orchestrated by Obolos, had already been completed.
Even though the final battle had been forced to advance and the enemy had unexpectedly united, the wizard civilization had already severed their escape routes and cut off their ability to summon external reinforcements.
The only cost was the potential compromise of their original plan to fully inherit the Giant Spirit Realm's legacy—their subsequent gains would inevitably be significantly reduced.
What a pity... Jieming sighed inwardly.
Suppressing his turbulent thoughts, his gaze sharpened as he scrutinized the enemy formation.
Soon, he noticed something unusual.
The Giant Spirit Realm's warship fleet floated at unusually low altitudes, failing to claim the full three-dimensional space from low orbit to high orbit as they had in the past.
As if deliberately avoiding something, or... making space for something?
"There's definitely a conspiracy," Jieming thought, his heart growing cold.
But this was to be expected. Such an uncharacteristically aggressive move to force a decisive battle must be backed by some hidden advantage.
"All units, receive orders! Deploy formation!"
There was no hesitation. The command flashed instantly through the magic net terminals.
Like the other wizards, Jieming immediately began manipulating his Cannon Fodder Legion.
At his will, the Black Giants let out deep roars and advanced with earth-shaking strides.
The patroller swarms, like awakened bee colonies, emitted ear-splitting hums as they coalesced into attack formations in the air.
And then there were the countless new cannon fodder units—all hatched and cultivated over the past three years using resources from the giant spirit realm. There were the iron-eating beast that devoured metal to self-replicate, the Frequency Wave Jellyfish that disrupted energy circuits, and the Armor-Piercing Worms designed to bore through solid structures. Their forms were bizarre and varied, their numbers as vast as the sea.
These cannon fodder units had not been created by Jieming himself. Instead, the command center had continuously manufactured and deployed them over the years, using accumulated resources to bolster combat strength.
Since a single wizard could only control a limited number of units, the command center distributed cannon fodder to each participating wizard in fixed quantities.
As a second-tier wizard, Jieming could now precisely control up to one million cannon fodder units simultaneously.
And this was merely a single wave in the vast ocean of cannon fodder that constituted the wizard legion.
In an instant, centered around the main wizard formation, a writhing, churning "living" ocean of metal, flesh, and energy surged outward with unprecedented scale and speed!
Fortunately, most of them possessed short-range flight or levitation capabilities, preventing them from being crushed to death by the sudden surge. Nevertheless, they piled layer upon layer, forming a dense, suffocating mass that completely filled the air and ground before the wizard faction.
Due to the limited space, the vanguard of this terrifying cannon fodder tide began to advance uncontrollably toward the Enemy Allied Forces' lines the moment it formed.
This movement immediately tensed the enemy.
The killing intent, energy fluctuations, and spirit pressure emanating from countless units clashed and compressed in the middle ground, twisting the air into a viscous, distorted mass that seemed on the verge of igniting a devastating storm!
High above, Dixon, a seventh-tier wizard, floated silently.
His deep gaze swept across the massive allied forces below, lingering briefly on the Sea of Spirit Light in the mental realm and the Giant Spirit Realm Fleet, which had deliberately lowered its formation.
"Kog and Hilla's true forms have appeared... but the fungal lord remains elusive," he calculated swiftly in his mind. "This strengthens the hypothesis that the fungal lord is an incarnation of the propagation realm's collective consciousness, without a fixed form. That's good news."
This meant that unless Kog and Hilla could immediately persuade the entire propagation realm to die together, their ultimate plan—to detonate the three plane origins—would be severely hampered, perhaps even prevented, by the fungal lord's primal survival instinct.
(End of the Chapter)
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