Siege Warfare

Since the Journeyman Level spell, Lesser Fireball, is a very common spell, most Journeyman Mages can use it. In this kind of warfare, it's very suitable as a spell to snipe enemy heavy units. Therefore, when more than ten Journeyman Mages coincidentally chose this spell, it resulted in more than ten fireballs, burning with fierce flames, flying towards the siege ladders adorned with runes!

However, just as the fireballs approached the enemy, the enemy mages made their move. It was also Fireball. At the Journeyman Level, using offensive spells to counter enemy offensive spells is the mainstream method of spell interception.

In a flash, fireballs, numbering many times more than their own, flew out from behind the enemy formation. Almost all of their fireballs were hit by the enemy in mid-air. More than ten huge bursts of fire exploded in the sky, and shattered flames scattered across the battlefield like shooting stars. Many enemy soldiers were hit by the stray fire, and the flames, sustained by residual magic power, could not be extinguished by ordinary soldiers' attempts to pat them out. The nearly thousand-degree heat easily turned the soldiers' iron armor red-hot. Inside the armor, the soldiers' flesh and blood sizzled as if being branded, and soon a group of pitiful soldiers, screaming and rolling on the ground, emitting the aroma of roasted meat, appeared!

But the enemy combatants were unharmed. The residual stray fire was not enough to penetrate their battle qi-covered bodies. They ignored the red-hot "iron cans" rolling on the ground and resolutely roared as they charged towards the city walls.

The enemy's fireballs were quickly intercepted by their own forces as well. Although several fireballs hit the city walls due to their sheer number, flinging large chunks of shattered granite along with scorched limbs and flesh into the sky, overall, the fireballs exploding in the air had a greater impact on the enemy army covering the entire battlefield. The enemy's originally uniform and orderly formation was now disrupted. The ground beneath the city walls was sporadically burning with scorching flames, and the entire battlefield's temperature had risen to over forty degrees Celsius. In the air, distorted by the high temperature, the enemy warriors had not lost their fighting spirit; instead, they became more frenzied and bloodthirsty! This was because the situation of being suppressed from above was about to end.

The siege ladders had already been placed against the thick but not particularly tall city walls of Konola City. Some warriors channeled their battle qi to try and hack at the ladders, but the runes flashing on the sturdy ladders rendered the attacks of these Apprentice Level warriors futile. Even Journeyman Level warriors could only inflict some deeper scratches on the ladders!

"Alchemical Siege Ladders, huh? It seems this Prince has truly received funding from the Imperial Nation," Punk frowned slightly. These Alchemical Siege Ladders might be low-level and simple in principle, but in ordinary warfare, they could create a huge advantage, and their cost was equally astonishing. In the Faerun plane, where alchemical items and the number of professionals were standards for judging a nation's strength, even a kingdom-level nation would keep such equipment as a trump card, hidden away, not using it in a pursuit war like this. Only the Imperial Nation, whose national strength was dozens of times greater than a kingdom, could send such a "gift" so lavishly.

"It seems the enemy has no intention of letting the Princess go, no matter what," Punk realized that to speed up their pursuit, the enemy had only brought lightweight siege equipment like Magic Siege Ladders (any equipment that low-level professionals could carry was considered lightweight). This meant that as long as these machines were destroyed...

"Boom!" A loud explosion sounded to the south of Konola City's walls!

Just two seconds earlier, Lunka had suddenly rushed from the commander's seat towards the city walls, roaring, "Mainesi, you're dreaming!"

Seeing Mainesi gathering magic power and preparing to cast a powerful spell, Lunka, in shock and anger, transformed into a streak of red light and shot towards Mainesi!

Mainesi, who intended to cast a spell to destroy the siege ladders in one fell swoop, had to interrupt his casting when faced with Lunka's charge and turn to deal with Lunka's warhammer, which was already within striking distance!

After that, Punk only heard a world-shattering roar. A large amount of stones, originally part of the city walls, fell from the sky. The huge stones that landed on the battlefield almost each created a cloud of bloody mist on the ground. Pockmarked craters, smashed into bloody messes, instantly covered the battlefield. Of course, many shattered stones were also hurled into the city. Punk saw many houses, fragile under the falling giant stones, crumble into splintered wood. Konola City, which had been filled with the faint crying of its poor inhabitants, was now filled with more tragic wails and screams! The large and small craters also left the once prosperous Konola City scarred and devastated!

However, Punk was more concerned about the battle by the city walls. The southern side of Konola City's walls looked as if it had been bombed by an intercontinental missile; a large portion of the walls had already collapsed and shattered. Now, due to the clash between two Formal Level powerhouses, the damage was still expanding. The speed at which these two Formal Level powerhouses fought at full power was difficult for even Punk to track. However, Mainesi was likely doing his best to prevent Lunka from further damaging the city walls.

Although the city walls had collapsed and shattered, because they had become a battlefield for Formal Level powerhouses, not a single "brave warrior" who was "seeking death" dared to approach.

Feeling the vibrations from the ground and the city walls beneath his feet, Punk shook his head. His current priority was to manage his own battle!

--- Separator ---

The spell "Scorching Fire Domain" is a rather unpopular Journeyman Level Evocation spell because, in terms of sheer destructive power, it barely reaches Apprentice Level. Its effect is to create an extremely large "scorching" area. Well! For professionals, over 500 degrees Celsius can indeed only be described as "scorching."

This spell, specifically designed to cause casualties in ordinary human warfare, is generally only studied by many powerful mages as academic reference. But today, this "gentle" spell was about to reveal its terrifying and ferocious side!

An inconspicuous orange-yellow ring of fire was thrown into the battlefield by Punk. Amidst the fire-lit battlefield, this small ring of fire was undoubtedly unremarkable. The enemy soldiers were eagerly climbing the siege ladders, stepping over their comrades' corpses and climbing towards the city walls without hesitation.

In just one second, an orange-red circle expanded to encompass an area large enough to hold three basketball courts. The temperature within the ring of fire began to rise uncontrollably, as if magma was hidden beneath the ground. In just a few seconds, the temperature in this area heated up to around four hundred degrees Celsius. At this temperature, the earth and stones on the ground began to glow red and crack. The soldiers' sweat hadn't even had time to flow out before it boiled within their skin. Every breath they took felt like inhaling burning charcoal into their lungs. Every inch of their skin began to carbonize and drip oil! The enemies within the ring of fire, like roasted geese in a microwave, screamed miserably, convulsed, and twitched, burning into black charred masses in less than a minute!

There is no concept of humanitarianism in this other world. This horrifying scene caused many "cold-blooded" teammates to cheer loudly. Of course, many rookies who had not witnessed the brutality of war began to tremble violently and vomit!

"Perhaps this will awaken these rookies from their naive heroic dreams! This is the earnest teaching of me, a 'senior'!" Punk smiled as he watched the charred "objects" in the red-hot armor on the battlefield ooze viscous oil, whistling a cheerful tune!

"Clearing this wave of troops... should make those annoying fodder stop their morale-boosting shouts of 'I'll dig out your marrow with my blade' and other chuunibyou, suicidal nonsense!" Punk thought with ease and joy.