Gaining a Foothold

Saine had been exactly right.

Almost the instant his words fell, a multicolored elemental torrent descended into the Green Leaf World through the stable green passage at the breach in the Plane Barrier.

This was long-range destructive magic unleashed by two thousand Formal-Ranked Magicians or above.

Unlike combat magicians such as Saine, who had entered the Green Leaf World and had to hastily deal with threats from all directions,

the two thousand Azure Source Holy Tower magicians outside the plane were in an exceptionally comfortable environment. Amid orderly chants, they displayed the magic they were most proud of!

A single first-level spell could easily cover a strike radius of dozens, even hundreds, of meters.

What did it mean for two thousand varieties of long-range magic to descend simultaneously?

After pouring into the Green Leaf World, all manner of elemental attacks suddenly blossomed into dazzling fireworks across the sky of this Micro Plane.

In an instant, the entire sky was dyed in color.

Yet this color represented not beauty, but eerie terror meant to reap lives.

The primary targets of these long-range spells were undoubtedly the Insect Creatures rushing in from all corners of the Green Leaf World to provide reinforcements.

Most of these creatures had wings and the ability to fly, making them highly mobile and allowing them to stream toward the battlefield without end in such a short time.

Yet precisely because they had never before experienced the spectacle of a Plane War, their successive charges felt like they were coming merely to die.

The magicians of the Wizard World loved opponents that clustered together most.

Those lowly, pitiful Alien Creatures only believed that huddling together for warmth and staying close would make them safer.

But by doing so, they saved the magicians the time they would have wasted