At this moment, through the core barrier of the large Life Force Field, Locke observed that quite a few Black Wizards had already died. Some had even possessed Permanent Defense Fields, yet still perished beneath the Holy Magic seal and the attacks of numerous White Wizards.
Compared to the White Wizards, the Black Wizards had clearly underestimated the scale and intensity of this Wizard War.
They had never prepared themselves for the possibility that so many First-Ring Wizards would die.
The echoes produced by the deaths of one Formal Wizard after another rang out over the port city of Lilith's Cottage, terrifying the mortals within. They trembled in fear, hiding inside their homes and not daring to come out.
Those echoes stirred up magical tides that raged like a storm above Lilith's Cottage headquarters.
The battle continued for a very long time.
The Black Wizards had fallen completely into a disadvantage. One Black Wizard after another was killed, while the White Wizards suffered very few casualties.
Hanmoke of the Corpse Court used numerous exquisite First-Ring Spell models from Bonecraft, controlling the eight massive skeletal arms behind him as he fought the White Wizards to the death.
At the critical moment, a First-Ring Wizard from Northern Niflheim University's Shaping School, specializing in Frost Magic, cast a spell and summoned a Frost Path, blowing Hanmoke toward Holy Flesh Execution.
At that moment, Hanmoke's eyes flashed with the gleam of a successful scheme. He turned around and directly injected the eight enormous bone arms condensed behind him into Holy Flesh Execution's body.
At once, Holy Flesh Execution, the perfect vessel for Death Magic, gained Hanmoke's Death Magic as its core, like an invertebrate suddenly acquiring a spine.
The entire Holy Flesh Execution came alive.
Dean Earl Thompson nearly exploded with rage when he