Chapter 318: How Should Wizards Allocate Their Points?
The confident, savage grin on Korg's face of metal and slime froze.
The wizard panic and disarray it had anticipated never appeared.
On the contrary, the mental fluctuations emanating from the wizard leader named Dickson carried not fear, but a hint of—helplessness?
There was even a trace of irritation at being looked down upon.
Just as doubts began to arise in Korg's mind, Dickson suddenly seemed to sense something and turned toward the empty space beside him.
The space there rippled like water, and a shadow-shrouded figure silently emerged. It was none other than the Level 7 Wizard—Oboloth.
His gaze, as though capable of swallowing light itself, swept across the battlefield before finally settling on Dickson. He spoke with a rasp like grinding metal. "Looks like they've completely underestimated you, Dickson."
At his words, Dickson showed a vexed expression and shrugged. "My luck really hasn't been great today, but I didn't expect it to be bad enough for people to think we only know how to play with elemental tricks."
Oboloth's appearance was itself a clear signal—the colossal sealing formation surrounding the Triangle Plane Cluster had been completely finished. There was no longer any need to worry about the rear.
Korg's heart sank.
It realized that its "Elemental Silence Field" did not seem to have achieved the intended effect.
Not only had the enemy not panicked, they seemed to be watching a tedious farce.
"Impossible! The elements have been rendered inert—how can you possibly—" Korg's mental fluctuations trembled with disbelief.
Yet the two golden giant baboons from other civilizations did not think so much.
In their understanding, an Anti-Magic Field was the absolute home ground of beings like them, who possessed nothing but pure physical strength!
The power Dickson had displayed earlier