The Blooming Magic

The strange magical fluctuations and the sudden halt of the army caused the mages in the rear to descend from their carriages one after another.

"Legion Commander Yarman, Guild Master Thomas, who are those people up ahead?" Nicia, Goriu, Sidi, Kleberd, and Rosess—the five guild masters—gathered around Yarman and Thomas, asking with furrowed brows.

Under Thomas's command, the fifty-plus mages who had accompanied him rushed to the front line and began chanting incantations to unleash their magic.

As fireballs and tongues of flame appeared behind the merchant, the pursuing Zergling began to suffer heavy casualties.

"Giddyup!" The warrior driving the carriage had fallen to the very back, but with the obstruction of the previous fire wall and the current support from the mages, he couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

"Whoosh!" However, at that very moment, five Zergling burst directly out of the ground. One of them pounced from the side, slamming into the flank of the warhorse. Its sharp claws swept across the horse's head, and the massive head was severed with effortless ease.

The warhorse didn't even have time to let out a mournful cry; its running hooves continued to move by inertia for a second after losing its head before it collapsed to the ground. The carriage, still moving at high speed, slammed its front into the earth, and the sudden force sent the driver flying into the air.

"Ahhh!" Before the warrior could even land, the Zergling that had emerged from the ground leaped high, their sharp claws raking across his body.

"Bang, bang...!" The poor fellow's body finally hit the ground, but it was nothing more than a pile of shredded meat!

"Screech, screech, screech..." The speeding carriage continued to slide forward on the ground due to momentum, and the two wooden shafts used to harness the horse carved two deep furrows into the earth.

"Louis!!!" The Level 5 mage let out a roar of immense grief, abandoning his retreat to charge toward the Zergling.

"Damn it, has he lost his mind to rage?" Yarman frowned deeply. His figure flickered as his Diamond-grade battle qi erupted. He transformed into a blur, appearing beside the Level 5 mage, and with a swift strike of his hand, he chopped the man's neck, knocking him unconscious. The two Level 4 mages behind the man clearly understood this was for their captain's sake, so they showed no significant reaction.

The fire wall extinguished, and the Zergling surged forward like a river!

At this moment, the prepared magical incantations were fired one after another toward the Zergling army. The colorful magic made the entire space look incredibly brilliant.

"Boom, boom, boom..." A bursting fireball, a size larger than a standard fireball spell, drilled into the Zergling army and detonated violently. It transformed into a massive ball of flame, engulfing over a dozen Zergling, while the pressure from the explosion sent more than twenty surrounding Zergling flying. The most unfortunate one was sent hurtling over ten meters away, slamming hard into a tree before it finally stopped.

The flames came and went quickly. As the bursting fire slowly dissipated, the dozen Zergling it had enveloped were reduced to charred remains on the ground. The armor that could withstand the hacking of ordinary blades had shown no resistance against the bursting fireball. However, the Zergling that had been sent flying displayed immense vitality; they shook their heads, stood up from the ground, locked their gazes onto the mages, and roared before charging again!

However, before this Zergling could run three steps, a white dot suddenly appeared beneath its feet. The dot was incredibly cold, carrying a bone-chilling temperature that spread rapidly from under its feet. Even if the Zergling didn't understand magic, it didn't prevent them from recognizing the power of it. The Zergling's two thick hind legs immediately bent, storing a surge of powerful force before it leaped violently toward the distance.

"Crack, crack, crack..." But before the Zergling could escape, the white dot expanded faster than it could move. Centered on that white dot, a force of extreme cold surged up from the ground, freezing all Zergling within a three-meter radius into ice sculptures! Although the head and body of the leaping Zergling had cleared the frozen zone, its legs were not so lucky and were firmly encased in ice.

The Zergling let out two miserable howls. Watching the white frost spread from its legs onto its body, it began to struggle violently. Then, with a "crack!" sound, the legs frozen in the ice were severed directly from its body!

Red fire-element magic, white water and ice-element magic, green wood-element magic, yellow earth-element magic, and silver lightning magic covered the thousands of Zergling. In just one volley, the number of dead Zergling reached over two thousand. The remaining Zergling tasted the severity of the situation and finally stopped their charge, turning to flee toward the rear.

In the north, at the City Lord's Mansion in Morton, Ye You watched the scene transmitted by the Flying Ant, his right fingers tapping rhythmically on the wooden table beside his seat. "Tap, tap, tap..."

"My Emperor, these mages are quite fierce..." Ye Yi curled his lip.

"So what? Under the Emperor's invincible strategy, they have only death awaiting them!" Ye You flattered Ye You with a solemn face.

Ye You looked at the fleeing Level 5 mage being helped up by Yarman, Thomas, and the others, a relaxed smile appearing on the corner of his mouth. "The plan has succeeded by seventy percent. Brothers, go down and get some rest now. Tonight, we will crush the Kingdom's First Legion in one fell swoop!"

"You... are you the army of the Keren Kingdom? Wait, I recognize you, you are the Legion Commander of the Keren Kingdom's First Legion, Yarman!" The rescued mage, filled with gratitude and sorrow, had just raised his head when he pointed at Yarman in surprise.

Yarman observed the Level 5 mage closely, but he had no impression of him in his mind.

"It is normal that you don't remember me. It has been about twenty years. Back then, you were still a young man, heading to our country's Frossa Academy to study combat techniques..."

"Frossa Academy?" Everyone present was taken aback. They were shocked not because Yarman was an alumnus of Frossa Academy, but because they had caught the mage's words: "our country." He had clearly referred to it as "our country's Frossa Academy"...

Frossa Academy was one of the top three warrior academies in the Saint Paul Empire. This meant that this Level 5 mage was actually from the Empire!

"Respected mage, I might have been too young then to remember you. I do not know your name..." Yarman did not display the high-and-mighty attitude of a Legion Commander. On the contrary, facing a mage who was one level lower than him, his etiquette was impeccable.

Of course, everyone knew this was because of the Empire behind the mage.

"Ulysses, you can just call me Ulysses. I truly didn't expect that in just twenty years, you would have broken through to the stage of a Diamond Fighter!"

Thomas frowned slightly, interrupting the conversation between the two. "Mage Ulysses, the reminiscing might have to wait. The magical beasts that were hunting you are extremely brutal, so I hope to learn the reason you were being hunted. After all, a Zerg army is likely already on its way!"