"This must be a powerful Level Three Great Wizard. We must be careful when we get there, and absolutely must not provoke or offend this master."
Yilaien whispered a warning: a wizard who could kill so many native creatures in an army of billions and remain unharmed, and whose terrifying influence made the native army afraid to look at him, was very likely a top-tier level Great Wizard who was about to be promoted to Stigmata Wizard.
Only they possess such power to leave behind such terrifying traces that normal wizards could never achieve!
Only they possess such power, slaughtering the native army as if it were child's play!
These wizards usually don't participate in expeditions anymore; they'd all be in seclusion focusing on advancing their Stigmata Level. They never expected to be so lucky today, actually running into one.
When Yilaien's squad shed their giant disguises and quickly entered the fortress, they were incredibly humble and, with the mindset of a pilgrim, requested an audience with the Level Three Great Wizard Kaba, who had come to greet them.
I want to thank this Level Three Great Wizard in person, and if I am fortunate enough, I would like to serve Great Wizard for a while.
"Haha, you've misunderstood. We don't have any Level Three Great Wizard here. Our captain is only a First-Level Wizard."
Kaba laughed heartily. He had been quite puzzled by this question when he first encountered it: why were these foreign wizards so certain that there were very powerful Level Three Great Wizard here?
But after asking several times, Kaba understood their feelings and knew what had caused their misunderstanding.
To be honest, if he didn't know Leo's methods and hadn't witnessed the so-called atomic bomb explosion,
Upon first seeing the damage caused by such a terrifying attack, one would undoubtedly believe with absolute certainty that it was inflicted by a top-tier Level Three Great Wizard.
Level 1?
Yilaien and Malasha exchanged glances and saw the shock in each other's eyes. The other team members also looked at Kaba in disbelief. The captain of this last remaining fortress at the forefront was not even Level Two Wizard, but only a First-Level Wizard.
This isn't a joke, is it?
This news is even more unbelievable than the existence of Level Three Great Wizard here!
"I don't need to say much about our captain; you'll see when you meet him. There are currently 1,323 wizards inside the fortress, including you. You're all familiar with the layout and environment of the fortress, so please choose a suitable place to rest."
"The only thing is that the central secret chamber inside the fortress is where our captain commands. You must not disturb him. If you are discovered, we will remove you directly without going through the command center."
These wizards came to their fortress seeking refuge, so Kaba's attitude was naturally not very friendly. After giving a brief and clear introduction, he let the wizards do as they pleased.
Unless a wizard is completely brain-dead and doesn't want to live, they certainly wouldn't do anything to harm the fortress.
Kaba believed that these wizards, who had gone through countless hardships and tribulations to get here from the vast army of natives, would surely obey their orders.
Everyone has witnessed the terror of the native army; now the fortress is their only chance to survive.
The earlier groups of wizards had already confirmed Kaba's conjecture; this fortress, the only one that had survived on the front lines, was shrouded in mystery in the eyes of these wizards.
With attack power comparable to a top-tier Level Three Great Wizard, the terrifying situation where no native army dared to attack, and the most mysterious level one captain who never showed his face...
Regardless of their previous identities, they wouldn't dare to harbor any wicked thoughts now.
Kaba watched Yilaien and the others leave, then arrived at the door of the secret chamber. He nodded to the guard Benji, and respectfully addressed the people inside, saying, "Captain, there are a total of one hundred and thirty-four wizards this time, including eight at the second level. They have all been settled in."
"Master Kaba, I trust you with your work. These wizards are all under your command." Leo's slightly weary voice came from the secret room.
"Yes, Captain."
Kaba hesitated for a moment, then said with concern, "Captain, we haven't been attacked by the native army for a month. Shouldn't you relax a bit?"
In the past, Kaba would never have said such a thing. After all, they had no feelings for each other, didn't know each other before, and had no conflicts of interest. They only teamed up because of the mission.
But after spending more than a year together and witnessing Leo create so many miracles, if it weren't for Leo, their fortress would have been breached countless times, and these wizards would have been dead for who knows how long.
They also met wizards who had fled from other fortresses. Kaba and the other wizards had a deep respect for Leo, the first-level captain.
Such a captain cannot afford to get into trouble; if something were to happen to him, they wouldn't have the ability to fight their way out of the native army.
Therefore, Leo's health is their health, and Leo's physical health is their physical health.
"Thank you, I'm fine. The wizard army's counterattack is about to begin, you should prepare as soon as possible," Leo said in a slightly hoarse voice.
"Yes, Captain."
Kaba left, his mind racing because of Leo's words: if the captain said the wizard army's counterattack was about to begin, then the counterattack was definitely about to begin.
There are now over a thousand wizards inside the fortress, and during the counterattack, he can fully utilize these wizards to gain the maximum amount of merit.
If things go well, the merits he gains this time could exceed the sum of all his previous expeditions.
Thinking of this, Kaba's calm heart suddenly pounded violently!!!
Inside the sealed room,
Yaoyao Yao squatted listlessly on Leo's shoulder, because he hadn't left Leo's shoulder for more than a year since the battle.
If it weren't for his semi-illusory, semi-real body, which didn't require food or drink, he suspected he could fill this central command room to capacity.
" Leo, Kaba is right. Since you killed that level-three giant a month ago, no native armies have attacked anymore. Why don't we go out and do some more activity?"
Yaoyao glanced sideways, not daring to look Leo in the eye, while he could still run and jump around inside the secret room.
But Leo is practically inhuman, he's a machine...
He remained motionless for over a year, simply holding the Godslaying Staff and standing there for more than a year.
Maintaining one posture isn't a big deal, but this guy also took advantage of the gaps in the native army's defenses to replenish the energy inside the fortress countless times, and even added energy to the head of the Godslaying Staff when he had nothing else to do.
Leo persisted in this monotonous and repetitive daily routine for over a year without sleeping, which completely drove Yaoyao to the brink of collapse. He was simply inhuman!
Even if they share the same soul, Yaoyao is still incredibly impressed. Even a machine can make mistakes after running for over a year!
"It's alright, go out and have some fun if you want. The wizards' counterattack is expected to begin in about two weeks, and then we can finally relax."
Leo's eyes were bloodshot, his voice was hoarse, and he was physically and mentally exhausted. To outsiders, he seemed to have unimaginable perseverance and to be acting like an extremely crazy ascetic.
But only he himself knew that if it weren't for his foundation in body tempering, he wouldn't know how he had managed to persevere.
He can't afford to give up. If he makes even the slightest mistake and the native army catches him, the entire fortress will be breached in an instant.
To outsiders, he possessed unimaginable strength, having killed a million-strong native army and deterred subsequent native armies from attacking the fortress.
But only he knew that every attack by the native army pushed him to his limits. Even if the native army increased its attacking force by just a fraction of a percent, the fortress would suffer severe damage.
Fortunately, thanks to the thirty-seven atomic bombs, he initially imprinted the image of the fortress as invincible in the minds of all the natives, making their subsequent attacks seem so pointless.
In addition, his and Yaoyao's occasional bursts of level three attack power solidified the fortress's terrifying image of invincibility.
What we see now is that more than a million native soldiers perished within five kilometers of the fortress, and the lingering aura of death has made this place a veritable land of calamity and death.
The heads of twenty-seven level-three creatures were placed at the very edge of the sinkhole, serving as the most compelling evidence that this place was a deathly place of great calamity.
This is also Leo's achievement, the most dazzling brilliance on Leo's medal of honor!
Why did the native army stop attacking the fortress?
The deaths of over a million native soldiers were one aspect, but more importantly, there were the twenty-seven lingering Level 3 auras that remained even after death.
Leo cut off the heads of all the level-three enemies he had killed and ordered Kaba others to place them at the front, their eyes filled with resentment and fear as they stared at every attacking native.
Fear from the depths of their souls, and a deep-seated, innate terror, caused the entire native army to bypass the fortress.
The war, which lasted for more than a year, turned the area around the Polyhedral Fortress into a no-go zone for the native army; not a single native dared to glance at the fortress.
Peace is always built on mountains of corpses and seas of blood!
From the perspective of the native army, when you gather the power of the entire world and confidently charge towards the battlefield of the gods, vowing to kill the evil life that has descended for the dignity of the gods.
You gaze upon a world army so terrifying you've never seen before, so numerous it could dam rivers and flatten mountains. Countless powerful beings emanate an aura that sends shivers down your spine. This absolute strength gives you an unwavering belief in victory.
Not just you, you can feel that every comrade-in-arms is so full of fighting spirit.
Even the people I usually hate the most have become so kind and easy to talk to right now.
I thought it would be a crushing battle, but the first thing I saw when I stepped onto the battlefield was a row of the legendary heads of our ancestors hanging up, facing us.