Hundreds of wizards, large and small, combined their magic arrays, along with tens of thousands of warships, an army of tens of millions of slaves, a mothership, and the Beast Blood Boiling Stigmata Wizard himself, relentlessly attacked the ten-thousand-meter-tall metal giant for two whole years.
To put it bluntly, they were like flies drawn to rotten eggs, fixated on the metal giant, determined to find a crack in his body.
The attacking army surrounded the metal giant from top to bottom. Their sheer numbers allowed them to deploy their troops from the sky to the ground. Their meticulously calculated attack formation ensured that their firepower output had no gaps, and their massive battle formation stretched for dozens of kilometers.
Years of continuous fighting would take a toll even on the strongest body, so the wizard army needed to take turns resting and fighting.
The metal giant is terrifying. It hasn't changed at all in two years, and its attack power is still incredibly strong. Even with millisecond-level command from its central hub, it can still seize opportunities and easily capsize several warships with a single attack.
In his hands, a 500-meter-long warship was like a cheap toy; he could crush it with his large hands and pulverize it.
His hand was not a hand; it was over a kilometer long and taller than an ordinary mountain.
The slave army and the wizards combined their battle formations and kept rapidly changing positions to avoid being targeted by him. In the entire expeditionary force, only the Beast Blood Boiling Stigmata Wizard could withstand one of his attacks; the rest could not.
Even though they dodged the attack, the aftershocks from the metal giant's attack caused immense suffering to the slave army.
What appears to be a casual, seemingly harmless punch can actually create enough air shockwaves to shatter mountains ten kilometers away.
Pure physical attacks; any life in the path of his punches will be torn to shreds.
The remaining 30 million slaves, even after having their defenses amplified and attacks strengthened by the Beast Blood Boiling Stigmata Wizard using activated metal, were still able to survive.
But against the metallic giant before them, even the amplified defense was as flimsy as paper; the shockwaves alone were enough to kill a large number of enemies without even needing to be hit.
As for the enhanced physical attack power, it's the same as not enhancing it at all when dealing with this metal giant.
The slaves who tried to tear the metal giant apart with their claws and teeth have already shown those who come after them how unreliable this method is, with their own corpses.
Even if you smash their teeth, you can't leave a single tiny mark on the metal giant.
If there's any significant gain from these two years of continuous attacks, it's that the wounds inflicted by the Beast Blood Boiling Stigmata Wizard's magic are no longer a hundred meters long, but have reached two hundred meters.
Although the metal giant could fully heal within a few breaths, all the wizards could see that its regenerative abilities were weakening.
This is the only hope we can see in this arduous siege!
The beating continued, and they spread the battlefield to almost one-tenth of the Rota World. After paying the price of ten million slave soldiers dead, half a million wizards killed, and thousands of warships destroyed, the surviving wizards finally received the order from the Beast Blood Boiling Stigmata Wizard.
"The slave army spared no effort to hold off the metal giant."
"Using each wizard's combined magic circle as a node, a super-massive Level-Surpassing Amplification Magic Array can be formed."
Hearing the cold, ruthless commands of the Beast Blood Boiling Stigmata Wizard, every slave seemed to feel a call from the underworld.
There were still over 20 million slaves left. Their mission was to hold off the terrifying 10,000-meter-tall metal giant and buy the wizards enough time—a death mission indeed.
The terrifying metal giant, standing tens of thousands of meters tall, has demonstrated its absolute strength with four years of impressive achievements.
That was a power that surpassed all life, a terrifying life form that none of them could shake!
But not a single slave dared to refuse, or rather, not a single one dared to hesitate; they all charged toward the metal giant with their final roars.
To hold him back, we can't use ranged attacks, as they won't be able to control the battlefield. We have to fight him in close combat. Only in this way can we stop him and prevent him from interfering with the wizard army's plans.
The slave army launched a final, desperate charge against the metal giant. As the attacks of the other wizards and warships ceased, the metal giant shifted its focus to the slave army.
With a casual swing of his arms, which stretched over three thousand meters, he could send clouds of blood mist flying into the sky. Each attack tore hundreds of thousands of slaves apart.
With a casual punch, the heavens and earth roared, and a blood mist corridor stretching for tens of kilometers instantly appeared within the slave army, with corpses falling like a torrential rain.
Under such terrifying attacks, there is no longer any clear distinction between different levels; the outcome is always death upon contact.
The distance from when they launched their charge to the metal giant's body was only a few kilometers, a buffer distance they had originally left to protect themselves.
But now, this distance is their death distance!
Every slave knew that this distance was a prelude to their death, a path they would have to pave with corpses.
A distance of just a few kilometers is but a fleeting moment in the eyes of anyone with strength above a certain level.
But now, after paying an unknown price in deaths, they finally reached the metal giant.
Tens of millions of slaves densely surrounded the metal giant, and countless attacks struck the metal giant, producing deafening booms.
Countless slaves crawled all over his body, attacking him relentlessly with their sharp claws.
The metal giant showed no anger. After fusing with that cosmic-level metal body four years ago, he had lost all emotional expression and become a cold, lifeless metal being.
The slaves' close-range attack successfully kept the metal giant rooted to the spot, causing him to frantically pat himself down.
His actions seemed no different from swatting a mosquito, but each swatter caused the entire world to reverberate with a sonic boom.
With each slap, the army of slaves on his body would fall off like raindrops.
Each time he raised his hand, a waterfall of blood flowed from his massive, over a thousand-meter-long palm.
Seeing that the slave army had successfully slowed down the metal giant, all the wizards quickly moved towards the designated position behind the metal giant as instructed, and Leo also led ten thousand Elemental Wizard to fly towards their destination.
During the flight, Leo glanced at Yaoyao Yao, who understood Leo meaning, Yaoyao, and disappeared instantly.
When Leo arrived at the designated location, the original five million wizards who had started the expedition had dwindled to only four million, all of whom had gathered there.
Four years of arduous coordinated battles have enabled four million wizards to move rapidly using their original battle formations as the basic unit.
The command center on the mothership rapidly adjusted the changes in the wizard army, striving to assemble a super-giant Level-Surpassing Amplification Magic Array as quickly as possible.
If it were the start of an expedition, it would take a certain amount of time to assemble four million wizards into an ideal battle formation.
But now, after four years, all wizards have become accustomed to the combination formations and can complete it at the fastest speed.
Every moment, countless slaves die; they must complete the colossal, Level-Surpassing Amplification Magic Array before all slaves perish.
If they haven't finished before all the slaves die, they will be hunted down by the metal giants, which will seriously affect the progress of the subsequent battle.
When Yaoyao returned to Leo Leo's shoulder and nodded to him, the wizard army finally stopped adjusting, and the four million wizards combined to form the most perfect Level-Surpassing Amplification Magic Array.
This time, the magic circle no longer uses a single wizard as an energy node, but rather uses ten thousand wizards as a unit for energy nodes.
It's unimaginable what kind of terrifying amplification such a colossal, Level-Surpassing Amplification Magic Array would unleash!
The Beast Blood Boiling Stigmata Wizard appeared in his true form at the center of the magic circle, and with a casual wave of his hand, the entire magic circle was activated instantly.
The indescribable energy fluctuations made it seem as if a ten-thousand-meter-tall metal giant had reappeared in the Rota World.
As a member of a small node, Leo could only sense the immense energy that surged around him in an instant, which blurred his vision.
He was like a small sailboat sailing on a boundless sea, which could be capsized by huge waves at any moment.
The light in the Rota World dimmed, as if dusk had arrived early.
Everything was beyond Leo's accumulated knowledge. He couldn't understand the current energy changes at all, nor could he figure out what to do next.
All it knows is to quietly be a cog in the machine within the magic circle, ensuring that the energy from the entire world passes safely and smoothly through its small node.
The figure of the Beast Blood Boiling Stigmata Wizard was already submerged in energy so dense it had become tangible; only a pair of bright, undisguised eyes shone, his lofty demeanor resembling the judgmental eyes of a god hanging high in the sky.
He looked at the metal giant being entangled by the slave army, a sinister smile on his lips.
He brandished his spiked club and staff incessantly, influencing the energy changes of the entire magic circle, while chanting profound incantations that no one could understand.
None of the wizards dared to move, for fear of affecting the energy transmission of the magic circle.
But all eyes were now focused on the Beast Blood Boiling Stigmata Wizard who was chanting a spell.
If a Level-Five Elemental Body Tempering Stigmata Wizard can use Level-Surpassing Amplification Magic Array composed of four million wizards to cross levels, and also chant incantations, then the magic released must be extraordinary.
No wizard is not looking forward to this moment, which may be the closest most wizards will ever come to high-level witchcraft.
The high-pitched and indifferent voice of the Beast Blood Boiling Stigmata Wizard Beast Blood Boiling Stigmata Wizard echoed continuously throughout the world, as if even this world was being manipulated and affected by him.
The metal giant was still entangled with the army of slaves on his body, completely unaware that the space around him was rapidly changing colors.
The space he was in seemed to be separated from the normal space; his location in the space was being divided away.
The two World Lord, now fused with cosmic-level metallic bodies, have completely lost their independent thought and are unable to perceive even such an obvious crisis.