Wizard: I Can Refine Everything

Chapter 89: Chapter 89 Academy War (8)

Orey’s command stopped many of the apprentices in their tracks. These Wizard Apprentices were not old peasants temporarily conscripted by the nobles; they had received battlefield training in the Academy.

Now, they merely lacked experience.

However, many apprentices completely panicked. Even though Orey had given the order, they still ran back in blind panic, completely disregarding the increasingly serious expression on Orey’s face in the sky.

“Still running?”

Orey shouted in anger, then pulled out a magic wand from his Magic Pocket and waved it at a fleeing apprentice.

Bang!

A pale purple lightning bolt shot from the wand and struck the apprentice directly.

Before the apprentice could activate his Magic Barrier, the lightning turned him into char.

“Anyone else who runs will end up like this!” Orey shouted loudly.

The example was a deterrent, and the remaining apprentices finally stopped in their tracks and began to arrange themselves according to Orey’s commands.

The White Wizards had different formations depending on the enemy they faced.

In a situation like the present, Orey chose the most conservative Number One formation.

He knew that this group of apprentices under him could not withstand major casualties.

And the Number One formation was particularly outstanding in defense.

Number One formation was a semicircle; the outermost layer specialized in defense and close combat response, the next layer specialized in long-range attacks, the third layer served as support and firepower replenishment, and the last layer was the command layer, Orey’s position.

Apprentices arranged themselves according to the formations they had learned in the Academy, having been specifically trained for their roles and having no doubts about where they should stand.

Unfortunately, most of the apprentices were not on Orey’s side at the moment, hence his formation looked very peculiar.

The outermost layer, which should have had the most people, now had the fewest. The third layer, which should have had the fewest, now had the most.

But at this moment, Orey had no time to care about these details; having a formation meant having organization, and having organization was better than no organization.

“Advance north!” Orey commanded.

At this moment, on the north side of the resource point, the apprentices from the Void Wizard Academy were massacring left and right.

Anderson’s black robe continuously dripped blood downward, and his longsword was also covered in fresh blood, emitting a strange red light.

“Ha ha, Black Tower Academy was right, these White Wizards are indeed as weak as chickens.”

Anderson laughed loudly, turning around to split an incoming fireball into two.

The bursting flames swept over his body, but a light red barrier blocked all the Fire Elements.

He strode forward, heading towards the apprentice who had launched the spell. His presence was like an evil ghost from hell, frightful enough to shatter the courage of ordinary people with a single glance.

But the spell-casting apprentice was no ordinary person either; dressed in a white Wizard Robe, his heroic face and long white hair fluttered on the battlefield. Facing the fierce Anderson, there wasn’t a trace of panic in his eyes.

The white-haired apprentice pointed his finger, and several Ice Cones appeared by his side, rotating and shooting towards Anderson.

Anderson, undeterred, raised his red sword and deflected the incoming Ice Cones.

Seeing that the spell was ineffective, the white-haired apprentice stepped back, waved his Magic Wand, and a cloud of white fog emitted from the wand’s tip, enveloping Anderson.

“Ice Fog Skill?”

Anderson frowned, recognizing what this spell was.

Ice Fog Skill was a spell aimed at individuals with exceptional Physique, as the micro ice crystals within the fog would enter the organism’s body through the skin and respiratory pathways, causing them to become sluggish and even frostbitten.

This was also the initial version of the Ice Fog Skill.

Nowadays, most Wizard Apprentices would modify the Ice Fog Skill to enhance its maintenance time and even its freezing damage Energy Level.

It seemed like this white-haired apprentice was no ordinary person; the Ice Fog Skill had likely been modified by him.

Thus, even though Anderson was an Advanced Apprentice, he did not dare to be unprotected.

“The Ice Fog Skill I’ve modified has smaller ice crystal particles, higher penetration efficiency, and greater damage.”

The voice of the white-haired apprentice came from outside the fog.

“Specifically to deal with you brutes who rely on brute strength.”

But within the fog, a fiendish smirk curled the corners of Anderson’s lips.

“Brute strength?”

He suddenly glowed in his eyes, staring directly at the position of the white-haired apprentice.

“So playing close combat means I’m a brute?”

Suddenly, a spiritual tentacle shot out from Anderson, instantly breaking through the white-haired apprentice’s mental defenses.

Anderson was not a physically focused Alchemy Wizard Apprentice; he was a genuine Soul Wizard Apprentice. He only engaged in close combat because he had learned a spell from the Imaginary God that was helpful for melee, and secondly, to deceive naive individuals like the white-haired apprentice. @@novelbin@@

Who told you that melee combatants must specialize in physical strength?

As Anderson’s spiritual power wreaked havoc, blood started dripping unceasingly from the white-haired apprentice’s eye sockets, nose, and even ears.

At this moment, his skull had turned into mush, and brain matter mixed with blood continuously flowed out of his orifices.

After dealing with the white-haired apprentice, Anderson walked out of the ice fog, moving his body.

The effects of the Ice Fog Skill were indeed powerful; he had only stayed inside for less than two seconds, and his body had stiffened, with some areas having turned ominously black from frostbite.

If this apprentice had been more experienced in combat, Anderson might have actually encountered difficulty in the ensuing fight.

Anderson scanned the battlefield; by now, those White Wizards with poor mental fortitude and timidity had almost been wiped out, and the remaining White Wizard Apprentices had finally regrouped, gathering in groups of three or five to start fighting back against the Black Wizards.

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