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Chapter 93: Chapter 91: Apprentice War (Part 10)

Under the cover of night, the Black Wizard Apprentices silently advanced toward the White Wizard Apprentices’ camp, yet the camp’s inhabitants remained blissfully unaware. @@novelbin@@

They gathered in small groups around the bonfire, discussing their future with each other.

Then the spells descended.

Boom!

The sudden burst of spell explosion startled the apprentices, who all stood up and looked in the direction of the noise.

But before they could discern what was happening, spells rained down on them like hail.

“Enemy attack! Enemy attack!” a White Wizard Apprentice shouted in panic.

Chaos reigned in the camp as the White Wizard Apprentices were caught off guard by the night attack and scrambled towards the resource point in a frantic dash.

“Gather! Everyone, keep it together!”

A commanding shout rose above the crowd as Greg quickly enlarged into a towering figure over three meters tall. Earth spread over the giant’s body, forming a set of Earth Element Armor.

“Organize a counterattack! All squad leaders, organize a counterattack! Deserters will be treated as such!”

Greg roared and turned to charge at the attackers.

The Black Wizard Apprentices, draped in black robes, resembled Death Gods reaping souls in the darkness, but they hastily dodged when faced with Greg.

The gulf between average and top-tier apprentices couldn’t simply be bridged by a single Black Wizard.

Greg let out another roar, stunning several Black Wizard Apprentices. He stomped the ground, and spikes of stone erupted, impaling the disoriented adversaries.

Greg’s actions undoubtedly brought some calm to the White Wizard Apprentices, whose fear instantly dissipated amidst the comforting presence of a powerful ally.

“Regroup and teach these Black Wizard Apprentices a lesson,”

“Let them see the might of we White Wizards!”

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The squad leaders among the White Wizards began to rally their apprentices for a counterattack, but soon they witnessed a sight that made their legs buckle.

“I thought we were up against a top-level apprentice, but it’s just an Advanced Apprentice with a fused bloodline.”

Aldo’s eyes, filled with Soul Fire, swirled intensely as two undead creatures resembling canines emerged from the woods, constantly clashing with Greg, each strike ripping large swaths from Greg’s Armor.

In addition to these two undead beings, a monstrous bone serpent over ten meters in length slithered out of the forest, heading straight for the camp.

“50 meters ahead, prepare the Fireball Technique!”

A squad leader barked orders, but before the apprentices could cast their spells, the giant serpent disrupted their formation and sliced open the leader with its bone spikes, spilling blood everywhere.

The White Wizard Apprentices attempted to counterattack, but the serpent’s body seemed as durable as iron. Their spells at best left shallow marks and at worst, only black smudges.

“Damn it!”

Greg wanted to turn back and provide support but was tightly bound by the two undead chasing him. Any slip would enable them, along with Aldo, to tear him to shreds.

“Cackle, you’re still too green compared to Secret Keeper Academy.”

Aldo laughed wickedly as he watched the White Wizard Apprentices getting slaughtered in the camp. Without formation and command, the individual quality of the average Black Wizard Apprentice was far superior to that of their White counterparts. In the melee, the White Apprentices had no choice but to collapse in defeat.

This was true for Clear Frost Academy, and Aurora Academy was no different.

“Today, I shall offer eighty-eight heads to my God, to cleanse the shame of this day.”

Anderson shouted fanatically while his long sword continuously claimed the lives of White Wizards.

At his side, apprentices from Void Academy were relentlessly harvesting the lives of Aurora Academy’s White Wizard Apprentices.

Representing Aurora Academy, Menasi had to stand up and boost the morale of his fellow apprentices.

“Fanatic, I didn’t expect to run into something like you.”

Menasi’s eyes blazed with Soul Fire like two torches.

He wielded a White Bone Wand, and summoned a over three-meter-tall skeleton general clad in Alchemy Armor, looking imposing and majestic.

“An Undead Wizard? If I had known, I’d have asked for help from Annihilation Academy,” Anderson grumbled, displeased at the sight of the skeleton general.

The skeleton general’s lack of flesh meant it couldn’t provide sustenance for him.

“Losing the battle and not hastening to build defenses, have the Black Wizard Apprentices lost their minds?”

Menasi manipulated the skeleton general towards Anderson, drying up and turning to mummies any Black Wizard Apprentices that came into contact with it.

“Losing the battle?” Anderson sneered coldly. “What business is the power of Secret Keeper Academy to Aurora Academy?”

With that, Anderson pulled another long sword from his Magic Pocket and with swords in both hands, his aura transformed once more. Looking at Menasi, his gaze was unflinching, like a Death God regarding the dead or an old Sword Saint watching a challenger.

“…False Personality!” Menasi recognized Anderson’s technique, and the Soul Fire in his eyes jumped violently.

“Aren’t you afraid of being overwhelmed by the False Personality, never to return?”

Anderson lifted his long swords, drawing a cross in the air.

“I’ve dedicated my body and soul to my God, and death holds no regrets for me.”

“Madman!”

Menasi cursed angrily, then multitasked, controlling the skeleton general while using Undead Magic to harass Anderson.

He knew that relying solely on the skeleton general would mean certain death.

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