Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 415 - 34: The Power of Three Strikes

Listening to this somewhat familiar voice, Jimmy couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time.

The medicine had been taken and the last words spoken, yet suddenly, he no longer had to die.

Jimmy relaxed his stance, the Magic Power flooding his body receded like the tide, and his physique shrank back to its normal form.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it seems our luck is still holding out."

Jimmy’s voice was somewhat weak, his cellular energy was already overdrawed, and even if he hadn’t launched that strike, it would have only delayed his weakness.

"The item the dean sent us has finally arrived."

Upon hearing this, the faces of the people at the command center brightened up, unconsciously relaxing.

Although they had braced themselves for death in battle, who would choose death if they could live.

"But it’s a bit tricky to get hold of this thing," Adams said with some concern, looking at the light in the distance that had changed from ghostly blue to crimson red, "We need to carve a path through these treemen."

A fierce look flashed across Jimmy’s face as he spoke in a slightly ferocious tone, "Use the Magic Support Vehicle for a saturation strike, with the White Wizard Army assisting at the sides.

These treemen, no matter how quickly they absorb the Fire Element, can’t match the casting speed of the Magic Support Vehicle!"

Adams nodded slightly upon hearing this, "Alright, I’ll make arrangements right away."

After saying this, he glanced at the distant red light.

He always felt that this red light seemed somewhat familiar.

...

Behind the treemen, standing on the back of the giant Floating Mother Body, Richard breathed a sigh of relief.

Around him, numerous Floating Cannons were flying out from the compartments in the back of the giant Floating Mother Body. Accompanied by Spider-shaped Armed Puppets, they swiftly harvested the lives of the treemen.

Although the treemen were integrated in personality and connected in energy, they were still individual entities.

But against Spider-shaped Armed Puppets that initially appeared to be able to slay wizards, these treemen seemed somewhat frail.

Their unified Shield might have been solid, but it was still weak against the bombardment of the Floating Cannon Group and the Demon-breaking limbs of the Spider-shaped Puppets.

The synchronized firing of tens of thousands of Floating Cannons was nearly as powerful as an Elemental Storm.

And when these concentrated firings focused on certain points, even the Energy Barrier of a Great Wizard could be breached.

"Ga, if we had been a bit later, that kid named Jimmy would have perished along with these trees."

Ulysses stood on Richard’s shoulder, his eyes gleaming faintly, continually scanning the surrounding environment.

These days, they had been traveling almost day and night, and even during meditation, Richard had Ulysses carry him on the road.

From the Ancient Battlefield to the Poison Swamp, it took Richard just one day, but from the Poison Swamp to here, it took him a full month.

This was not only because of the long distance—the Ancient Battlefield and Floating City were on opposite sides of the world—but also because of the Insect Tide they encountered along the way.

Three months was far from sufficient for all the World Tree Subbodies to reach the side near Floating City.

But fortunately, after breaking through the Insect Tide, there were no more obstacles in the remaining journey.

All the Biological Weapons within more than a thousand kilometers near the Floating City area had been summoned by the World Tree Subbodies to serve as cannon fodder.

Otherwise, his journey time might have been exponentially longer.

Richard spoke in a somewhat cheerful tone, "We arrived just in time, have you spotted those World Tree Subbodies?"

"Not too bad, these World Tree Subbodies aren’t hard to find."

As he spoke, Ulysses suddenly radiated a majestic Holy Light, a link of the soul connected to Richard, allowing Richard to share Ulysses’ vision.

In Ulysses’ view, those World Tree Subbodies all glowed with a faint light.

Hidden among the ordinary treemen, they were like stars in the night.

"There are so many, it seems the other wizards are slow in cleaning up these World Tree Subbodies."

In Ulysses’ view, there were at least a hundred World Tree Subbodies nearby.

This was after the wizards had already cleaned up the nearby World Tree Subbodies.

"Can you handle it?" Ulysses asked, "If not, we need to break through quickly."

At this moment, some of the treemen who had reacted were turning around, walking towards Richard.

And beneath the giant Floating Mother Body, numerous large vines were emerging.

By the looks of it, they were about to wrap around the giant Floating Mother Body.

"There’s no way we can handle them all," Richard said, disconnecting the link, his tone still light,

"The real protagonist is still the item from the dean."

That said, Richard gestured behind him and a White Bear, which the dean had entrusted him to escort, came to his side.

"Roar!"

Richard pointed ahead and commanded, "Charge forward, and don’t stop unless I say so."

As soon as he finished speaking, before Richard could react, the White Bear charged forward like a flash of white lightning, reaching the forefront of the battlefield in just a few blinks of an eye.

With a loud roar, the soil and rocks on the ground flowed up his body like water, forming a set of black stone Armor.

Immediately after that, the White Bear struck a pose, and the Magic Power from the surrounding environment surged towards him.

Richard watched intently; this move was exactly the Unity of Heaven and Man that Jimmy had used to demonstrate the power of Physique Evolution.

In the next moment, the White Bear slapped out a bright fist-light which swept through the forest like a road roller, creating a broad path.

Dozens of treemen blocking the path were shattered to pieces by this single punch.

"Truly powerful," Richard exclaimed, "This bear could probably take on three of me."

"Three?" Ulysses chimed in, "I think without five, you wouldn’t even have a chance to run."

Richard’s face stiffened slightly, a bit indignant, "You’re underestimating me a little. My strength isn’t weak."

Ulysses’s eyes twinkled as he continued to watch the White Bear intently.

"Your strength isn’t weak, but this bear is stronger than you think. The strength it’s displaying is only a fraction of its capability."

"It still harbors immense unreleased power."

Speaking, Ulysses even trembled slightly.

After the polar bear began to move, he faintly sensed a whiff of the aura of death.

"It’s that strong? No wonder the dean said that with it, we could largely clinch victory in the wars with the Outer World."

Richard was slightly startled and immediately established a psychic connection with the spider-shaped armed puppets by his side, and the gigantic floating mother body beneath him.

"Do not linger in battle, push forward with full force."

The order issued, all the spider-shaped armed puppets, and all the floating cannons paused momentarily.

[Command confirmed: Advance with full force.]

In the next instant, what was once a somewhat scattered puppet squad suddenly transformed into a sharp spearhead.

A massive barrage from the floating cannons, paired with the combat prowess of the spider-shaped armed puppets, which could rival a Three Rings Wizard, forcefully breached through even though the treants had completed their Second Level Gestalt connection.

Not to mention the enormous floating mother body lurking behind these puppets.

Although the primary role of the gigantic floating mother body was not to charge into battle, its combat abilities were not weak at all.

For it, obstructing treants were merely leg-raise away.

Not to mention the defense guns it was equipped with.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt thick as a large tree swiftly targeted Richard, coming right behind the floating mother body.

Boom!

Beneath the gigantic floating mother body, massive vine tentacles also surged out from the ground, securely binding it in place.

But Richard was not the slightest bit panicked.

"I say, there is no thunder here."

With Ulysses’s low voice entering alongside the Holy Light, the mighty thunderbolt dissipated in mid-air following this seemingly ordinary sentence.

The Divine Speech Skill was simply that unreasonable.

Richard glanced at the World Tree Subbody that had unleashed the thunderbolt, swung his arm, and immediately thousands of floating cannons flew towards it.

The group of floating cannons bore the damage, encircled the World Tree Subbody, and trapped it with a delayed force field.

In just ten seconds, the floating cannons unleashed tens of thousands of light cannon shots, reducing the World Tree Subbody to ashes.

Richard diverted his gaze and muttered to himself: "Although I can’t kill all, killing one or two is still feasible."

...

In the distance, the command center’s personnel stared agape at the scene.

"Is it over just like that?" A White Wizard incredulously asked those around him, "Are those the new strategic weapons released by the Tesla Chamber of Commerce?"

"No," a Three Rings Wizard, half of his body mechanical, shook his head, "Not a product of the Tesla Chamber of Commerce.

Unless he is a member of Tesla Chamber of Commerce’s internal team, otherwise..."

"That’s a weapon of the Lost One," another wizard interjected.

Saying this, he took out a crystal ball from his pocket, which sealed inside was a similar floating cannon.

He spoke enviously, "During the pre-war meeting, this person didn’t stand out. I didn’t expect him to be able to control the weapons of the Lost One."

The weapons of the Lost One were all extraordinary, and the weapons Richard was controlling now couldn’t even be described as mere ’items.’

Richard had obtained a batch of the Lost One’s weapons.

"It seems Adams’s Magic Support Vehicle was called in vain," Jimmy said pensively as he looked at the group of floating cannons, "Without us, Richard could have broken through on his own."

Saying that, a polar bear clad in stone armor struck a punch, plowing a path towards the Floating City. Immediately after, dark spider-shaped puppets quickly expanded the breach, preparing to escort the gigantic floating mother body out.

At that moment, Adams finally completed mobilizing the Magic Support Vehicle.

With his command, a sky-full of fire rained down precisely alongside Richard, bombarding the treants on either side into slag.

Taking advantage of the cover, Richard, along with the gigantic floating mother body, swiftly burst through the sea of treants.

As soon as they entered, the White Wizard Army immediately began their counterattack.

Without significant losses, an immense volume of fireballs again triggered a Fire Element Storm, briefly halting the treants’ advance.

"Master Jimmy, long time no see," Richard, along with the polar bear, flew next to Jimmy, "Mission accomplished, as the dean assigned."

Jimmy looked at the polar bear, a relief smile appearing on his face.

He turned to Richard with a smile, "You came just in time, boy. A moment later, and you wouldn’t have seen me anymore."

Richard laughed heartily in response, "Arriving early is not as good as arriving timely. Now it’s your turn, master."

Jimmy, chuckling, patted Richard on the shoulder, then flew next to the polar bear.

In an instant, Jimmy actually merged into the polar bear.

"Richard, you must have been very curious all along the road why the dean wanted you to deliver this item," Jimmy’s voice came from the polar bear’s mouth, giving Richard the illusion the polar bear had become anthropomorphized.

Richard honestly replied, "Indeed, the polar bear is potent, but it wouldn’t be enough to turn the tide of a battlefield."

"On its own, this beast puppet indeed cannot," the polar bear walked up to Richard, facing the distant sea of treants.

"But this beast puppet is merely a box; what it carries inside is what you were really supposed to deliver."

"What’s inside?" Richard asked with some anticipation.

Just then, the polar bear squared up, retracting its arms, ready to strike.

"What’s inside is—"

The polar bear swiped out.

"The Dean’s Tri-Force Punch!"

A pillar of punching light, like a storm, flashed through the sea of treants.

After the storm, a vast swath of the sea of treants simply vanished, as if evaporated.