Wizard: Start with Biological Transformation to Grind Experience-Chapter 120 - 028: Brave Soldier

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

"Huff! Huff!"

Hordes of skeletons and zombies charged in from all around, entangling themselves in a violent battle against the soldiers in the forest.

In an instant, the situation took a drastic turn for the worse!

Though the soldiers were numerous and well-equipped, the forest was teeming with vengeful eyeballs, releasing dense waves of necrosis beams that were impossible to avoid.

Regular soldiers would collapse after being hit three to five times by these beams, and even Apprentice Knights couldn’t withstand too many strikes.

The most appropriate course of action at this moment was undoubtedly to temporarily retreat and regroup. Isaac, being a soldier with admirable discipline, immediately recognized this and swung his Cross Sword in an attempt to command the soldiers to retreat.

However, it was only then that he realized their retreat path had already been blocked by the crowded zombies and skeletons.

The indiscriminate attacks from the necrosis beams hit these undead creatures as well, but the effects were utterly ineffective on them—by their nature, they were already lifeless and incapable of dying a second time.

Leveraging this inherent advantage, the battle swiftly turned in favor of the undead. Ordinary soldiers began collapsing one by one, and even Apprentice Knights started experiencing casualties. Within a mere short moment, Isaac’s forces had already lost nearly a third of their manpower.

At this juncture, Rolf finally made his move.

He pulled out a Space Pocket, grabbed a handful of snowflake-like substances, and scattered them into the air.

"Whoosh!"

A fierce wind surged through, sweeping up the snowflakes high into the air. They rapidly spread toward the surrounding tree trunks, freezing them visibly with incredible speed wherever the snowflakes touched.

High-level Apprentice Magic: [Freeze].

This was Rolf’s signature spell, refined through years of practice to reach a level of mastery. Enhanced by the specially purified Snowflake Powder for casting, the spell’s effectiveness could reach a proficient level, capable of freezing energy at nearly 40 degrees below.

Frost swept across the twisted tree trunks, freezing them one by one. As the trees became encased in ice, the relentless necrosis beams abruptly ceased.

Following Isaac’s actions, the other Mid-level and Low-level Wizard Apprentices in the unit began casting their own spells—they summoned Elemental Shields and treated the necrotic injuries of the soldiers. Only transcendent power could counter transcendent threats.

"The Master Wizards have joined the battle! Don’t panic! Stand with me and face the enemy!"

With the disruption caused by the necrosis beams gone, the fight became much easier for the ordinary soldiers. Coupled with Isaac’s command and coordination, the once-chaotic battle formation began to stabilize progressively.

Just as the tide of the battle seemed to turn favorably, a colossal giant suddenly emerged from the depths of the forest.

It was an utterly horrifying entity, standing over three meters tall—a towering iron bulk covered in densely stitched wounds resembling menacing centipedes.

The giant rushed straight into the throng of men without any weapons, swinging its fists as it joined the battle.

The force behind its punches was astonishing. Each swing carried a ferocious gust of wind that knocked soldiers into the air. Direct hits sent four or five soldiers flying at once, killing them instantly.

An Apprentice Knight nearby attempted to intercept, wielding his Cross Sword, but the giant’s punch was terrifyingly fast. Before the knight could react, his head was crushed into pulp.

"Such overwhelming strength!"

Isaac’s face turned grim. Why hadn’t the intelligence mentioned such a formidable combatant among the enemy ranks?

Though he cursed internally, Isaac understood this wasn’t the time to dwell on it. Realizing the Apprentice Knights couldn’t counter this foe, he, as the strongest fighter present, immediately rushed forward with his Cross Sword to confront the monster.

But as soon as he got near, the giant swung a devastating punch straight at him.

"Whoosh!"

The fierce sound of wind howled violently. Before the punch even landed, Isaac felt the oppressive force rushing toward him. At this moment, he finally grasped the enormity of the monster’s strength—the power contained in its fists undoubtedly rivaled...

A High-level Knight!

Cold dread washed over Isaac as he regretted his impulsive charge. In a panic, he quickly shifted from offense to defense, raising his Cross Sword to block.

"Bang!"

A thunderous impact rang out. Isaac felt an unstoppable force smashing into his body, as if every bone within him might shatter. He could even vividly sense his skeletal structure trembling violently.

The sheer strike sent him flying, crashing headfirst into a massive tree trunk, splitting it cleanly in two, though it would normally require several people to encircle.

"Master!"

"Lord Isaac!"

Seeing Isaac heavily injured, the soldiers’ faces changed drastically, especially the knights following him. They were acutely aware of the significance of their mission. Isaac, as their critical liaison, could not under any circumstances be lost.

Aside from Isaac, only four others possessed Knight-Level strength—two were busy directing the battlefield, while the other two guarded Rolf closely to ensure his safety.

As the giant stormed toward Isaac once more, Rolf furrowed his brow and directed the two knights near him, "Go help him."

"Yes, sir!"

Eager to intervene earlier, the two knights immediately rushed forward wielding their Cross Swords, engaging the giant in fierce combat.

Rolf observed the unfolding situation, ensuring it was stable before shifting his focus. Activating his Spiritual Field, he scanned the surroundings quickly.

Necromancy.

Rolf was baffled at the major discrepancies in their intelligence. Could this have been the work of that Mid-level Apprentice under Avery? He had heard how Ghost Island’s plans were disrupted due to the interference of that apprentice, leading to missed opportunities. Later, the hasty recovery efforts at Gray Town also failed due to his breakthroughs. frёewebnoѵēl.com

Reports claimed he specialized in fire and thunder dual-element magic as a Mid-level Apprentice, but how did the undead fit into this? Who exactly was this person?!

What should have been a straightforward operation was now dragged out endlessly. Avery’s forces could arrive at any moment, and if everything wasn’t settled by then, the consequences were unimaginable for Rolf.

This mission held everything Rolf had. Should he fail, his end would be far worse than Isaac’s!

"I must find that damned apprentice immediately!"

Rolf expanded his Spirit Perception further. While necromancy was a challenging school to deal with, its well-known flaw was the caster’s fragile body. Eliminate the caster and all the problems vanish.

"Where are you hiding..."

Rolf’s Spirit Perception scanned the bushes, trees, and every crevice surrounding them. It was clear—Avery or her Mid-level Apprentice must be on-site, hidden somewhere in the chaos.

"Clack! Clack!"

At that moment, two skeletons separated during the battle suddenly charged toward Rolf—as if sensing he was alone and vulnerable.

Rolf intended to cast a spell and strike down the skeletons, but before he could act, a brave soldier leaped forth to engage them directly. Seeing this, Rolf chose to conserve his precious spiritual energy.

The soldier fought valiantly, dismantling the skeletons in just a few rounds of combat.

Sprinting toward Rolf, the soldier exclaimed, "Sir, I will protect you!"

With most of Rolf’s protectors occupied, this soldier’s combat prowess seemed commendable. Rolf allowed him to approach without objection. Within moments, the soldier reached his side.

Suddenly, an intense and unfamiliar wave of elemental fluctuation exploded in Rolf’s Spirit Perception. He had finally located the target he’d been searching for.

However, the precise location of this target wasn’t anywhere else—it was right beside him!

"Whoosh!"

At the same time, a chilling gust roared fiercely in his ears.

The seemingly loyal soldier leaped into the air, his body erupting with dazzling silver brilliance. His enormous Cross Sword gleamed coldly as it slashed downward with breathtaking intensity—

aiming directly for Rolf’s head!