The Witcher: Elemental Lords

The Mizukage looked at the distant wizard tower cluster, shook his head, and sighed, saying, "The opponent is a white wizard, but now it seems that he is more like a black wizard than a black wizard. He just went in and looked at his clone. The meditation technique he cultivates seems to be even more powerful than your Death God meditation technique. I guess the possibility of you wanting to take back the silver corpse is not high. The tower will be refined in a while. If you want to deal with him now, you may have to dispatch a level seven."

"The wizard tower cluster array formed by eight level six wizard towers is difficult to deal with even for a level seven. Although level seven masters the rules and possesses the strength of a natural disaster, these are level six wizard towers, and eight of them at once." Shi Liuwu's heart was bleeding.

Originally, if Dole were killed, all of this would be theirs.

Mizukage sighed and said, "Let's not talk about this for now. So many forces in the dark world are laughing at our Nightmare Empire for this failure. The adults will lose face, and they will probably face no small punishment. Let's face this first. I will report the situation here to the higher-ups in a while. You decide whether to stay or leave."

Shi Liuwu glared fiercely at the non-existent valley and said, "I still have a few spare silver corpses. Although their combat power has declined, it hasn't declined much. After I go back, at most my ranking will drop a bit. It's okay. Let the ancestor punish me, I'll accept it."

The two exchanged a few words and quietly withdrew from this wasteland.

They could imagine that before long, the entire Albis Mountain, and the large expanse of wasteland outside Albis Mountain, would belong to this newly promoted powerhouse.

This newly promoted powerhouse will become one of the most powerful people in the West Ring Continent in one fell swoop.

This place will become the location of a county, and the county lord will be him, and it will be hereditary.

The two were unwilling.

...

After the eight wizard towers were linked, the entire valley was shrouded in the light of a magic array. All undead below level six in the valley were shot to death. The level six undead were all gathered at the entrance of the valley by the golden corpses.

The wizard tower cluster formation isolated the inside and outside. Shi Liuwu couldn't control these zombies at all. The golden corpses were calling names one by one.

Dole was very satisfied with this harvest.

The bodies of eleven silver corpses, which is equivalent to eleven more level six guards, is really wonderful.

The Babel Tower is fused with various rare metals. The tower body is strong. With the blessing of spatial attributes, it is truly unpredictable and earth-shattering when used to ram people.

I just don't know what will happen if it hits a level seven. If the formation inside the wizard tower is fully activated and it hits with all its strength, I guess even a level seven can't stand it.

Dole separated a little energy to control the clone and began to refine these silver corpses, turning them into his own spoils.

The battle between necromancers ends like this. If you win, you can get everything from the other party. If you lose, you will be making wedding clothes for others.

They were also lucky to have met themselves. If they had met someone else, they might have really been captured.

Level six is called the level of terrestrial disaster. The warrior side is also the same. With a few punches, smashing a small mountain is not a problem. So many undead besieging their magic array can still hold on for a while. This is the fundamental problem that ultimately determines the battle.

Now it seems that no matter how well you practice wizardry, it is still not as good as a large-scale array.

Dole thought of the last layer of the Storm Meditation Technique. The various wizard arrays densely packed inside were simply terrifying. This is probably the ultimate essence of wizards.

The previous few layers were all paving the way for the last layer. If you don't cultivate to the last layer, you will never be able to touch the true core of this world.

Thinking of this, he thought of the meditation techniques he had on hand. At the last layer, they all seemed to have a similar effect.

He wants to build a territory, so naturally he needs to gather people who are the same as himself, preferably those who cultivate elemental meditation techniques, and then create a territory belonging to various elements, which is wonderful.

The clone gathered all the silver corpses, and a stream of skeletal aura was released to cleanse the aura of others from the silver corpses and infuse them with their own aura. At the same time, he received Baal's message.

He had a fight with someone and told them to leave.

Dole thought for a while and sent a message back to Baal, saying that the wizard towers could be fully charged in ten days at most. When the time comes, they will go straight up and kill anyone who dares not leave.

It can be said that Albis Mountain is already under his control. Dole was extremely confident at this time.

The weather in mid-August is changeable. At noon, the sun is still shining brightly, and in the afternoon, a thick cloud layer floats from the Northern Plains Mountains, and under the embrace of the strong wind, it quickly covers the sky above Albis Mountain.

Before long, strong winds mixed with heavy rain poured down, submerging the entire mountain range and wasteland.

On the wasteland, heavy rain was pouring down. In the dark sky, streaks of lightning flashed through the rain curtain, and all creatures were hibernating at this time.

With a bang, a bolt of lightning struck a certain place in the wasteland, and the world suddenly lit up, and then suddenly dimmed again.

This lightning strike was like an opening ceremony, and lightning continued to fall from the sky, fiercely striking the land, one after another.

One after another, one more ferocious than the other, as if that place had a feud with the world.

After hundreds of strikes in a row, the rain gradually stopped, and the power of the lightning was not so fierce, but it still only struck that area.

In the backyard of the high slope, Allen and the three were sitting in a small tent, drinking coffee and chatting.

"The combined power of the eight wizard towers is probably more powerful than an ordinary level seven. I'm really looking forward to Dole showing his power and driving all the level sevens inside away." Allen took a sip and smiled calmly.

Akron nodded, "Although level seven is entering the level of rules and can control a part of the rules of heaven and earth, in terms of power, it is still slightly inferior to the wizard tower, especially the hexagonal wizard tower and above. At least one wizard tower contains dozens of times more energy than a wizard of the same level, which is almost the same as level seven."

Allen nodded, "Now it depends on Dole's performance. If he can successfully take down Albis Mountain, the Northwest Province and the Northern Five Provinces, except for the Glory Wizard Alliance, will be his world."

The other two agreed.

They didn't expect that Dole, who usually doesn't show off, actually has such huge financial resources and energy behind him, especially this financial resource, which can simply smash people to death.

Although it is the money of everyone in the Babel Tower, this amount far exceeds that of an ordinary century-old noble family. It is too terrible.

The wizard tower itself is used to smash people with money, not to mention taking out hundreds of millions of gold coins in one breath. Just thinking about this number makes people jealous and extremely frightened.

This is really smashing people with money.

Audren nodded and said, "Then I will notify the legion first and stand by. Does Dole need help here?"

Allen nodded. It costs a lot to bring the legion over. According to the current situation, it is very likely that it will be useless, so it is better not to come.