163: The End of Two Bats (Part 2)

Glynn's tone remained unhurried.

"We can talk, ah. I am someone who loves peace the most."

("Third Squad, one round of javelin throws. Choose your targets.")

"All this fighting and killing, it really doesn't suit the temperament of us White Wizards, don't you agree, Senior?"

("Second Squad, Giant Wooden Spikes, free combination and deployment.")

"If you ask me, it's best to be in a Wizard Tower. Every day, you just attend classes, do research, how good is that? When you have nothing to do, you can also enjoy delicious food and chat idly with friends..."

"Enough!"

Wizard Odysseus finally couldn't hold back and roared.

"Wizard Glynn, why haven't you stopped the attack?"

"Negotiations aren't conducted this way, are they? First, tell your subordinates to stop attacking, alright?"

"What's wrong? I haven't even decided if I want to negotiate yet."

"The things you're offering don't seem attractive enough. How can I negotiate like this?"

"Moreover, the benefits you promised me seem to be only for me. If I stop, you see, I haven't made a move, and you haven't offered any benefits to my brothers here. They definitely won't stop."

"Brothers, tell me, isn't that how it is?"

..."That's right!"

"Exactly, what's seen is shared..."

The many Wizards who instantly understood Glynn's cunning strategy immediately cooperated.

"You dead bats from Blood Fortress, if you want to live, you still have to pass our test..."

"Hehe, not taking advantage of benefits makes you a bastard. Don't forget about us..."

"Right, right, right, stinky bats, failed products of Bloodline modification. Are you blind? So many Wizards are here, and you don't see them..."

"Ah..."

Wizard Hudson, who had been on the defensive, suddenly became agitated and yelled loudly.

"You farmers, you low-class bumpkins, I am not a failed product."

"You are the failed products, failed products who work like oxen and horses at the bottom their entire lives."

"I possess the supreme and noble Bloodline of the ancient era, not those bat Bloodlines. Every single one of you is uneducated, a bunch of illiterates who dare to call yourselves Wizards, bah..."

...The air suddenly fell silent for a few seconds.

Everyone looked in disbelief at the Blood-colored Bat that Wizard Hudson had transformed into, spouting such outrageous remarks.

What gave him such confidence to dare to provoke a group in this situation? Was he afraid of not dying fast enough, wanting to attract more hatred?

Wizard Odysseus also paled. This brainless fellow always sought death at critical moments. A mere sentence provoked him to lose his reason. At this moment, Wizard Odysseus regretted immensely how he could have been so blind as to partner with this abnormal Wizard Hudson.

"Wizard Glynn, and all you fellow White Wizards..."

"This abnormal Wizard Hudson didn't mean it. His brain was damaged by the Bloodline experiment. No, his brain was removed by a Formal Wizard, so he has no brain. Sometimes he's clear-headed, sometimes he's confused. You can't blame him."

"I apologize on his behalf. Just treat what he said as farts. Why take seriously what a brainless person says?"

"Heh heh..."

Glynn said disdainfully:

"I think you're treating us like brainless fools, aren't you? A peak combat power, a Wizard known for his rationality, even if he's a Bloodline Wizard, how could he make such a mistake?"

"And apologize? If apologizing worked, what would we need punishment for?"

"This is an insult to us, and we absolutely do not accept it."

"Brothers, raise the firepower by one level, concentrate 80% of our firepower, and tear his rotten mouth to shreds."

..."Yes!"

"Good, tear his rotten mouth to shreds..."

"Damn you (censored) mother, everyone, increase your efforts, kill this dead bat..."

Suddenly, the entire battlefield changed its style.

Dozens of Wizards unleashed various attack methods simultaneously: javelins, wooden spikes, fireballs, energy rays... all converging on Wizard Hudson's great bat form.

At the same time, the two groups of people were constantly cursing at each other. Thirty White Wizards from Heart of Plants faced off against one White Wizard from Blood Fortress.

Both sides were rough individuals who had fought on the brink of death for years, and they had all, more or less, also cultivated the Path of the Knight. Therefore, everyone had also picked up a lot of the secular knightly customs, such as the high 'mother' content in their curses.

Wizard Odysseus kept trying to persuade them from the side, but it was useless. Wizard Hudson, whose nerves had been stimulated in some unknown way, actually managed to fight thirty against one.

At the very beginning, Wizard Hudson went all out, directly hitting Heart of Plants where it hurt. The two academies had been neighbors for over a century and knew each other inside out. When they started cursing, there were baskets upon baskets of dirt to dig up, enough to last three days and three nights without repetition. Coupled with Wizard Hudson's extremely sharp, erratic, and nonsensical words... the morale of the White Wizards was actually suppressed for a time.

How could this be allowed?

...Glynn immediately commanded, increasing the attack intensity by another level. Don't be afraid of consumption. Wizard Hudson can drink potions, and so can we.

Just one word: kill him.

1 minute, 2 minutes, 3 minutes... Wizard Hudson's resistance became increasingly difficult. His trump cards were also consumed by the endless attacks. Now he could only rely on his peerless body, modified by Bloodline, to endure, or rather, this Bloodline transformation was his biggest trump card.

Wizard Hudson's loud curses were gradually suppressed by the Wizards of Plant Heart Academy, and his momentum slowly faded, until he was beaten to the point where he couldn't even open his mouth.

"Ha ah ha..."

"That'll teach you to be arrogant..."

Everyone was very proud and full of a sense of accomplishment. Dare to be arrogant in front of us? We'll smash your mouth!

Another three minutes passed. Wizard Hudson's tattered great bat incarnation took hundreds of attacks before its heart burst and its head was severed, dying completely.

In this way, a peak combat power, a top-tier apprentice existence, was ground to death, while the losses of the Heart of Plants members were merely some potions for replenishing Spiritual Power and magic.

As for Wizard Odysseus, after the concentrated fire killed Wizard Hudson, he also couldn't escape the final death penalty.

For Glynn, their deaths were the best outcome, as it would add a significant achievement to Glynn's record.

As for negotiations?

That was merely Glynn's delaying tactic to paralyze the two peak combat powers.