Chapter 479
Siege and Battle Situation
Chapter 479 Siege and Battle Situation
Mordigian hovered on the outer edge of the high-altitude battlefield, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Clark in the center of the battlefield.
While continuously unleashing offensive magic, he also swiftly issued attack commands based on the various situations on the battlefield.
Within the mental network, commands pierced the minds of every besieging wizard:
"Second, third, and fourth squads, keep releasing 'Elemental Overload' without stopping! Deplete his computing power!"
"Fifth squad, cast the 'Spatial Stickiness' curse every 0.5 seconds to disrupt his spatial sorcery model construction. Don't let him find a chance to escape!"
"Squads six through nine, maintain full coverage of the 'Law Interference Field'! Especially the three elements of fate, time, and causality!"
"All other units, use your strongest single-target attack spells to bombard him in shifts according to the time points I've marked! Remember!! It's a continuous, saturation attack. Even if he manages to block this wave, the next wave must follow immediately, giving him no chance to breathe!"
The besieging wizards carried out their orders like sophisticated killing machines.
More than one hundred level seven wizards and nearly two thousand level six wizards were divided into twelve attack echelons.
After each echelon unleashes a round of attacks, it immediately retreats to recover, and the next echelon seamlessly follows, while the echelon after that charges up in advance.
The attacks came like a relentless tsunami, crashing down on Clark wave after wave.
Light, darkness, fire, ice, lightning, poison, space, time, emotion, soul, matter...
Dozens of attacks with different attributes exploded, annihilated, twisted, and recombined wildly within a 300-meter radius around Clark.
That area had become an absolute death zone; any being below level seven who stepped into it would be instantly torn to shreds by the chaotic elemental currents.
Clark's response, however, remained suffocatingly simple.
He just stood there.
His hands hung naturally at his sides, and his black wizard robe remained motionless amidst the raging energy turbulence.
All incoming attacks would silently "disappear" when they entered a hundred-meter radius around him.
It seemed quite relaxed and carefree, but Mordigian noticed that a very faint stream of silvery-white data began to flash across Clark's calm eyes.
That is a manifestation of the mind that occurs during high-intensity computation.
"efficient!"
Moldeki felt a surge of relief.
Although the cost was quite heavy—in the past three minutes, more than eighty level six wizards had perished on the spot due to miscalculations or being swept away by the aftershocks of Clark's counterattack at the moment of attack connection.
But they finally found a way to suppress Clark.
It's actually quite simple. It's just like when an eighth-level wizard faces a ninth-level being: use more output to suppress the opponent's computing power limit.
In any case, when a wizard uses his power in his normal state, he is ultimately "using his mental power to manipulate the elements".
However, mental power is not infinite, nor is computing power.
If the intensity, frequency, and complexity of the attack exceed the "information flow limit" that the opponent can process simultaneously, even the strongest wizard will be suppressed.
Clark is very strong, strong enough to instantly cripple seventeen level seven wizards, strong enough to casually wipe out a combined attack from fifty level seven wizards.
However, he cannot handle more than three thousand attacks of different attributes per second indefinitely.
"Maintain the suppression! Don't stop!"
Mordician's voice carried a barely suppressed excitement. After sacrificing the lives of over a hundred level-six wizards, the balance of the high-level battlefield had finally been restored!
But the excitement on his face vanished the next second.
He separated a wisp of his consciousness to check the situation on the battlefield below.
Then, his face turned completely gloomy.
Below, the battlefield between the cannon fodder legion and the fortified defense line.
From the air, the cannon fodder of the Chaos Cult and the Tower of Annihilation's allied forces continued to surge like a black tide against the steel defenses of Norn Workshop.
But when the tide crashed against the defense line, it splashed not waves, but piles and piles of corpses.
The defenses of the Norren Workshop are too solid.
The colossal composite defensive array, composed of hundreds of steel fortresses, has now completed more than 40% of its energy circuit connections.
The pale gold shield was more than three times thicker than when the war started, the number of runes flowing on its surface had increased fivefold, and its self-repair speed had increased sevenfold.
Even more terrifying, Mordigian could clearly sense that the integrity of the magic arrays in these fortresses was slowly but steadily increasing at a rate of about 0.3% per minute!
what does this mean?
This means that the logistics wizards at Norren Workshop were actually fighting while continuing to build and strengthen their defensive fortifications!
"These lunatics..."
Mordigian gritted his teeth, pus and blood seeping from his rotten gums.
He already knew that Norren Workshop had a large number of logistics wizards.
But this was the first time he had ever witnessed firsthand the terrifying "infrastructure capabilities" that could be unleashed when hundreds of thousands of logistics wizards gathered together and had a unified command system.
Who would have thought?
On one side, billions of cannon fodder legions were frantically charging the defense line, and on the other side, enemy wizards were constantly bombarding the enemy with magic. They also had to deal with harassment and sneak attacks from high-ranking enemy wizards. On this intense battlefield, the logistics wizards of Norren Workshop actually had the spare capacity to continue "construction"!
And the construction efficiency is so high!
This can only prove one thing.
Mordigian forced himself to calm down and began to analyze.
"The current intensity of the battlefield has not even reached the 'endurance limit' of the Norren Workshop defense line."
"The fact that their logistics wizards still have spare capacity means that their defense system has redundant computing power, redundant energy supply, and redundant construction personnel."
"And as the defense line continues to improve, this 'endurance limit' is constantly increasing..."
His heart sank.
The positional warfare between wizards follows a very simple logic:
If the attacker fails to break through the opponent's defenses at the beginning, their chances of winning will decrease exponentially over time.
Because the defending side has a positional advantage, a pre-set rune array, a stable energy supply, and layers upon layers of protective magic arrays.
And what about the attacking side?
Every attack must be constructed from scratch, all mental energy must be drawn from one's own body, and every movement requires additional computing power.
Not to mention, Norren Workshop's "build while you fight" tactic is practically a mockery of the attacking side:
"Your attack is too weak, so weak that we still have time to reinforce the city walls."
Why did it turn out this way?
Mordigian closed his eyes, his consciousness rapidly retracing every key moment since the start of the war.
(End of this chapter)