Lin Yun's mage army didn't make a move as he watched the dozen defeated soldiers fleeing, and even that 7th Rank Black Iron Beastman Sword Saint was already riddled with scars.
They had already consumed more than half of their mana in the previous battle, so they couldn't stop the Black Iron Beastmen if they wanted to run.
After all, this was the first time Lin Yun was truly testing their strength after their advancement. Every mage was going all-out, and the mage army's signature combination cast was using the alchemy array Lin Yun had imparted to them.
Everyone in the mage army had been holding back for a long time, but now, they were all very excited about their fighting power.
At that time, they had only been abandoned by the Merlin Family. Their talent was too poor, so they could only become abandoned mages. Great Mages might have been existences they could only look up to, but now, the weakest of them was already a 9th Rank High Mage, and it wasn't that they couldn't break through, it was that they didn't have enough experience and comprehension.
As time passed, after fighting, everyone in the mage army would advance to the Archmage realm!
Archmages … They had only heard of them before. Every one of them was a high-ranking member of a Family, a powerhouse that could decide the fate of a Family. But now, they were already …
This was all given to them by Lin Yun, so everyone in the mage army had a strong desire to let Lin Yun see them, to let Lin Yun acknowledge them.
Lin Yun was also very satisfied with the mage army's fighting power. With their Dragonscale Staves and Fire Robes, the mage army's fighting power could already compare to an experienced 8th Rank Archmage.
But this calculation was very vague. If it was an army battle, the efficiency of this group of mages would definitely be a lot higher than that of an 8th Rank Archmage.
They might even be able to resist for a while without suffering any losses when facing a 9th Rank Archmage. If they fought to the death, the losses wouldn't exceed half and they would definitely be able to get rid of their opponent.
A trace of understanding flashed in Lin Yun's eyes. He now understood why the standard to measure the strength of a force in the future, apart from the peak powerhouses, was the power of a mage army.
During Noscent's Planar Colonization Era, all the powerful forces, without exception, had a powerful mage army.
Lin Yun didn't mind that the mage army didn't continue to attack, because this was only the first stop to test the mage army's improvement. It was just a small battle, and there was no need to use mana potions for a dozen defeated soldiers.
On the other side, Xiuban was already blocking the path of the Black Iron Beastmen with Carnage.
Xiuban bared his teeth and grinned as he looked at the group of Black Iron Beastmen charging over. The Black Iron Beastman leading the group was covered in burn scars. He looked at Xiuban, who was only a 5th Rank Sword Saint and had a very weak aura, as if he couldn't sense any Aura, and simply didn't put him in his eyes.
"Stupid Raging Flame traitor, you're courting death!"
When the 7th Rank Sword Saint saw Xiuban's red skin, he thought that Xiuban was a traitor of the Raging Flame Plane. Now that he dared to block his path, how could he be polite?
A scarlet Aura Slash slashed out from a dozen meters away and instantly appeared in front of Xiuban.
"An insignificant 7th Rank Sword Saint dares to make a move in front of Lord Xiuban? Stupid guy, don't you know that apart from Lord Merlin, Lord Xiuban is already unequalled?"
Xiuban grinned nastily and slightly lowered his waist. With a loud explosion, the ground under his feet caved in, forming a five-meter-big hole. Terrifying cracks spread out from the hole like a spiderweb.
And then, Xiuban's body instantly disappeared due to the huge recoil. He was so fast that only a blurry afterimage could be seen as he collided with that scarlet Aura Slash.
But unexpectedly, Xiuban's body didn't slow down at all. It was as if he only brushed past that scarlet Aura Slash, and then, the Aura Slash loudly exploded.
And Xiuban's body had already appeared in front of that 7th Rank Black Iron Beastman Sword Saint. The huge Carnage wrapped in a terrifying shockwave as it ruthlessly smashed towards that 7th Rank Black Iron Beastman's head.
"Roar …"
A loud roar echoed as that 7th Rank Sword Saint's body suddenly emitted a dense Abyssal aura, and a tyrannical power burst out of his body like a volcanic eruption.
This was the power of his father's generation, and it was bursting with the strongest attack that surpassed his limits.
His greatsword turned scarlet, just like a scarlet crystal, and strands of black smoke curled up on his greatsword.
The greatsword collided with Xiuban's Carnage.
"Bang …"
A shockwave swept over a hundred meters, and the terrifying collision of power carried a power even more powerful than spells.
Xiuban's body was sent flying like a cannonball and smashed into a Black Iron Beastman's body. In an instant, that Black Iron Beastman's body exploded into pieces. Xiuban then heavily smashed into a huge rock, leaving behind a huge hole in the ten-meter-tall rock.
But then, Xiuban spat out the gravel in his mouth and cursed as he walked out of the hole.
As for that 7th Rank Black Iron Beastman Sword Saint, it wasn't so good. His scarlet greatsword had shattered into pieces, and his body had been sent flying like Xiuban.
Compared to Xiuban, who was gifted and had continuously strengthened his body to an unimaginable level, the body that Black Iron Beastmen were so proud of had become trash.
He spat out a large amount of blood in midair, leaving a trail of blood in the air.
After flying for more than a hundred meters, he fell to the ground. His body was like a porcelain that had countless cracks on it, and he kept spitting out blood. His right hand had been blown to pieces by the recoil, and his left arm was twisted into a strange shape.
Xiuban grinned as if nothing had happened. He didn't pay attention to the rest of the fleeing Black Iron Beastmen and rapidly rushed towards that 7th Rank Sword Saint before ruthlessly smashing Carnage at his head.
How could the already seriously injured Black Iron Beastman have the opportunity to resist? A muffled sound echoed as his head disappeared.
"Lord Xiuban is really too powerful. Apart from Lord Merlin, I am already invincible. No one can kill me. Damned Syudos, you can no longer threaten Lord Xiuban …
"Let me see, how many points did Lord Merlin say that this 7th Rank Sword Saint had? Damn, forget it, it's a lot. Lord Merlin should reward me with something good, Health Potions should be enough …"
Xiuban was covered in dust as he walked back with Carnage on his shoulder, continuously mumbling to himself.
Lin Yun looked at his subordinates, who weren't using Mana Potions and were instead meditating to recover their mana, and he inwardly nodded.
Their breakthroughs were really too fast. Although there was no problem with their foundation, they wouldn't be able to adapt to the increase in power. Meditation was the best way to temper themselves.
As for Xiuban, Lin Yun directly ignored him. That guy's body was becoming more and more frightening. He had already surpassed the limits of the Draconic Beastman Race and couldn't be judged by rank. Under the Heaven Rank, those that could rely on their bodies to reach Xiuban's level could be counted on one hand in a few millennia.
Lin Yun didn't make a move. As the vanguard, the most tiring and dangerous task had already been completed.
In the distance, Wagner's mouth was slightly open as he looked at this scene with shock.
'Damn, although there aren't many of them, they are really elites. The mages of this mage army are actually using the same Magic Conducting Rune and Core Meditation Law Set. They can even imitate an array.
'The mage army is full of elites, but it's a pity that they followed an idiot as their commander. Ah, if I had five hundred of those elites, I wouldn't be the heir …
'It would be better if these people were stronger. If they were killed by the Black Iron Beastmen, wouldn't it greatly increase the morale of the Beastmen? It would be troublesome for me.
'There are quite a few tribes around the Radiant Fort, so it would be best to let them fight those dangerous battles. It would be best if they could get rid of all the elites of those tribes.
'How many points would they get from killing some elites? Destroying a tribe is the real deal …'
"Young Master Wagner, let's hurry up. Those Andalusia country bumpkins have already repelled the Black Iron Beastmen. Only a delicious cake is waiting for us. We can't let those country bumpkins snatch it first, that's a lot of points."
Doug Ge stood at the side, urging them to hurry up.
Wagner didn't care and coldly snorted.
"Would those country bumpkins dare to violate the agreement? Damnit, do they know how serious the consequences of tearing up the agreement with our George Family are? "
Doug chuckled and promptly nodded.
"Young Master is right. Although these country bumpkins are few in number, their strength is pretty good. They could be considered elite mages in our Odin Kingdom, but unfortunately, they followed an idiot as their commander.
"I just took a look. That Mafa Merlin is an idiot. He didn't give any orders from start to finish, he only stood there and watched the show. If not for the mage army being commanded by someone else, more than half of the fifty mages would have already died.
"That idiot actually agreed to such harsh conditions. Look at how tired those mages are, they don't even have a bottle of mana potion. I'm afraid all the benefits were swallowed by that pretty boy country bumpkin …"
Doug disdainfully mocked Lin Yun's intelligence. As he recalled how the other side had so easily agreed to such an exorbitant demand, he felt that the only explanation was that his brain had been eaten by Brain-Devouring Worms.
'Too stupid …'
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