A mage's journey begins with a battle mage.

Chapter 317 Support

"These mages are attacking more and more frequently, and we're barely having time to replenish our divine power."

Mereges looked at the towering flames below and the countless dead believers, his face grim.

"If this continues, sooner or later we won't be able to hold this place. What will we do then?"

"Could it be that we really have to give up on Storm Sea?"

Meredes sighed.

"Bishop Mereges, I've never understood why we should help that..."

The paladin standing nearby asked a question, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Mereges.

"This is the will of our God, and the will of all the gods. What? You want to go to the Inquisition?"

Upon hearing this, the paladin quickly replied.

"How could that be? I just..."

"Alright, don't say what you shouldn't say, and don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

Meregius raised his hand, signaling the paladin to stop talking about the topic, since the more they talked, the worse it got.

It's best not to even mention it.

Mereges looked into the distance, and to be honest, he was also a little confused.

He also wanted to ask, was it worth it?

Unfortunately, he couldn't.

"Bury all the victims, give them a proper burial."

In the end, that was all Meredes could say.

"Yes, sir."

The paladin and Mereges left the fulcrum.

They are going to repair nodes on the more advanced front lines.

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Inside the collapsed temple, the mages gathered.

The once solemn and majestic statues are now dilapidated.

The once sacred atmosphere has now vanished.

"It's clear that this attack has failed again."

Harvey concluded.

"But this is just the beginning. We still have a chance. At most, a month. In a month, a new line of defense will be established. Then, we won't have such a good opportunity anymore."

The mages have paid a heavy price to reach this point; giving up is, without a doubt, impossible.

"There will always be some minor setbacks on the road to truth, but I believe that setbacks are only temporary."

"The Unsinkable City will come to our aid."

"Ralph said."

The Unsinkable City, a colossal steel ship, is the signature of the Spirit Machine School, much like a mobile mage tower. Ralf's ship is worth hundreds of thousands of magic stones.

Now, this massive steel ship roars and speeds towards us.

"The principle of promotion lies in change."

"The war behemoth will come to our aid."

Corey was not to be outdone.

Dozens of giant beasts roared and swam swiftly towards them.

"Looks like I'm not too late."

Jiang Shuzhou's voice came, accompanied by a violent spatial fluctuation. Jiang Shuzhou arrived at the front line through teleportation.

"Navis Lebo, a high alchemist, has come to provide reinforcements."

"And of course, there's my Crimson Legion."

In the sea, crimson waves moved slowly. It wasn't the color of the seawater, but the visual effect created by countless crimson figures swimming on the surface.

"Anthony, a high-ranking mage, has come to provide support."

"Corvili, a high-ranking mage, has come to provide support."

"..."

In the flashes of light from each teleportation, one mage after another appeared.

All the monks who were unwilling to come before have now come to provide support.

Unfortunately, Sidney was unable to come to provide support due to his research.

But that's enough. So many mages and so many high-level combatants are enough to take down the fifth node.

Harvey took a deep breath, feeling all his previous dejection vanish and the failure of his previous attack disappear. Everything was moving in a better direction.

"Now, let's start planning."

"Based on the number of strongholds, we divide the army into sixteen sections..."

Harvey began assigning tasks, and the mages didn't have any objections. After all, if they argued with each other, they wouldn't be able to get anything done. As long as Harvey's division of labor was reasonable, there was nothing to object to.

There are twenty-three mages present, who will be divided into sixteen groups, each attacking and capturing a stronghold.

Jiang Shuzhou, Corey, and Ralph are all strong in their own right, and they also have the help of creations below them, so they each have their own path.

Among them, Corey and Ralf have many high-level combatants, so they were sent to tackle the toughest challenges, namely the first and second pivots, which are also the most important pivots.

Jiang Shuzhou is the seventh pivot, with a priest and a paladin on him, a classic combination.

However, this is near a divine node after all. These clergy have been strengthened, while mages like Jiang Shuzhou have been weakened. In the end, the strength of these clergy should not be underestimated.

"Therefore, we will proceed according to plan tomorrow. Gentlemen, does anyone have any further comments?"

Harvey asked.

"I have it, so why should I go to number sixteen?"

"And I don't want to share a fulcrum with this old man!"

Coco's voice came through.

"Who are you calling an old geezer?"

"How old are you? Don't you look old?"

"you!"

Coco's words drew even more hatred towards her. This woman seemed to have absolutely no emotional intelligence, or even negative emotional intelligence. It was a mystery how she had managed to survive until now.

"Alright, they're all old men, one or two of them wearing outdated robes, completely covered up from head to toe, not fashionable at all."

"Venerable Coco, may I ask your age?"

Jiang Shuzhou couldn't stand it anymore. This person was a genius. He was intelligent, but his emotional intelligence was too low, or rather, he was unsophisticated and had an excessively spoiled princess attitude.

"Me? I'm only eighty-seven years old!"

Jiang Shuzhou was very disdainful upon hearing this.

This old man is over eighty years old, how dare he pretend to be young?

I'll show you what a real young person is!

"At your age, you could be my grandmother."

Jiang Shuzhou retorted without any politeness.

"I'm twenty this year, am I old?"

"How...how is this possible?"

Coco looked utterly bewildered. How could a mage become a high-level alchemist at such a young age?

"Why not? Everyone knows Master Weiss's reputation. He's not only strong, but also very young. We're old fogies. What about you?"

"In front of a master, you're nothing but an old man!"

"What are you saying!"

Upon hearing this, Coco's face flushed red, and she opened her mouth to start cursing.

"Alright, alright, stop arguing. It's a special time, please be understanding."

Harvey, seeing that a sorcerer had scolded Coco on his behalf, quickly jumped in to smooth things over.

"I'm not going to number 16! Aren't you implying I'm weak?"

Isn't that right?

Coco had only recently advanced to a high-level rank and wasn't very strong herself. She relied entirely on the musketeers her father had given her to keep her afloat; otherwise, for safety's sake, Harvey might have arranged two teammates for her.

"Go to number ten."