Low Dimensional Game
Chapter 96: Wizard 7

There were thousands of black warhorses and black robed knights in St. Sarl City. At last, they had arrived at St. Sarl City at dawn. Each of their gazes were ice cold, without any trace of emotion. Even the breaths of the horses seemed to have traces of the darkness of the magma of Hell.

As soon as the sun appeared on the horizon, an enormous pressure wrapped around St. Sarl City. A heavy scent of blood seemed to have floated into St. Sarl City from miles away.

Within St. Sarl City, the preparations for battle were long complete. As soon as the Owl Knights were spotted on the horizon, the alarms in the city were sounded.

No one had slept that night, as they had instead gone to the temple to pray. From the day before, everyone knew that the Owl Knights would arrive today, yet no one expected that they would be this fast.

Did these devils head on over without sleep?

As soon as the bell sounded, all of the people in St. Sarl looked at the city walls. Though they could not see the army, it was as if the strong bloodlust had solidified the air, making it difficult to breathe.

"They're coming! They're almost here." Someone trembled as he knelt in the plaza.

"The army of the Devil is upon us." A person wailed, holding up the sigil of the sun.

"Don't worry, God will punish them. We have the Pope and the Saintess. We have the Knights of Light."

Many people had brought their children to the Temple of Light to hide. It was as if the closer they were to the Temple, the closer they felt to God and his aura. The presence of the Pope and the Saintess also gave them a strong sense of comfort.

On the walls of St. Sarl City, the soldiers were getting into meticulous fortifications. The archers took their places with hot oil and stones. They knew that it was impossible to break into the city with only the cavalry before them. They had no siege weapons. It was impossible to climb the walls, which were over twenty meters high. Yet, these wizards would be able to easily destroy the fortifications.

Leves and the other eight members of the Wizard Alliance went to the front of the Owl Knights and looked upon the city in the distance. This city that was originally called Jan Boris. This was the holy city of the Church of Light, the holy land of all of the believers.

Leves felt overtaken by an urge to destroy. By now, Leves's eyes were bloodshot with murderous intent, and he cared about nothing except for the city before him. By decimating the city in front of him, he would be able to replace the Church of Light and become the most powerful man in the human realm.

He would no longer be the bastard of a Baron, or the son of a cook, but the ruler of human realm. All would kneel before his sword and his soldiers.

Leves drew his longsword from his waist. "This is not our final destination, but the start of our adventure. We will build the era of our greatness, the glory of the wizards, and the glory that belongs to every member of the Wizard Alliance."

The other members of the Wizard Alliance began cheering. All of them were completely loyal to Leves. He had brought them to this path of victories, to this moment. By taking this last site of St. Sarl City and eradicating the Church of Light, they would stand at the summit of the continent.

Most of these wizards were born from the lower classes. They had never thought that they would one day experience such glory.

Within a few days, Henry's legs had regrown. Though the process was excruciatingly painful, by now, the feelings of pain had been replaced with hope and bright expectations for the future.

"The country of wizards! We will create a nation for wizards here!" Henry shouted with passion.

The other apprentices also whispered among themselves, shooting to each other looks of excitement, "This is the last step of years of planning. It's all about to come true."

"Leves, you were completely right. We did it."

Leves pointed his sword at St. Sarl City. "This is the last one. Let's move out."

As the Owl Knights and wizards approached, all the people on the city wall awaited Leves's attack. Seeing the approaching black mass, where even the footsteps of the horses was synchronized, all of them felt an immense amount of pressure.

When they were around two hundred paces away, all of the soldiers stopped. If they went any closer, they would be in the range of the arrows. The entire army of the Owl Knights halted, as if waiting for something.

Leves and the other eight wizards leapt into action, spell ingredients in hand. Large amounts of mind power were interlocking in the air. This was a large scale group technique. By now, it had been ten years since they had begun training. Leves had already become a third level wizard last year.

Level one wizards could learn basic witchcraft. Level two wizards could learn flight. Level three wizards could form mind power force fields. This was the simplified division of the levels of wizards. Among the nine of them, other than Leves, there was only one level two wizard. The other seven were still stuck at level one, with no breakthroughs.

As the nine chanted together, a fireball appeared. It grew from the size of a fist floating high in the air into a sphere that was tens of meters in size, like a sun suspended in the sky.

The soldiers on the wall gaped in complete shock, as they looked at the huge fireball that was like a small sun. Even the hand they carried their weapons in started trembling. "My God, what is that?"

"It's a sun. They stole the power of God. These demons, they can steal the power of God?!"

"My God, what heinous evil!"

The city walls were in chaos. Large amounts of arrows were shot, but they melted as soon as they approached the fireball, having absolutely no effect. The tremendous heat was being continually condensed. All of the wizards had broken out in cold sweats, and Leves, who was the main controller of the fireball, was straining with effort.

"Rise."

The huge fireball lit up the sky, as the condensed ball of extreme heat released blinding light. Under their control, it flew toward the city gates in an arc, then fell toward St. Sarl City with great speed and intensity, like a comet from the skies. The air crackled as it passed through, as if knocking on the doors of the souls of all observers."

"My God."

"Quick, run, get away!"

"Everyone, get down!"

Only now did they realize that the target of the wizards was actually the city walls. All of the troops hurried to dodge the onslaught of the fireball, but it was already too late. The fireball was right before their eyes.

The powerful attack was completely unstoppable. The huge fireball descended like a meteor. It struck the city wall, and the dozens of archers on the wall couldn't escape. Doomed, they saw the embrace of the light, then lost all sensation immediately.

An intense light exploded out for tens of meters, covering the area with a white flash. Even the ground rumbled, as if the entirety of St. Sarl City was shocked into jumping up. The sound of the explosion rang through the ears of all the people in St. Sarl City.

Everyone finally snapped out of their dazes and looked at the wall, only to see the impregnable fortifications breached with a huge hole. Through the smoke from the hole, they could vaguely make out a dense mass of the black troops. All of them were masked, looking toward the city. All of their bodies of the people in St. Sarl City were frozen in complete, chilly fear.