Nascent Soul Rebirth: Starting as a Wizard

Solo's figure continued to flicker across the city walls.

He always hovered on the edge of the most critical defensive line, like a master repairman.

Each appearance is accompanied by an extremely concise and effective action:

Or use the hammer handle to deflect the stone fist aimed at the knight's head; at the moment of contact, a hidden force surges forth, causing the stone monster's arm trajectory to deflect, or deliver a seemingly ordinary side kick.

The kick landed on the climbing stone monster's shoulder blade, the force penetrating deep and causing it to fall, even at the last second.

He used the thrown warhammer to deflect a sharp crystal spike aimed at the apprentice operating the cannon.

He did not use any fancy "spells"; every intervention relied on physical contact.

Each burst of power conforms to the characteristics of "Knight's Life Seed Energy"—fierce, direct, and destructive.

The only difference is that his control has reached an astonishing level of subtlety, always achieving the most precise and efficient results with minimal effort.

Attack the most vital weaknesses to achieve the best results.

Under his support, the defense line, which was originally in dire need of repair and on the verge of collapse, was like a reef in a raging torrent, though it was violently shaken by the current.

Its surface is covered with scars, yet it stands stubbornly.

The knights paid a price—nearly ten were seriously wounded and carried off the city wall, many more were lightly wounded, their armor was torn, and everyone was covered in blood—but miraculously, not a single one died.

This was a victory that far exceeded everyone's expectations. Every knight whom Solo had pulled back from the brink of death.

Looking at the gray-robed figure weaving through the smoke and rubble, their eyes were filled with the thrill of surviving a catastrophe and an unbelievable gratitude.

They might not understand how Solo did it, but they knew perfectly well that without this seemingly insignificant outer apprentice, the city walls would already be awash in blood.

However, Solo's heart sank deeper and deeper.

His breathing had become heavy, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Such high-frequency and high-precision mobilization and manipulation of the life seed energy and internal force, while constantly and carefully confining its power within a "reasonable" range, is a huge drain on his mind and physical strength.

But those large crystallized varieties haven't even made it onto the city walls yet.

Solo glanced at the several large, crystallized rock creatures that were rapidly approaching the city in the distance.

Just then.

"Reinforcements have arrived from the inner perimeter!"

Ten figures dressed in uniform gray robes finally appeared on the high platform behind the city wall.

Their auras were noticeably more solid and subtle than those of the outer apprentices, and their robes were embroidered with silver patterns representing intermediate apprentices.

The leader was a masked woman who glanced at the horrific battlefield without a flicker of emotion in her eyes.

"Form ranks." She only said two words.

The ten intermediate apprentices quickly spread out in specific positions, forming a spell array of a pentagram nested in a ring.

Their hands formed complex hand seals, and a deep chant arose in unison—it was not a single incantation, but ten different syllables resonating and overlapping at a specific rhythm.

Magic began to flow and connect among them, forming a faintly visible three-dimensional magic circle in the air, composed of geometric shapes and runes.

"It's 'Earth Vein Fluctuation'!" a knowledgeable outer apprentice exclaimed, his voice filled with awe and envy.

That is a high-level complex witchcraft that requires at least five intermediate apprentices to work together precisely.

The delicate manipulation and resonance principles involving the earth's elements are far beyond the reach of these "quick-fix products" who only learn magic tricks.

The spell incantation lasted a full ten seconds.

In those ten seconds, the knights paid the price of two more knights seriously wounded. The remaining troll forces had retreated into the tunnels beneath the city walls, relying on the narrow terrain to put up a last stand.

The moment the spell was completed, the ground in the center of the battlefield, within a radius of several hundred meters, suddenly changed its nature.

The solid earth seemed to come alive, its surface rippling like water.

Immediately afterwards, the ground lost all support and turned into a churning, sticky, dark brown swamp.

Gravity within the area seemed to be distorted, and dozens of medium-sized rock creatures and two large crystallized creatures that had charged ahead instantly fell into the air.

They struggled and flailed their limbs, but the "earth" beneath them seemed to transform into a greedy maw, swallowing them up at an astonishing speed.

Then, a deep, muffled humming vibration, originating from the depths of the earth's crust, came from the depths of the mud pit.

The sound didn't travel through the air, but was transmitted directly through the earth, causing everyone on the city wall to feel a tingling sensation in their feet and a resonance in their internal organs.

"Buzz—!"

An invisible shockwave erupted outward from the center of the swamp.

The fallen rock creatures seemed to be squeezed and torn from the inside by tens of thousands of tons of force, and their solid rock bodies were instantly covered with spider web-like cracks.

The crack spread and deepened rapidly, eventually—

"Crack! Boom boom boom—!"

Amidst the resounding, teeth-grinding crackling sounds, over forty medium-sized rock creatures and two large crystallized species exploded simultaneously, transforming into a rain of shattered rocks that filled the sky!

Stones of all sizes flew in all directions like cannonballs, even hitting the city walls and leaving deep dents on their surfaces.

With a single strike, just one strike, a large area in the center of the battlefield was cleared out.

This is the power of advanced witchcraft!

The surviving rock creatures' charge suddenly slowed, and even a brief period of chaos ensued.

All the perimeter defenders involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief, some even letting out a triumphant cheer. The knights seized the opportunity to catch their breath and tend to their wounds.

The trolls poked their heads out of the tunnel, and for the first time, a hint of "hope" appeared in their dull eyes.

However, Solo's heart was even more anxious.

The throbbing pain between his eyebrows not only did not lessen, but became even sharper and more intense the moment the spell activated the earth's energy!

That feeling... was like poking a hornet's nest with a stick and waking up the queen bee who was sleeping deep inside the hive!

That thing underground was attracted by the energy fluctuations of advanced witchcraft!

Suddenly! The entire city wall... no, the entire earth, sank downwards!

It wasn't an explosion, nor an impact, but rather an extremely eerie feeling of sinking, as if a portion of the supporting rock layer below had suddenly been hollowed out.

The city wall shook violently, and everyone staggered.

Immediately afterwards—

"Boom... Rumble rumble rumble..."

A muffled sound, much deeper and heavier than the charge of the rock creatures, as if it came from the very depths of the earth's viscera, rumbled from the very ground beneath our feet.

The sound carried a tooth-grinding friction, like a massive boulder being forcibly twisted and pushed forward through rock strata.

The bricks and stones of the city wall groaned under the weight, and dust fell softly from the cracks.

Even the rock creatures that were attacking frantically showed obvious signs of slowing down and becoming confused.

Some of the smaller stone monsters even stopped in their tracks, nervously turning their stone heads as if listening, or perhaps fearing something even more terrifying.

Solo suddenly knelt on one knee, bracing himself against the violently shaking city wall with one hand.

It wasn't fatigue, but rather a desire to feel more clearly the increasingly approaching, terrifying pulse emanating from the depths of the earth's crust.