The crystallization warlocks present felt a wave of frustration.
In the past, a small outfit like the Hand of Vengeance could only skulk in dark sewers like rats, crushed the moment they showed their faces.
When had they ever dared to come out and provoke them?
"I'll go out there and finish them off!" Another burly man immediately roared.
"Don't be rash!" Fei Sa'er stopped him in his tracks.
"The combined defensive formation is already active — frequent comings and goings will only give the enemy a chance to spy on how our formation operates! Don't let fury cloud your judgment!"
It had to be said that Fei Sa'er did possess a certain degree of competence — at the very least, he wasn't a fool, and could see through ordinary schemes.
But despite those words, watching his former enemies swagger about right before his eyes, Fei Sa'er's chest had long been burning with rage. He was merely holding it back through sheer willpower.
"Once this crisis passes, I will personally resume command of the Pursuit Department and slaughter every last one of those rats!"
"Look!" At that moment, Fu Rui pointed at the formation outside, exclaiming in alarm.
"Hm?!"
Only then did the assembled warlocks realize that the massive formation Luo Bo had laid out at some unknowable point outside had begun to slowly activate.
Rumble!
After a cataclysmic tremor, vast stretches of the swamp churned violently as muck and foul water surged up from deep underground, rapidly extinguishing the phosphorescent flames hovering above the marsh.
Once the phosphorescent flames vanished, massive quantities of water vapor were evaporated. The former swamp became a field of mire, the ground steadily compacting until it took on the texture of solid rock.
This transformation spread outward from the massive formation at its center, expanding in all directions.
"They actually dare to attack our very foundation!" The warlocks' eyes immediately turned red with fury.
Hadn't the Ouroboros Ring originally been drawn to this place precisely because of the Phosphorescent Marsh's unique geographical conditions? The rich coexistence of dark-attribute and fire-attribute energy particles complemented the Comoran Giant Serpent bloodline perfectly.
Warlocks stationed here could not only accelerate their growth but even receive environmental bonuses when casting spells.
And now, vast stretches of the swamp had been turned to flat land. The once-abundant dark and fire particles were gradually depleting, replaced by earth-element particles.
Though the affected area was limited to this city alone, the blow dealt to these high-level warlocks was nonetheless devastating.
"Ha ha ha..." Luo Bo, outside, let out a hearty laugh.
"Did you think we hadn't planned our revenge? Dead wrong! Even while we were being hunted across the entire continent, we never once gave up on the idea of coming back for retribution! This time, we will uproot the entire Ouroboros Ring, root and branch!"
"There's no other choice!"
As the wasteland gradually engulfed the entire city, the concentration of earth-elemental particles soared, driving out the shadow-elemental and fire-elemental particles. Faisal’s face alternated between green and white.
“Alchemical Legions, deploy! Coordinated action with the combined Wizard Array!”
He issued the command, a flush of shame still coloring his face. He now realized that activating the entire defensive array so hastily had been far too eager.
The order to attack now felt even more like a slap across his own face.
“Hmph!” In response to his action, Freya and the other warlocks merely gave a cold snort and didn’t press their condemnation, allowing Faisal a moment of relief.
“There are still some with sense among them!” Lucy nodded imperceptibly to himself, recognizing that they had truly reached a life-or-death moment. All grudges and schemes had to be set aside.
The shared warlock bloodline running through their veins ensured they would receive no mercy from the Wizards.
*Crack!* The semi-transparent Wizard Array shrouding the entire city split open a massive gash, and a torrent of steel surged out.
*Thud! Thud!*
What appeared before Lobo was a colossal legion of steel puppets.
These alchemical puppets averaged over three meters in height, their bodies covered in dense runes, with numerous barbs and hooks gleaming with a cold, sharp light.
Particularly on the shoulders of these puppets, each bore a massive cannon barrel, sending waves of palpable dread through Lobo.
“Portable Wizard Cannons! So the warlocks of the Ouroboros Ring possess more than just talent in bloodline experiments!”
The masked man observing from the side smiled, immediately recording all this information.
At the same time, he called out to the observers behind him: “Did you mark all the operational fluctuations when the array opened just now?”
“Reporting, sir! All recorded clearly. Every energy node has been marked; we are currently calculating weak points and the location of the core array spirit!”
A young girl, who appeared no older than seven or eight, but wearing an enormous red bow and a pair of large glasses, spoke with a serious expression.
“Excellent, continue recording! This refined Wizard Cannon technology is quite valuable. Remember to inform our people—recommend we claim this technology during the post-war division of spoils!”