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Perhaps these groups of wizards have come into contact with more than one otherworldly existence?

As Lin Yi pondered these questions, the third attack from the wizard officially began.

Before the gray-robed wizard Patrick collapsed, he was unable to send any message, but the "soul scream" was enough to attract the wizards' attention. After confirming that Patrick's soul had disappeared, the wizards abandoned all hope and took action.

The first target of the attack was not the outer defense perimeter that the interdimensional expeditionary force had spent a great deal of time and effort building, but rather the ammunition storage depot.

A humanoid silhouette made of flames strode into the area, ignoring the heavy firepower. As the ground shook violently, the entire ammunition magazine, along with the ammunition stored inside, turned into a giant firework.

This is just the beginning.

The wizards lurking in the shadows had no intention of revealing themselves. Summoning, cursing, dominating, shaping... all sorts of bizarre and cruel witchcraft descended upon people. Faced with these "enemies" who didn't even have a physical form, no amount of firepower could help.

Meanwhile, the Griffin base, located a short distance away, was also attacked. However, compared to the expeditionary force base, the Griffin base, with its complete external containment measures, was in a much better situation. Its various automatic weapons were not affected by mental or curse-related factors, and the summoned elemental life forms were "killed" again and again under the overwhelming firepower—if they couldn't be killed once, they would be killed ten times, and if they couldn't be killed ten times, they would be killed a hundred times.

In this way, the stalemate was maintained in a rare way, preventing it from being broken in a short time. Even so, as more and more wizards noticed how difficult it was to crack the "Griffin" "iron box" and began to use spells that could corrode metal, it was only a matter of time before the outer defenses were breached.

"You must sow before you reap, Eve."

"Yes, Father."

A meticulously crafted "command" was transmitted from the "box" to Eve's mental center, and was fully charged and released immediately while she was completely unprepared.

An invisible electromagnetic wave swept across the entire camp from Eve's location. Ordinary people were unaffected by this level of "electromagnetism" and did not even sense its presence. However, it was different for the wizards who were extremely sensitive to various energy changes in the outside world.

Affected by this sudden spread of electromagnetic waves, the wizards were not completely rendered incapacitated, but the magical field that they were using to maintain their invisibility was broken, and for a moment, more than a dozen colorful "light bulbs" appeared above the expeditionary base.

Although they didn't know what these wizards were thinking when they revealed themselves, the soldiers, who were already seething with anger, didn't care. Various high-penetration, high-power anti-aircraft weapons were simultaneously aimed at the sky, and they opened fire one after another after the wizards in the sky cast their spells.

Throughout the history of warfare, humanity has gone through several phases.

In the beginning, weapons determined the outcome of wars—under equal conditions, an ancient person wielding bronze weapons and wearing bronze armor could defeat an enemy several times their size wielding wooden weapons in a direct confrontation.

Then, when everyone picked up metal weapons, the outcome was decided by population, and the concept of quantitative change leading to qualitative change was also reflected here.

Later, when war broke out between two countries with similar populations, the deciding factors became concepts of courage, sacrifice, and other spiritual aspects.

……

In modern times, humans have not changed; they still have two eyes, two ears, a nose, and a mouth. However, human weapons have changed, and the most important factor determining the outcome of human wars has also changed.

Against the backdrop of rampant lethality and destruction, intelligence becomes the deciding factor in a war. As long as one side discovers the other and destroys their defensive and counter-attack capabilities before they can react, victory is within their grasp.

This led to a situation that was quite unusual.

Both sides in a war go to great lengths to conceal themselves from the other before and during the conflict. The side that is discovered first, even if possessing deadly offensive capabilities, is utterly powerless against a concealed enemy. Once discovered—

"emission!"

Survival and death, victory and defeat, are only a matter of a moment.

P.S.: The previous 2200-word chapter wasn't interrupted at all.

Wizarding Civilization: Chapter 731 Both Sides Suffer

Separated from the mortal world, what is the difference between wizards, who are high above the ordinary people, and ordinary people when faced with weapons made of metal and gunpowder, which are designed to maximize damage?

The answer is: There is no difference.

An attack that even a level two black-robed wizard couldn't stop was a disaster for a level one gray-robed wizard.

Wizards who tried to resist anti-material weapons and even tank-piercing rounds with various defensive means and stances had their protection shattered and were turned into mutilated corpses by the high-powered gunpowder and penetration. The survivors, after witnessing such a horrific scene, fled in all directions and managed to save their lives.

Even so, the unprecedented heavy casualties suffered by the entire Dual-Patterned Wizard Academy made them hesitant to continue their attack. The expeditionary force, having lost all trace of the wizards, was forced to go into hiding—even though this had little effect.

The delicate stalemate lasted for nearly ten minutes, but Eve took the initiative to appear and inform the expeditionary force that the wizard had left. Only then did they realize that they had successfully repelled the wizard's third counterattack. However, the victorious expeditionary force showed no joy whatsoever.

"The losses were too great. The entire ammunition depot was detonated. The reserves we brought with us have to be prepared all over again. The casualties exceeded two hundred. Our defensive facilities were completely useless."

"If those wizards hadn't shown themselves, our fate might have been no different from the previous two expeditionary forces. No matter how many troops we had, it would have been useless until we could break through their invisibility."

"What about infrared?"

"No, it can't be recognized."

"So, we can only take the hits? We're being bombarded with this level of heavy firepower time and time again, without any ability to retaliate?"

"Perhaps the situation isn't as bad as it seems."

Having stopped the pessimism from spreading, Zhang Longshao, who was covered in dust from the earlier incident, wiped his face and said, "The situation just now has proven that we are not helpless against those wizards. As long as we can find their location, various anti-material weapons and armor-piercing weapons can kill them. The only limitation for us is the detection method."

"But you also know it's a problem with the detection method. In modern warfare, the most important thing is intelligence. Right now, we are in a state of one-sided intelligence exposure."

"Yes, relying solely on the expeditionary force is insufficient to fight the enemy in this impoverished alien world, but we have external support."

As he spoke, he pointed to the location of "Griffin's" base in the distance.

“I have good reason to believe that those wizards didn’t reveal themselves to us on their own initiative, but were forced to appear by ‘them’ in some way. Similarly, ‘them’ also have the means to break through the wizards’ blockade and obtain information!”

"Commander Zhang, is this your opinion?"

"This is not just my opinion, but also the opinion of the Earth."

Pulling out the authorization letter he had just received from Earth, Zhang Longshao exhaled: "After these consecutive battles, we have to admit that neither we nor any of our soldiers from Earth possess the combat skills required to face an opponent with unknown methods and unclear intelligence. The Expeditionary Force has received modern, group-based combat training, which is insufficient to deal with such complex and excessive combat situations. Compared to us, 'Griffin's' automated humanoids undoubtedly have more experience fighting against such opponents."

He paused, then continued, "Of course, Earth isn't willing to pay too heavy a price for this. The price of the 'Griffin' notebook is simply too high; just one 'Griffin' automaton army template costs 200000 reward points..."

At this point, the commander's eye twitched slightly, but he suppressed his emotions and continued, "The Earth side hopes to break through the situation using 'Griffin's' automated humanoid army, rather than relying entirely on them in combat. The mission of the interdimensional expeditionary force is to improve the base as much as possible during this phase and find the strongholds of those wizards—from the previous contacts, it's clear they are organized and have a sense of collectivism, and the existence of those 'wizard apprentices' means they can't all move freely like full-fledged wizards; it's very likely they have a fixed stronghold..."

None of those present were so foolish as to be beyond redemption, and they naturally understood the meaning behind Zhang Longshao's words.

"Commander Zhang, has the Earth side given authorization?"

“That’s right. As long as we can find the exact coordinates of those wizard strongholds, we can still build a missile silo.”

"……Can."

“I accept this plan.”

"Seconded."

“Very good, then our next task is reconnaissance—don't worry about being exposed anymore, deploy all drones for reconnaissance. What needed to be exposed has already been exposed. The wizards will be handled by our 'allies' for the time being. In the precious time gained by the 200000 reward points, our task is to find the location of those wizards, and then—”

"Kill them all!"

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Dual-Striped Wizard Academy, Dual-Striped Wizard Tower.

Compared to the last gathering, the number of people sitting in the tower this time was much smaller. Some were still on missions outside and hadn't had time to return, but most had perished in the recent battle.

If the casualties were to be suffered by wizard apprentices, then the Twin-Striped Wizard Academy, with its resources, would only experience a brief period of pain, and everything would be restored to normal in a decade or so. However, the casualties are to be ignored by the ruling class and the very foundation of the Twin-Striped Wizard Academy.

"...Including Sakahavi, Wennonnas, Walbuga, and Lafayette, a total of nine grey-robed wizards perished."

Even when the cold, hard statistics were presented to the wizards, they still felt a sense of unrealism and illusion.

In the five-hundred-year history of the Two-Striped Wizarding Academy, it has never suffered such heavy casualties, not to mention that these casualties were not caused by any wizarding force or any powerful wizard, but by those two-legged sheep—Muggle-like mortals—whom they regarded as experimental subjects.

"This was my mistake."

After a long silence, a gray-robed wizard with white hair and beard descended from the wizard tower. He was Madison, one of only three second-level wizards remaining from the five-hundred-year-long accumulation of the Two-Striped Wizard Academy.

"I misjudged the strength of these invaders, thinking they were just a group of weak creatures unaware of the great power of wizards. However, the truth gave me a harsh lesson... Their bodies may be fragile, but their weapons are equally powerful, powerful enough to threaten the survival of wizards."

"Wizards, this is no longer just a question of whether to invade or not, but whether we can continue to survive on this continent. I will represent the Dual-Striped Wizard Academy and mobilize all the forces of the West Coast to crush them. In this war, the great wizard civilization stands with us!"

Wizarding Civilization: Chapter 732 Squad 404

“We are willing to pay resources equivalent to 200000 reward points in exchange for support from 'Griffin'.”

[A wise choice, you won't regret it.]

The diplomat, silently regretting his actions, maintained a polite smile: "Of course, we trust your capabilities and expertise. We have witnessed the professionalism of Automaton in our long-term cooperation with 'Griffin,' and we believe you will bring us good news again this time."

【If it's just reconnaissance, then of course there's no problem ba< Sanling & Jiulingqi (Jiuwu Baqun), but relying solely on the power of 'Griffin' might not be enough to help you conquer this continent】

Upon hearing this, the diplomat felt a chill run down his spine; sure enough—

【We don't need five million, three million, or even one million. Just 990,000 points are enough for us to wipe out all those who dare to resist the Expeditionary Force's rule on this continent. What do you think?】

"Ahem, this matter is not something that a mere diplomat like me can decide. We need to communicate with the Earth Federation again..." What followed was a series of prepared statements, which could be summarized in two words: no money.

Despite Lin Yi's regretful attempts to persuade him to stay, the new diplomat left without looking back. He somewhat understood why his senior colleague, surnamed Zhang, had shown that expression during the mission handover. If he hadn't known that he was merely a mouthpiece and had no say in the reward points, he might have impulsively given the answer. After all, exchanging 200,000 for a "Griffin" army template was no different from exchanging 1 million for a continent...

Hmm? Something seems off?

It seems this thing has limited use.

"Father?"

"It's nothing, it's your turn to act, Eve."

"Do your will."

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"Ugh... My precious vacation is over just like that. Doesn't 'Griffin' have any place to complain?"

Half-heartedly, G11 stepped out of the automatic door, the glaring sunlight overhead making him want to turn around and leave—but his teammates behind him blocked his way.

"You can choose to join the human expeditionary force."

hk416, who was walking behind, pointed her gun straight ahead, showing the confidence that she would shoot if her teammates dared to turn around: "Then I can rightfully send you to the repair shop."

"Don't be so nervous, 416. G11 was just joking."

As usual, UMP9 stood in the middle with a laugh, continuing to push the reluctant G11 to the side: "This mission will definitely be fine! Right, Sister 45?"

"Hmm? I'm reserving my opinion~"

As the captain of Squad 404, who frequently participates in otherworldly battlefields, UMP45 possesses a level of authority far exceeding that of the newly joined AR Squad. Naturally, he is equally familiar with the entire process, including determining enemy intelligence before battle and preparing appropriate weapons and ammunition—he has done the foolish thing of using ordinary bullets to deal with armored vehicles once, and even if he doesn't die, the feeling of lying in the repair pod is not pleasant.

"The emphasis is on armor-piercing weapons... but it doesn't look like an armored target."

After confirming that G11 had obediently gone out, HK416 walked over to UMP45 and frowned as he looked at the target information displayed on the mission instructions given by "Griffin": "They're just ordinary humans, do we really need to take action against them?"

"Oh dear, it seems Miss 416 is quite confident in herself~ She believes she can handle opponents who are immune to optical and infrared detection, have a horizontal flight altitude of over 500m, an unknown flight speed, spatial teleportation capabilities, and can launch grenade-level destructive attacks with one hand, as well as various strong acids, inducements, vibrations... and whose methods are of unknown cause."

While speaking in a teasing tone, he gradually revealed the information he had been hiding to hk416, whose face was becoming increasingly pale. Finally, he said with no small amount of malice, "In that case, on behalf of 'Griffin,' I have decided to entrust this mission to you."

"you--"

Are you all done?

"—!"

Unlike HK416, who instinctively pointed his weapon at the unseen arrival behind him, UMP45, who had already learned that an "assistant" would appear on this mission, smiled and said, "Welcome, you are 'Griffin's' 'assistant,' right?"

"Eve."

Eve felt a faint sense of disgust towards the automaton pointing a gun at her, not because of the weapon that threatened her life, but because of the very existence that held the weapon: the automaton.

Of course, things are different now. In the past, she would express hatred for these beings, who were also created by her father, for reasons she herself could not understand. But now she can hide it. If we were to talk about how this change came about... isn't hiding one's true thoughts the most basic thing for "humans"?

Eve, who strives for perfection, believes she can achieve it.

"Assistant?"

HK416, who overheard their conversation, put down his weapon, but his tone still betrayed his wariness and confusion: "'Griffin' has never had any assistants."

In the past, the tasks assigned by the main god to the automatons were at most "collaborators"—usually automatons based on other naval or air force templates, occasionally including interdimensional expeditionary forces and reincarnators. Apart from that, the tasks were completed by "Griffin" itself, and the word "assistant" never appeared.

"Hmm~ Can we interpret this as meaning that we can't defeat this enemy on our own?"

When faced with UMP45's subtly pointed question, Eve made no attempt to hide anything—it had nothing to do with her father, so there was no need to hide it: "Yes, you are too weak."

Seeing that this mission, worth 200000 points, was about to fail prematurely due to the poor communication between the two sides, Lin Yi had to spare some attention to this matter in order to figure out how to repair the damaged God system.

The automated humanoids lack effective detection methods, and Eve lacks professional reconnaissance techniques.

"Who?!"

"—!"

"Father!"

The main god space.

Rubbing his temples, Lin Yi had an impulse to ignore everything and let the main god take over. However, the red numbers displayed in front of him, representing the main god's miserable state after the "Fragment War," made Lin Yi give up this impulse.

For a moment, I missed myself before I came into contact with the "information operation" system. At least back then, all I had to do was throw out an information file and everything would be solved.

This is an order.