Chapter 533: Section 320: Being a Bystander
Dawn gradually broke, and Snowbird Port was shrouded in a layer of silvery-gray gauze.
The sea was calm.
Yet inside Snowbird Port, calmness was absent, with battles constantly erupting.
In a battle involving Golden Level mages, the disturbance was huge.
At this time, the Dragon Lion Mercenary Corps had already left Snowbird Port.
But they had not completely gone.
After the Dragon-man youth reached an agreement with the City Lord of Snowbird Port, the Dragon Lion Mercenary Corps received permission to leave the port.
At this moment, their ships were maintaining a distance from the docks of Snowbird Port.
Near the fleet of Dragon Lion Mercenary Corps lay a patrol fleet from Snowbird Port.
During the agreement, the City Lord of Snowbird Port specifically proposed sending a fleet to protect the Dragon Lion Mercenary Corps.
Officially, this was protection, but the Dragon-man youth and others knew well: this was the City Lord of Snowbird Port purposefully dispatching it to monitor the Dragon Lion Mercenary Corps.
The Dragon-man youth accepted this proposal because both cooperating parties needed to strive for the other’s trust.
Trust is the foundation of cooperation.
At this very moment, the core members of the Dragon Lion Mercenary Corps were secretly gathering.
Everyone intensely focused on the Magic Image before them.
Numerous reconnaissance-type Alchemy Puppets were dispersed in various parts of the noisy battlefield.
The situation on the battlefield could be transmitted to their eyes instantaneously.
Furthermore, the Deep Sea Monster Fish near the bottom of the sea by Snowbird Port’s docks was thoroughly surveilling, recording everything happening on the battlefield.
The survivors first saw the City Lord of Snowbird Port preparing for battle.
Due to concerns about alerting the enemy, the City Lord of Snowbird Port hadn’t dispersed the crowd from the slums at the outset.
He had dispatched three Magic Teams.
These three Magic Teams had used spells to conceal themselves before entering the battlefield.
The Dragon-man youth and others could vaguely see some dust and noticed some subtle signs.
Once the Magic Teams were in position, the City Lord of Snowbird Port secretly dispatched subordinates to quietly disperse the crowd.
Simultaneous to this, he appeared atop a building, beginning to cast a spell.
He didn’t chant any spells but rather took out a Golden Level scroll.
The spell—Hidden Silence Technique.
It was a fairly common spell.
Its effect was to increase the spell’s power slightly when cast by a mage. The key aspect was that it allowed the caster to chant silently throughout, completely silent and with the spell’s energy fully contained. It wasn’t until the spell was released that the spell’s energy would suddenly burst out.
In the history of world warfare, this spell was often used for mages’ ambushes and surprise attacks.
The City Lord of Snowbird Port used three of the same Hidden Silence Technique scrolls at once.
The battle had just begun, and he had already invested a significant amount of money.
Hidden Silence Technique was an area effect.
Had he gathered all three Magic Teams together, perhaps only one scroll would have been necessary.
However, under the command of the City Lord of Snowbird Port, the three Magic Teams were positioned widely apart, necessitating the use of three scrolls to cover everyone.
After the City Lord of Snowbird Port successfully cast the spell, he immediately gave orders.
The Magic Teams began to cast spells in succession.
Accompanied by the Snow Elves’ silent incantations and the use of casting materials, their figures gradually became visible.
The crowd being dispersed saw this and felt terrified.
Many people were reluctant to leave and showed subtle signs of resistance.
But upon seeing the appearance of the Magic Teams, the vast majority realized that something major was happening and didn’t need further persuasion; they fled the area of their own accord.
The activity in the surroundings gradually intensified.
“So many mages…” the Dragon-man youth, seeing such a scene for the first time, couldn’t help but feel envious.
For the Dragon Lion Mercenary Corps, mages had always been a scarce resource.
But here, in the Ice Sculpture Kingdom, the Elves’ racial talents had brought them a large number of mages, luxurious enough to form teams.
With a glance, the Dragon-man youth roughly counted nearly 10 Silver Level mages in the three teams!
And at this rank, not even one mage was present in the Dragon Lion Mercenary Corps.
Whether it was Cang Xu or Zi Di, their mage levels were below Silver Level.
Qing Xin was a Silver Level Wind Mage.
But her loyalty still needed to be verified.
Additionally, getting her to join the Dragon Lion Mercenary Corps was quite challenging.
In Qing Xin’s understanding, Zi Di, Cang Xu, and the Dragon Lion Mercenary Corps had no connection. Strictly speaking, the Dragon Lion Mercenary Corps was even considered their enemy, having clashed in the chaos at Twin Eyes Island and the Songfeng Sea battle.
“Fire Meteor Team, Surface Frost Team, and Coordinator Team,” Zong Ge quietly named these three teams.
They had received this information quite early.
The existence of these three Magic Teams was never a secret—the citizens of Snowbird Port were all aware of this.
Although the Coordinator Team only played a supporting role, it was clear that they were in a leadership position.
This team began to cast spells first.
The specific spells they cast, none of the survivors could identify.
Following that, members of the Fire Meteor Team began chanting in unison.
Under the influence of the previous Golden scroll, the survivors saw them opening their mouths to chant, but heard no sound.
While chanting, they each took out their spellcasting materials.
Most of the spellcasting materials were the same, with only a few exceptions.
The amount of spellcasting materials per person was about the same as well.
Members with weaker power used naturally more materials.
These spellcasting materials dissipated in their hands and reverted into a large amount of Fire Element.
The Fire Element swirled around the team members, quickly increasing in density and forming many sparks.
The sparks continuously twinkled in the space above the team’s heads.
The aura of all members of the Fire Meteor Team merged into one, indistinguishable from each other. Their momentum kept rising, and their mage robes fluttered without wind, exuding an imposing aura.
The survivors showed mixed emotions.
They were happy about the team’s extraordinary strength but worried that the astonishing momentum might reveal their identity and alert the mysterious assassin.
The Hidden Silence Technique was playing its role; there was no movement from the side of the mysterious assassin.
When the Fire Meteor Team’s spellcasting was halfway done, the Frost Cream Team also began their spellcasting.
They took out a large amount of Ice Element spellcasting materials and simultaneously started chanting.
The survivors still could not hear anything.
In fact, even if they did hear, most would not understand.
Because the Snow Elves were using the Elf Language.
Among the survivors, only Zi Di and Cang Xu were proficient in the Elf Language and could use it for daily communication.
Fat Tongue and Zong Ge knew some, the former used it for identifying Elf merchandise, and the latter for reading Elf war history.
The Dragon-man youth didn’t know the Elf Language at all.
When he was interacting with the City Lord of Snowbird Port, it was the latter who proactively used the Human Race language.
The qualities of the Frost Cream Team members were notably higher than those of the Fire Meteor Team.
Their spellcasting was much faster, and the accumulation of Ice Element was extremely rapid, quickly filling the surroundings with cold air.
The Snow Elves were thin in stature, but at this moment, their aura merged into one, continuously rising like towering snow peaks, bringing a strong sense of pressure to others.
The Fire Element magic of the Fire Meteor Team was released.
The fierce flames resembled a monster opening its huge mouth, swallowing the residence of the mysterious assassin.
The flames burned vigorously.
The survivors, watching through the Magic Image, seemed to feel the terrifying heat.
“This is Gold Level magic, and they have cast beyond their level, and crucially, they succeeded!” Sanda was visibly moved when he saw this scene.
He subconsciously compared the mercenary groups’ teams with these three Magic Teams.
Whether it was the Fast Blade Team or the Backwater Team, they would only face defeat and slaughter against any one of these Magic Teams.
The gap between the teams was enormous!
Gold Level magic was similar to the power of Gold Level cannons equipped with Gold Level bombs.
“If such magic were to fall upon us, what could the Dragon Lion Mercenary Corps use to resist?”
Thinking of this, Sanda’s face turned somewhat pale.
Zong Ge, however, showed a look of yearning.
He had once served in the army of the Empire and had seen the Magic Teams of the Holy Bright Empire.
At this moment, Zong Ge compared the Magic Teams in his memory with the ones in front of him.
He found that, in terms of spellcasting techniques, the Snow Elves’ team was clearly more skilled and versatile.
Of course, the troops Zong Ge served in were just an ordinary regular army.
But the issue was that the three Magic Teams here were even lower in standard. They were merely part of the defensive system of Snowbird Port.
They were at most garrison troops.
“In the Ice Sculpture Kingdom, what level are the Magic Teams in the regular army?”
Zong Ge thought to himself.
“When can I form a Magic Team?” Zong Ge mused with a wistful smile.
That goal was too far off. For him, it seemed like a distant dream.
To date, he had formed two teams, the Fast Blade Team and the Backwater Team. Both teams were small in number, and losing any member was a painful loss for Zong Ge.
It was difficult to replenish team members.
They needed the corresponding Bloodline to possibly join the team.
Only entities like nations and big Nobles had enough potential recruits to select from and achieve the scale needed for a team.
The body of the Dragon Lion Mercenary Corps was too small; even if they recruited aggressively, it was still trivial. Luck played a big part.
Honestly, having the Fast Blade and Backwater Teams, the Dragon Lion Mercenary Corps had their fair share of good luck.
The flames eventually burned out, transitioning into countless rampaging frost before extinguishing.
The sequence between the Fire Element and Ice Element magics was perfectly and naturally executed.
“What beautiful magic,” Bai Ya remarked emotionally.
The magic released by the elves seemed to possess an uncommon and elegant sensation.
Bai Ya had also experienced major battles.
Previously at Snake Rat Island, then at Twin Eyes Island, and later at the Pine Wind Sea Battle.
But, upon reflection, he had never seen magic like this.
Gorgeous and splendid yet containing terror and danger.
Zi Di glanced at Bai Ya and spoke solemnly, “It’s not just beautiful. The strength of these three Magic Teams is exceptional. They condense battlefield-level magic into tactical-level. Perhaps, this is the secret to their ability to cast beyond their level.”