Chapter 596 - Who Buys Time for Whom? (1/2)

Chapter 596 Who Buys Time for Whom?

“It’s already too late.”

Pylos looked at the rows of Golden Sons standing outside the walls of the base.

Greene was silent.

They were quite surprised-when did these people finish assembling!

And it was at such a close distance, yet it didn’t catch their attention at all.

It was common knowledge that the more people there were, the noisier they were.

The assembly of several thousand people was extremely noisy.

The Golden Sons, however, proceeded in a surprising state of silence.

If before they had caught the Golden Sons off guard, now it was they who had been surprised by the Golden Sons.

The situation had completely reversed.

“Greene, about how much magic power is left in the golem?” “Two more hours of activity at most,” Greene said slowly. “The extent of the Golden Sons’ stubbornness has completely surpassed our expectations.” They were done for.

Surrounding them were pairs of eyes filled with smugness or derision.

Pylos swept his gaze around, feeling rather uncomfortable, as if he were a circus lion being watched.

He took a small breath, letting the cold desert air soak his lungs. It helped him feel a little more awake. “Greene, I have an idea-let’s surrender.” “Are you kidding me?” Greene snapped his head around to stare at Pylos, an incredulous look in his eyes.

Pained, Pylos rubbed his forehead. “I’m serious. Let’s surrender. Save more seeds and fertilizers for our Spatial Magic Tower—this way, at least we can keep our knowledge alive.”

Greene grunted. “Pylos, I can pretend I didn’t hear that… Do you still have the dignity and honor of a Legendary Mage?” “No.” Pylos shook his head, sounding rather despondent. “We had no dignity left when we took the golem and ambushed a group of people whose average strength was less than Master level, and pushing a little further back in time, our honor was gone when five of us Legends surrounded Roland and couldn’t even take him down.”

Greene was at a loss for words. “Then I order you as Acting Great Elder not to surrender.” Greene snorted, his expression rather displeased.

With a flash of pain in his eyes, Pylos took two steps back as he stared into Greene’s eyes. “Then I’m a renegade of the Spatial Magic Tower from now on.”

“What did you say!”

Greene was filled with shock. He couldn’t believe what he had heard.

Pylos was actually going to abandon the Spatial Magic Tower.

It was ridiculous that the man who claimed to be the most loyal to the Magic Tower said that he was leaving

“I’m going to leave some seeds for the Spatial Magic Tower.” The magic staff in Pylos’s hand was already shimmering. “Greene, as a friend, I have to warn you… the position of the Great Elder is not a comfortable one. It represents responsibility. You are rather timid, which is fine in times of peace, but in times of war like this, you are not suitable to be a Great Elder.”

After speaking, Pylos teleported away from the base.

Watching a Legendary Mage escape, the players froze for a moment, then many pounded their chests in chagrin.

“Sh*t, we let a Legend escape. That’s points and EXP.”

“Cowardly Mage, actually running away. He’s clearly so many levels above us.”

Although the players were furious, they were good at learning their lessons and immediately dumped out a bunch of Dimensional Anchor scrolls.

The layers and layers of Dimensional Anchor were much thicker than the thirty or so layers of Imprisonment just now.

Even Legendary Mages could barely break free of so many magic scrolls with their mental power.

Trapping Greene, the golem, and the other Legendary Mage here made it impossible for them to use spatial magic.

“How dare you lock us up!”

Greene was furious. He had indeed been a wimp before, but now that the Spatial Magic Tower was at stake, how could he possibly continue to be a wimp!

The Spatial Magic Tower was his home.

Even cowards would have endless courage when it came to protecting their homes.

He waved his wand forward. “Everyone, attack to the east and break the siege.”

The intelligent golem took the lead, taking large strides.

It didn’t like to use magic now. It just stomped with its feet or swept away the Golden Sons with large, heavy weapons.

As a gargantuan gold golem, every move consumed a huge amount of energy.

So now it tried not to use magic and instead used physical attacks to strike the enemy.

Kicking away some of the Golden Sons that were in its way, the golem quickly noticed that something was wrong. The tidal wave of Golden Sons bypassed it, ignoring its attacks, and instead lunged directly behind him.

Damn, their target isn’t me, but the Spatial Magic Tower’s Mages. “Continuous Fireball!”

Greene, who was hiding in the group of Mages, immediately used an AOE spell.

With such a spell, he could probably kill hundreds of enemies if they clustered together.

However, Greene and the other Legendary Mage had just sealed Roland with great exertion, and now he only released four fireballs.

At his peak, Greene could release more than ten fireballs at a time.

Four shots of fire exploded in the tidal wave of Golden Sons.

After a moment of confusion, about fifty people were hit. Most of them died and went to respawn, and only a small number of Golden Sons continued to charge, dragging their injured bodies along.

Then a seemingly endless number of Golden Sons clashed with the army of Mages.

“Continuous Fireball.”

“Bone Prison!”

“Group Protection!”

Greene tried to save as many Mages and as many students as he could.