Tempest of the Battlefield - Chapter 513

Chapter 513: A New Mastery
Translator: Oneshotwonder Editor: Hitesh_

“Hehe… I am afraid that Moye is not going to let you do whatever you want on his turf.”

“Save your energy. Moye couldn’t do a thing to stop me… you know that.” Patroclus brushed off the threat.

“Very well then, I will be waiting for the news of your defeat!” The girl shot back at him and turned on her heels. Despite her brazen ignorance and lack of respect, Patroclus let her walk out of the hall freely.

The girl clenched her hands together as she tried to cope with the immense joy inside her: he was back!

The belief that Wang Tong was still alive was what had kept her going for the last five years. Regardless of Patroclus’ motive in telling her the news, this was what she needed to hear the most.

“My lord, why did you tell her that? Aren’t you worried that she is going to be even more stubborn?” Lee Moshan asked with a quiet voice.

“Moshan, are you doubting me?”

“No, never my lord. Your words are the truth.” Lee Moshan hurried with an obsequious reply. However, he found it hard pressed to agree with Patroclus’ methods for winning the girl’s heart. If it were him, he would have taken the girl’s body first and then worried about her mind and heart. Patroclus had the ability to give her eternal life, and perhaps the gift would change the way she saw the world. However, Patroclus kept her human form and seemed to have enjoyed the fruitless persuasion and waiting.

But, no matter how perplexed Lee Moshan was over the matter, he didn’t dare ask for Patroclus’ reason in doing things this way.

“Have they arrived on Mars?”

“Yes, my lord. They have already begun the search. Moye had made a bit of fuss over it. Do you think I should go there and help them out?” Lee Moshan always wondered why Patroclus cared so much about Wang Tong, since he was only an outdated public idol of a different era. Not only did no one remember him any longer, but his power would be puny compared to the new generation of the human race. Thanks to the new body given by Patroclus, the immortals were able to test tactics and techniques that would be outright banned in the old times due to their dangerous nature. These fearless experiments had widened the landscape of METAL combat significantly for the immortals, and made them much stronger than their human counterparts.

“Give them some time. If he keeps on harassing our men, then we will deal with him.” Patroclus’ voice held a measure of anticipation.

“Yes, my lord.” Lee Moshan replied and then bowed. He knew that there were not a lot of worthy opponents left for Patroclus in this world, since he had already reached the Divine Way. However, the former wagered that Patroclus’ defiant nature would eventually lead him astray from the Divine Way to seek alternatives that would break the circle, which in his view, had shackled the humans’ real potential. Wang Tong was too weak even for the new Lee Moshan, much less Patroclus himself.

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Blizzard quickly finished testing all the heavy METAL; their soldiers gawked at these shiny new METAL suits with anticipation flashing in their eyes.

On the other side, no one at Battle Wolf wanted to see these heavy METAL go. However, their financial constraint meant that they had to make some sacrifices.

Roseau and Mao Jin guarded these heavy METAL while waiting for their transport fleet to arrive, making sure no one from the Battle Wold could get near these precious METAL suits. Their overly protective act had rubbed Ross the wrong way. “Balls! They haven’t paid us yet, have they? Why can’t we even take a look at them? ” He murmured.

Ross walked to Roseau and asked, “Time for lunch, lieutenant Roseau. The table is set for you inside the dining room, please.”

“Haha… Thank you Lieutenant Ross, but no. We like to eat out here.”

Ross rolled his eyes, and caught a glimpse of the heavy METAL behind the two guards. His eyes lit up with surprise and regret. If he knew how powerful these suits were, he would not have to stomach Blizzard’s cold sneers while he was in their camp. He conceded that he should never have doubted Wang Tong’s words.

Meanwhile, Hans and Guan Dongyang were discussing some questions regarding Mastery. Hans was a notable leader in the Maersa District, and he was a few years older than Guan Dongyang, who enjoyed the discussion with someone at the similar level as himself. Unlike the discussion with Wang Tong, in which Guan Dongyang’s thoughts were guided by the latter, he felt that his mind was free and open during the conversation with Hans.

METAL combat had not developed in one day; it was the result of decades of collaboration among powerful fighters. The Mastery casters was not any different in that respect either. For the greater good, Guan Dongyang didn’t hold back any knowledge that he had, and neither did Hans. After a long conversation and exchange of ideas, Guan Dongyang’s knowledge and his candor had won Hans’ respect.

After his visit, Hans was convinced that the Battle Wolf would one day rise to power because of their astute leader and his powerful adviser.

After Aamir got the confirmation from Hans, he sent out a transport fleet to the Battle Wolf’s camp without a second thought. He trusted Hans’ judgment as much as he trusted himself. Hans’ report had also confirmed Wang Tong’s incredible ability, but warned Aamir about the difficulties in enlisting him.

Although the camp had visitors, Battle Wolf didn’t stop their training.

Ye Zi and Hamir had finally successfully completed a spell with combined elements, and the damage of the spell had nearly doubled. From there, the training became much easier, as their success rate increased drastically.

Wang Tong watched their training with a pleased smile. Although the spells wouldn’t be useful in a real war until every mastery caster had mastered the technique, it was a good start nonetheless.

After getting Wang Tong’s approval, Hamir started to teach the rest of the mastery casters the technique to blend the fire and wind element together. The key to learning any mastery spell was understanding but not memorizing; muscle memory only worked for METAL combat training.

Wang Tong called Ye Zi to him. She played both the role of a mastery caster as well we a field medic; however, she never complained about the heavy responsibilities.

“Ye Zi, I feel that you are much more talented in mastery spells than being a medic, not that you are a bad medic.” Wang Tong remarked. He was not sure if it was just him or Ye Zi had become very quiet of late.

Ye Zi didn’t hold Wang Tong’s gaze as she looked down and then replied, “We need a field medic more than just another mastery caster.”

“Saving lives is important, but so is preventing loss of life using aggressive means. I have an idea that could boost your mastery skills. You have already learned the hybrid mastery. Don’t let that talent go to waste.”

Ye Zi furrowed her brows and replied, “I am interested, but mastery attacks are really not my expertise.”

“Hehe… I have a spell that is not an attack spell but a buff. It will be able to increase the damage output of all the friendly soldiers around you by at least two folds.” Wang Tong cracked a smile.

“…The divine burst?”

“No, no… The divine burst can only be applied to the caster. This one is more difficult, and it is called the Divine Light. If it is successful, I am planning to build an entire mastery team that will focus on casting these buffs.”

“Divine Light…” Ye Zi murmured the name and imagined what it would be like.

“Let me show you what it is like.”

Wang Tong opened his arm, and a bright white light beamed from the sky down on Ye Zi. She could feel a gush of energy enter her system and replenish her sea of consciousness.

As an avid mastery user, Ye Zi was stunned by the spell. Of all the buff spells she knew, the source of the buff came from the target itself. However, Ye Zi was certain that she didn’t overdraft her soul energy, and the extra energy was coming from the light beaming down on her.