The World Conquest: Giving Birth To Become A God

As the battle commenced, the thousand-man army swiftly formed the Titan formation, creating an imposing wall of shields and spears, with crossbows at their backs.

Upon activating the formation, a wave of onslaught from the noble alliance forces rained arrows upon them. Thirteen Tier 2 Great Knights led the charge, supported by Tier 1 Official Knights, unleashing a barrage strikes with tens of thousands arrow as a support every few seconds.

The thousand-man army valiantly held their ground, with the soldiers at the front fending off the thirteen Great Knights, while those at the back of the formation retaliated with crossbow fire.

However, the energy barrier created by the Titan formation began to strain under the relentless arrows, with the concentrated efforts of the thirteen Great Knights inflicting substantial damage with their sword energy beams.

Maximus's army began to feel the strength of their opponents, with superior numbers and stronger individual strength. Fatigue and frustration set in as they struggled to maintain the formation against the overwhelming tide of enemies.

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Harrington, was increasingly growing impatient with the stalemate, ashamed at the sight of the seemingly smaller enemy army holding their ground against his forces. Jealousy consumed him as he wished to have such an elite army himself.

In a fit of anger, he ordered the remaining thirteen Tier 3 Earth Knights under his command to join the fray, hoping to deliver a devastating blow to the enemy.

However, before the Earth Knights could charge forward, Generals Smith and Johnson, who also possessed the strength of Earth Knights, intercepted them. With a combination of strategic positioning, superior combat skills, and the support of thirty peak Official Knights in formation, they engaged the oncoming Earth Knights.

The clash between the two generals and the opposing forces erupted into a storm of blades and bursts of pure mana. The two generals, with their superior techniques and pure mana, barely held back the thirteen Earth Knights.

Despite the advantage of the thirteen Earth Knights, they soon found themselves on the defensive. The combined strength and formation array of the enemy made it difficult for them to find opportunities to strike. Through precision strikes and efficient teamwork, the enemy exploited their openings, forcing them into a defensive position.

Realizing that they couldn't continue like this, they resorted to brute force, disregarding the injuries they sustained. This approach proved to be successful as it gave them an advantage, increasing the likelihood of defeating their elusive opponents.

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In the hidden corner of the battlefield, Maximus watched as his army fought valiantly but was quickly being overwhelmed by numbers of the noble alliance force. Seeing his soldiers being pushed back and sustaining injuries made his eyes twitch. He couldn't allow losses to occur in his army, not after training these soldiers for so long.

Standing up, he raised his hands and channeled his mana, forming powerful frost particles. The air grew cold around him, and a bluish-white energy pulsed in his palm. Without hesitation, he unleashed the spell onto the battlefield. The frost particles dispersed in all directions, spreading like a wave.

Upon contact with the enemy force, an icy chill enveloped everyone, freezing them in their tracks. Ordinary soldiers and Official Knights found themselves encased in ice, their expressions locked. Even the Great Knights and Earth Knights felt the chilling effects, their agility and speed diminishing as frost particles covered their armor and limbs.

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As the ice particles froze the majority of Lord Harrington's force in their tracks, a wave of respite swept through his army, giving them a chance to catch their breath. The soldiers, who were slowing down moments ago, now had a glimmer of hope in their eyes as they witnessed their lord's power. The frost particles created an ethereal atmosphere, casting a shimmering light under the moon across the battlefield.

Seizing the opportunity, the thousand-man army roared with might and adjusted their formation. They transferred some of the energy barrier generated by their formation to bolster the defenses of the two generals and the thirty-man army who had been struggling against the enemy.

An aura barrier enveloped the smaller army, providing added resilience. With this newfound strength, the small army was no longer afraid to confront the thirteen Earth Knights head-on. They attacked relentlessly, unafraid of injuries, gaining an overwhelming advantage.

Their fierce counterattack caught the Earth Knights off guard, as General Smith seized the opportunity and beheaded one of them, instilling panic in the remaining knights.

Harrington was taken aback by such a sudden turn of events. He hadn't expected Maximus to be hiding with his army, and he was even more shocked by his strength. Although he knew Maximus was hiding some secrets he didn't know that he himself was a Tier 3 nascent mage, he had never witnessed such strength before. Panic filled his expression as he turned to his trump card, the Tier 4 Sky Knight Bartolom.

"Bartolom," Harrington said urgently, "we cannot afford to lose any more troops. I want you to deal with the enemy mage."

Bartolom, a formidable warrior known throughout the continent, he heard of his exploits defeating Tier 3 mages in the past.

"Sure," Bartolom lazily agreed, looking at Maximus from afar, who was also observing him. He thought that although this mage was strong, the earlier spell he released must have almost exhausted his mana.

"But you didn't say it was a Nascent Mage. Your earlier payment is not enough, I'll need additional payment for this," Bartolom said to Lord Harrington with arrogance.

Harrington hesitated for a moment but readily agreed. He couldn't afford to lose any more in this battle.

"Very well, I need you to quickly kill the enemy mage and make sure not to accidentally harm my soldiers," Harrington reminded him.

Bartolom nodded in acknowledgment, his eyes glinting with excitement. It had been a while since he had faced such a formidable mage.

With a surge of energy, Bartolom activated his battle stance, a radiant aura enveloping him. He soared through the air, unleashing a concentrated attack on Maximus's army.

Not allowing him to succeed, Maximus erected a Tier 3 barrier projection toward the army, quickly dissipating the attack.

Bartolom, somewhat shocked to see his attack easily dispelled, as he shifted his focus to Maximus. Within the chaos of the battle, Maximus and Bartolom engaged in a deadly clash.

Maximus immediately activated his "Mind Eyes," enhancing his senses. With heightened senses provided by the spell Mind Eye, Maximus could analyze the battlefield with unparalleled clarity, not missing any detail.

Looking at Bartolom, who was eagerly charging toward him, Maximus couldn't help but find it amusing that the knight was so excited on his way to his own demise.

He was aware that to a Tier 4 Sky Knight, the peak mages in this continent, a nascent mage would only be an enhanced Tier 2 Great Mage with greater mana capacity, to them.

However, they couldn't be blamed, as nascent mages in this continent were unable to advance further, usually heading to the central continent. Thus, spells and inheritances above Tier 2 were incredibly rare.

Unfortunately for Bartolom, the one he met was a cheater having a top-tier meditation method and top-tier spell for his rank.

With a wave of his hand, he summoned a searing burst of flames, engulfing Bartolom in a torrent of scorching heat. The flames danced and consumed everything in their path as Bartolom struggled to evade the inferno.

Despite his dodging, Bartolom felt his mana was greatly consumed as it shielded him from the scorching heat.

As the flames subsided and Bartolom landed on the ground to take a breath, Maximus swiftly attacked with another spell. His feet pounded the ground, causing a heavy shockwave that shook Bartolom, throwing him off balance.

He struggled to maintain his footing after the ground sent shockwaves, leaving him vulnerable to Maximus' next attack.

Without hesitation, Maximus extended his hand toward the sky, conjuring bolts of lightning. The bolts arced through the air, striking Bartolom with precision and leaving him momentarily paralyzed, without giving the knight a chance to react.

As their battle continued, Maximus didn't give the enemy a chance as he demonstrated a variety of spells, as if trying to train and master his arcane arts.

Satisfied with the battle, Maximus unleashed a concentrated flame burst comparable to three consecutive bursts, which quickly blasted Bartolom into smithereens.

Until the last moment, Bartolom struggled, not even having a chance to unleash an attack. He was in disbelief as to why such a perverted mage was still staying in this poor continent.

With the end of the clash, Maximus stood on the battlefield with gleaming eyes. The battle served as a training opportunity for him, testing the effectiveness of his spells against such an opponent. Although he had effortlessly killed the poor knight, he was still satisfied to know where his strength belonged.