The Witcher: Son of the Planes.

After a day and night of fierce fighting on a battle line of hundreds of kilometers and with millions of warriors on both sides, they had to take a short rest to replenish their strength and treat the wounded.

The 45 war zones that Listan is in charge of seem to be easier than the war zones that the Elf Kingdom and human countries are in charge of, because the long-term plane wars have gradually made the wizards and knights numb.

There are people responsible for collecting the dead and injured wizards and knights. If conditions permit, Listan is willing to do this humanitarian thing. However, it is very sad for those slave creatures after their death, and they will become food for other slave creatures.

The surviving slave creatures were eating frantically on the battlefield, eating the corpses of their companions and the corpses of the opposing orcs. No matter how much they ate, it seemed as if it could not fill their empty stomachs.

It was already the second day of the fighting. Although both sides were exhausted, after resting for a few hours, at noon, the two sides launched another fierce battle.

The 55th war zone where Colin is located has become lively again. The slave creatures have launched another charge under the leadership of the knights, but our wizards have undergone different degrees of changes.

Colin was in relatively good condition. After continuously using mana potions, several wizards seemed to have some minor problems with their body's recovery mechanism, as if they had suffered a backlash. They needed to rest for a few days before slowly returning to normal. This had invisibly caused certain damage to the combat effectiveness of the 55th War Zone.

Colin sighed, he didn't know when he would face the problem of backlash. Although he had a lot of mana potions, he only used them once yesterday. He had been maintaining a low-intensity spell release, so he could last longer. This battlefield involved millions of people, and the power of an individual was not strong enough to influence a war, so any caution was not excessive.

The harpy man yesterday taught Colin a vivid lesson. You can never predict when an accident will happen, especially on the battlefield. While you are watching others, there are others watching you. So you must maintain at least half of your mana reserves next time. Rest when you need to. You have done enough.

At present, Colin's mana reserves are not full. It was only recovered to 60% before the battle with Zagunas yesterday. Naturally, there were losses in the battle. Although he rested for a few hours after the battle, it was far from enough to fully recover. Now the war has started again, and Colin, who has signed the contract, has to continue to work for Listan.

Colin did not use the Rain of Fire spell today. He was not concerned with killing as many enemies as possible, but was focused on being steady.

Colin used the Earth Star to observe a number of orcs. Under the encouragement of the shaman war songs and in a frenzy, their strength increased by 70%. Although it cannot be simply converted, according to the data, some low-level orcs have reached the intermediate level. This has made a great difference in resisting spells and recovering from injuries. The orcs have become difficult to kill.

Colin was ready to cast some auxiliary spells, and the first choice was Quicksand. Why? Because this spell could slow down the orcs' movement speed. You said you were "thick-skinned", fine, but you couldn't run away. If you were hit a few more times, no matter how thick your skin was, you would still be injured and killed.

In the area where Colin focused on casting spells, whether it was the knights or the slave creatures, it felt that the orcs on the opposite side were much easier to kill, or at least they could rarely dodge their attacks. After a few rounds, the orcs in front of them had been replaced by a new batch.

Colin originally thought that today's battle would end without any incident, when suddenly an iron rod appeared in Colin's sight.

Colin took a closer look and found that it was the little guy Barrick. He didn't expect that he was also sent here. Hey, he is obviously still a child.

Barrick is a little older than when Colin left, and his body is also a bit stronger. After initially mastering berserk, with the blessing of the shaman's war song, Barrick's strength is catching up with that of high-level orcs.

He was fighting back and forth with a high-level knight squire on the opposite side. Although at first glance it seemed that Barrick was stronger, this was all an illusion, the effect of berserk and war song. Barrick was still a mid-level warrior after all.

The knight's squire who was fighting against him was also very experienced in fighting. He did not forcefully consume his fighting spirit to fight Barrick head-on, but patiently waited for the frenzy skill to subside. Gradually, Barrick's iron rod swinging speed slowed down. As the speed of the two skills decreased, his opponent began to use fighting spirit. With only two moves, he cut a deep wound on Barrick's body that could be seen to the bone.

Colin's compassion was aroused. Although the orcs were nothing in his eyes and were not much better than the slave creatures on the front line, Colin could not bear to see the end of the "little monkey" he had taught for five months, not to mention that he had an older sister at home.

Colin still flew over and saved Barrick when he suffered the third fatal injury.

"I am very interested in this creature, Knight. You can come to me later and I will provide you with some practical potions." After that, Colin took Barrick away.

The knight's squire had no objection to what the wizard Colin said, nor did he dare to have any opinion. Besides, he had been told that he could get a potion afterwards, so what was inappropriate about that? As for what the wizard would do with the orc, that was not his concern.

Barrick was quickly taken to the rear by Colin. Colin took out a bottle of healing potion and fed it to Barrick, then let him go.

"Is it you? Brother Colin, why are you here?" Until now, Barrick still didn't want to believe that Brother Colin, who helped him join the recruit camp and helped his sister fight off the villains, was his enemy.

Colin ignored Barrick. Saving him just now had delayed his spellcasting. The battlefield was changing rapidly. The power of one wizard was nothing, but the loss of a wizard might affect the direction of the war in a theater of war, thus triggering larger-scale changes.

Colin then cast a fireball. This spell was the first one he learned. It consumed very little energy and was cast very quickly, just as good as the flintlock musket in his previous life.

"Brother Colin, you must be Brother Colin, I recognize you, say something." After taking the healing potion, Barrick finally stopped his injuries. He struggled to stand up and shouted unwillingly beside Colin.

Seeing that Barrick's life was not in danger for the time being, Colin did not indulge him. He cast a confinement spell to seal Barrick's perception and body, and then threw him into a different dimension, preparing to deal with him after today's war was over.

The sky gradually darkened. It seemed that both sides had no intention of continuing the night battle today. When the last ray of light in the sky disappeared, both sides automatically ceased fighting.

Colin returned to his temporary residence, considered it over and over again, and finally took a bottle of mana potion, then released Barrick.