I, a cultivator, have ended up in the wizarding world.

Chapter 468 Entry and Shooting Down

The surging elemental energy dyed the entire sky into a chaotic yet magnificent ocean of colors.

Jemin also joined the army that unleashed witchcraft.

He drew a circle in front of his chest with his right hand, his fingertips glowing faintly. Under the control of his mental power, the elemental power condensed in the air into a complex three-dimensional structure, then collapsed inward, transforming into a layer of transparent armor as thin as a cicada's wing, which adhered to his skin.

【Return to the Void Armor】, unarmed version.

Immediately afterwards, he flicked his left hand repeatedly, and seven pre-engraved rune crystals flew out from his sleeve, exploded in the air, and transformed into seven different types of shields, nested one after another outside the Void Armor.

Finally, he whispered a few short syllables, casting three enchantments on himself: "accelerated thinking," "dynamic visual enhancement," and "pain desensitization."

He did all of this in just two seconds.

The wizards around them also completed their preparations at almost the same time.

Looking out, the entire plain had transformed into a galaxy of millions of moving light sources, each representing a fully armed war wizard.

At this moment...

High in the sky, space seemed slightly distorted.

Two figures appeared out of thin air.

On the left is a human male who looks to be about forty years old. He has an ancient face, gentle eyes, and wears a simple linen robe. He is holding a wooden cane that looks like it was casually broken off from a tree.

But when he appeared, the elemental tides of the entire ship plane calmed down, as if paying homage to some higher being.

Norn the Wizard.

The founder of Norren Workshop, an eighth-level Grand Wizard.

On the right is a young man with silver hair and red eyes, wearing mechanical-style armor inlaid with countless gears and pipes, with three slowly rotating metal rings floating behind him.

For a moment, Jemin almost didn't recognize the wizard Anton Buchanan.

After all, the other person was no longer the child or old man he had seen before, but a young man in his prime.

The two stood in mid-air, radiating no pressure whatsoever, yet naturally becoming the absolute center of attention.

Wizard Norn raised his head and looked at a point in the void.

There was nothing there, but all the wizards knew that he was sensing the exact moment stipulated by the Star Ring Federation.

three seconds.

two seconds.

one second.

He withdrew his gaze and casually waved his right hand toward the spatial rift in the distance.

The voice was soft, yet clear and steady, reaching the ears of every wizard present, as if whispered in their ear:
"attack."

There was no pre-battle mobilization, no rousing slogans, only the simplest two words.

But enough.

"Hehehehehehe... I'll clear the way for you!" Anton Buchanan, the advisor, slammed his fists together, creating a terrifying force that whipped up a scorching gale in the sky.

Wizard Norren and Anton Buchanan were the first to make a move.

The figures of the two level-eight archmages faded from their original positions, and the next moment they appeared at the edge of the spatial rift. They then stepped in and disappeared into the black energy turbulence.

An eighth-level wizard, paving the way for the legion.

Following closely behind were the first batch of combat-type wizards.

Hundreds of thousands of points of light rose into the sky at the same time, like a meteor shower moving in reverse, trailing colorful tails as they shot toward the crack.

They were the first batch of combat units, all of whom were combat-oriented wizards skilled in frontal breakthroughs, group combat, and law clashes.

Their mission was to establish forward positions as soon as possible, withstand the enemy's initial attack, and create space for subsequent troops to deploy.

Jemin watched silently as the first legion disappeared into the crack, and began to count down in his mind.

Thirty seconds later, the second batch—the long-range strike and support sequence—took off.

Thirty seconds later, the third batch—control and interference sequences.

Then, it was their turn.

"Follow."

Clark's voice rang out.

He took a step, and the space beneath his feet automatically folded, supporting him as he flew forward smoothly.

Viola followed closely behind, her dark purple figure drawing an elegant arc in the air.

Jemin took a deep breath and activated the levitation rune built into his wizard robes. His body slowly lifted off the ground, then accelerated.

The surrounding wizards also took off in unison, forming a huge formation and flying towards the rift that stretched across the sky.

The wind whistled in my ears, and the earth below rushed past me.

The crack rapidly magnified in the field of vision.

The turbulent energy currents flowing along the edges were clearly visible; they were the wounds caused by the violent tearing of the spatial structure. Each flash of light represented the vibration of hundreds of millions of spatial strings in an instant.

Jemin could feel all the magical artifacts on his body getting slightly hot.

They are adapting to environmental changes, adjusting their output power, and preparing to cope with potentially sudden high-intensity impacts.

Finally, we reached the edge of the crack.

Without hesitation, Jemin plunged in.

A momentary feeling of weightlessness came over me.

The visual space is filled with distorted blackness.

A sharp, grating noise filled my ears, like millions of pieces of glass scraping against each other at the same time.

The body seems to be stretched, compressed, and rotated—this is a normal phenomenon when traversing an unstable spatial passage.

The duration was very short.

Approximately 0.3 seconds later, a light appeared ahead.

Jemin rushed out.

My feet regained their sense of gravity, my vision cleared, and the noise in my ears subsided.

He immediately looked around.

barren.

Utter desolation.

This was Jemin's first impression.

The earth was a nearly flat, grayish-white color, as if it had been repeatedly crushed by a giant mill.

There were no hills, no valleys, not even a single protruding rock.

The ground material looks like a mixture of some kind of slag; it's hard, dry, and lifeless.

The sky was a somber, leaden gray, cloudless and sunless, with only a dim, evenly diffused light.

The concentration of elements in the air is so low that even the most basic flame cannot sustain combustion.

This is the "super-large abandoned plane" provided by the Star Ring Federation.

It is pieced together from dozens of fragments of planes whose resources have been completely depleted. Every inch of soil has been drained of organic matter, mineral elements, and free energy, making it an absolute dead zone where even microorganisms cannot survive.

These pieces of information flashed through Jemin's mind in an instant, and at the same time, his body instinctively began to adjust its posture, preparing to land.

Just at this moment.

The detection arrays on his chest, abdomen, and back simultaneously emitted sharp warning buzzes!
No time to think.

The protective magic that has already been cast is faster than consciousness.

The Guixu Armor automatically activated to its maximum power, and the seven layers of shields contracted inward, attempting to form the densest defensive layer.

But the intensity and effectiveness of the attack far exceeded expectations.

The seven shields that Jemin had previously released were completely ineffective, leaving only the Void Armor providing protection.

The moment it came into contact with the unseen attack, the Guixu Armor flickered violently.

That transparent armor, which could be immune to level 5 energy attacks and withstand continuous level 6 bombardment, lasted only 0.01 seconds.

Then, it bursts like a soap bubble.

Jemin felt an immense crisis pressing in from all directions, the cold touch of death against his skin.

Then, the invisible barrier that had always surrounded Jemin's body shone brightly, forcefully blocking the unknown attack.

However, due to this sudden attack, the surrounding elemental environment was completely disrupted by the high-intensity aftershocks, and he lost control of the levitating runes, his body rolling and spinning uncontrollably.

My vision was spinning.

Finally, what you see is a gray, desolate land rapidly expanding.

then……

boom! ! !
(End of this chapter)