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

Chapter 102 Actions from all parties
"It seems the promotion was quite a big deal." Jemin opened his eyes, his gaze gleaming with barely suppressed light.

That was the result of the excessive mental energy naturally dissipating after the promotion.

Fortunately, thanks to his experience in the Foundation Establishment stage, Jemin quickly brought it under control.

“Let’s get out of here!” Jemin made a quick decision. “The commotion surrounding the promotions has attracted a lot of guys. After that, everyone who gets promoted will move to a different location!”

"can!"

"agree!"

The three quickly reached an agreement. Amy and Victor followed closely behind Jemin, and the three of them swiftly evacuated the underground chamber before the surrounding beasts closed in, disappearing into the dark forest like ghosts once more.

After his promotion, Jemin's aura became more restrained, and his movements became even faster. Each landing was almost silent, making it difficult for Amy and Victor to keep up.

Just as the three were searching for their next place to advance, every inch of land in the Erosian plane had become a battlefield.

After tens of thousands of wizard apprentices from Norren Academy were "sent" into the Erosian plane, this vast land became their testing ground.

Unlike traditional armies, wizards are better at individual or small-team combat, a characteristic that determines their invasion patterns.

The battle on the front lines between the Wizard's stronghold and the Allied Forces of the Elosia Plane became increasingly fierce.

The wizarding forces of Norren Workshop were originally locked in a stalemate with the Allied Forces of the Erosian Gods under deliberate control.

However, just after the apprentices entered the plane, the Wizarding Headquarters' offensive suddenly intensified several times over.

Intense magical light tore through the sky as the runic fortresses constructed by the wizards advanced, and terrifying summoned creatures roared as they charged forward.

This ferocious offensive was undoubtedly intended to draw the attention of the Elosia Plane Alliance as much as possible, thus creating more space for the scattered wizard apprentices to maneuver.

This allows them to infiltrate and sabotage from the heartland without being quickly killed by the powerful beings of the Erosian plane.

Meanwhile, behind the Erosian plane alliance, the apprentices displayed their unique abilities.

David was like a mobile war fortress. After landing, he did not hesitate at all and recklessly chose to charge directly at the nearest orc camp.

The giant axe he carried carried the fury of earth and metal, each swing creating a deafening roar that shook the earth.

His sheer power and destructive force turned orc camps into ruins wherever he went, leaving only severed limbs and scorched earth.

Especially after the contribution rankings were released and his ranking was surpassed by Jemin, his offensive became even more frantic.

Before long, the name David had even spread among the indigenous people.

But at the same time, this also means that the danger he faces is rapidly increasing.

Meanwhile, Serafina Nightshade, like a wisp of smoke blending into the darkness, slipped into a native town on the edge of the elven kingdom.

She is skilled in illusion and stealth, and her presence is almost imperceptible.

Her goal wasn't sabotage, but intelligence gathering. She infiltrated every corner of the town, collecting local maps, information on power distribution, and various policies.

Even after gaining legal status, she attempted to sow discord and incite some factions dissatisfied with the Elven court or certain gods to try and instigate a riot.

In a secluded valley far from the battlefield, Karen Vania, who had already been promoted to a first-level wizard, was engrossed in studying the Erosian plane, holding an ancient tome.

His goal is to construct a large array of runes in order to disrupt the dimensional energy cycle on a massive scale, or to replicate some kind of native divine magic to provide strategic support for the wizarding army.

In a roughly cleared underground space, Rex Magnus, his heavy power armor radiating intense heat, was meticulously constructing his alchemy workshop.

With the partial production line he brought with him and his superb alchemy skills, Rex's underground workshop quickly reached the point where it could be put into operation.

One after another, exquisitely designed mechanical structures were quickly formed and left the production line, arranged closely in the hollowed-out mountainside.

The wizard apprentices thus carried out a comprehensive infiltration of the Erosian plane in such a diverse and decentralized manner.

During this period, some apprentices, with their unique talents, successfully infiltrated the indigenous forces and obtained high positions.

They could even become leaders in a certain area in a short period of time, allowing themselves to enter a deeper level of concealment.

At the same time, countless unlucky individuals, due to overconfidence, strategic errors, or simply bad luck, had their identities exposed or their hiding places discovered by the enemy.

They were hunted down one by one by the powerful beings of the Erosian plane, paying the price with their lives.

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As the wizard apprentices became increasingly active, an unusually heavy atmosphere prevailed within a magnificent palace atop a massive floating island in the heart of the continent of Elosia.

Inside the magnificent hall, around a huge round table, sat the leaders of many races.

They represent their own kind and the gods behind them—the human king clad in golden armor, the elven queen in an emerald robe, the short but resolute dwarf elder, the burly orc chieftain adorned with totems, and even the dragon king who, even in human form, still possesses wings and a tail, and so on.

There were more than a dozen attendees at the table, and behind these leaders were thousands of followers sitting in chairs. In front of each of them was a communication crystal that shimmered and connected to frontline battle reports.

"The Northern offensive has intensified!" A human nobleman slammed his fist on the table in a panic. "The wizards' colossal constructs are advancing like madmen, and the Thunder Knights have already suffered more than half their casualties!"

"Our forest defenses are under immense pressure!" The Elf Queen's voice was tinged with weariness. "The creatures that seem to come from the abyss are endless, and new wizard summons have appeared, which look like a bunch of shadows that can corrode life force!"

The meeting began with a discussion of strategies to deal with the sudden escalation of the wizard army's offensive, creating a tense atmosphere.

After a heated discussion and coordination, the orc chieftain, his voice rough and tinged with impatience, said, "Leaving aside the main force of those foreign demons, now we should discuss those 'foreign evil gods' and 'new reinforcements'!"

The "foreign evil gods" he mentioned naturally referred to those high-level wizards who forcibly tore apart the dimensional barrier twice in a short period of time, revealing huge phantoms.

Although their two "fake deaths" successfully deceived the gods, making them believe that the invaders were not very powerful, the enormous phantoms and the power to tear apart the dimensional barriers still made the natives uneasy.

(End of this chapter)