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

Chapter 113 Killing
The deafening roar of the collapsing mountain still seemed to echo in my ears.

High in the sky, Jemin watched the blood-red light fleeing before him, took a deep breath, and without hesitation pulled out another vial of shimmering magic potion, which he drank in one gulp.

Instantly, a refreshing energy surged into his mental sea, dispelling all fatigue and exhaustion, and his already depleted mental strength was restored to its peak state.

The Blood Angel looked significantly more disheveled than before.

His blood-red armor bore several charred marks from being shattered by energy blasts. Although they healed rapidly under the influence of divine power, the constantly depleting divine power and the ever-increasing injuries on his body made his face ashen.

He furiously swung his longsword, each strike leaving a blood-red trail that tore through the atmosphere, trying to break through Jemin's overwhelming barrage of energy projectiles.

On the far side of a mountain peak, a group of figures were carefully concealed behind jagged rocks, using magic and telescopes to spy on this battlefield that looked like the end of the world.

They were two elegantly dressed native mages exuding energy, along with four or five warriors clad in fine armor. Around them were a dozen or so powerful individuals from orcs, dwarves, elves, and other intelligent races.

They were a reconnaissance team sent by the Erosian Alliance to investigate unusual activity in the area.

"My God... what kind of power is that?!" an elven archmage exclaimed, his voice trembling with disbelief. "They've been fighting intensely for nearly three eons, why hasn't that wizard's offensive weakened at all?"

“That’s not a territory we can get involved in.” The dwarf warrior gripped his battle axe tightly, his usually fearless face now showing a deep sense of dread.

Just recently, a group of level-two powerhouses who refused to believe in the supernatural and tried to approach to investigate were swallowed up by a ray of light casually scattered by the wizard. They didn't even have time to scream before they turned into nothingness.

It's important to know that in the Erosian plane, what wizards call second-level beings are known as "legends."

Each and every one of them has accomplished countless miracles and stands at the pinnacle of the mortal world.

But just now, they clearly saw that those legendary powerhouses who tried to rush into the battle, whether out of curiosity or a desire to provide support, had absolutely no chance to struggle against the overwhelming and all-pervasive energy barrage.

Their prized fighting spirit, magical shields, and even life-saving divine spells were all instantly pierced like paper before that impenetrable torrent of light.

Then, these legendary figures, along with their mounts or followers, vanished in the dazzling light, turning into ashes.

Many of the people present had grown up listening to stories of some of these powerful figures, but right before their eyes, these usually renowned experts had so easily lost their lives.

This power was completely beyond their comprehension.

Realizing the disparity in strength between themselves and the opposing sides in the battle, these people dared not approach any closer and could only observe from a distance using magic.

Record all the information you see and hear, and prepare to send it back to your respective leaders.

The battle remained deadlocked in a prolonged stalemate.

Jemin knew he didn't have much time left.

Of the three metal discs behind him, only the last one was still emitting a faint light, and its energy had been half consumed.

He didn't know how much time had passed when the Blood Angel in front of him suddenly began to move slowly.

Its once swift figure now traced an uneven path through the air, each flap of its wings carrying a hint of strain.

A glint flashed in Jemin's eyes; he knew the time had come!

Angels' physical structure is not strong enough to support them to fly with wings; they rely more on magical effects.

This situation means that the other party's energy is about to run out!
He suddenly intensified his attack, and the energy barrage became even denser, surging towards the Blood Angel like a flood bursting its banks!

The Blood Angel was extremely anxious. He could feel the divine power within him rapidly draining away, like a punctured balloon that could not be effectively restored.

Under normal circumstances, his divine power would not be consumed so quickly. Even if it was, he could continuously absorb the magic power in the surrounding atmosphere to quickly recover.

However, the energy blasts released by Jemina's talismanic artifacts, while primarily consuming the energy stored in the metal discs, also continuously draw upon and consume elemental power from the surrounding environment during their release.

As a result, the elemental "concentration" in the area where they were fighting remained at an extremely low level, making it impossible for the Blood Angels to provide effective healing.

This is simply cutting off the source of the problem!

Blood Angel gritted his teeth, the rapidly turning disadvantageous situation forcing him to abandon his pride.

They even abandoned their aerial advantage and landed heavily on the ground to minimize the consumption of divine power in order to sustain the battle.

This method is indeed useful.

Although the Blood Angel's straight-line movement speed on the ground was not as fast as in the sky, he could use the terrain to become more agile, constantly traversing the ruins and dodging Jemin's relentless attacks.

This only made Jemin more anxious.

Blood Angel's agility prevented him from having a suitable opportunity to use a level 4 offensive magical artifact.

After all, the opponent's speed was too fast. Even if he barely kept up with the speed of this guy using the "acceleration rune artifact," it would be difficult to accurately lock onto him and deliver a fatal blow without being able to control the level four artifact as flexibly as the rune artifact. On the contrary, when using the level four artifact, the concentration of mental energy would reduce the control over the rune artifact, which might give the opponent an opportunity to escape the lock.

Seeing that his last reserves of energy were about to be exhausted, Jemin's heart pounded like a drum.

Just as the two sides were once again deadlocked and at an impasse...

Rumble rumble rumble...

A sudden, violent tremor shook the sky.

The sky of the Erosian plane, as if torn apart by an invisible giant hand, cracked open once again with a deep rift.

The phantoms of the gods, accompanied by a sacred and majestic aura, reappeared in the sky, reaching into the depths of the rift that had opened up the plane.

It turns out, it's time for the second update of the rankings.

The wizards from the outside world have once again forcibly torn apart the barrier of the Erosian plane!

Sensing the strange changes coming from the sky and the familiar and powerful aura of his own god, the Blood Angel's nerves, which had been tense due to anxiety, couldn't help but relax slightly at this moment.

He subconsciously raised his head slightly, looking up, his eyes revealing the hope that he was being watched by his god.

Unlike the Blood Angel, Jemin was also startled, but he quickly recovered and didn't have time to pay attention to what was about to happen in the sky.

The moment when both sides' mindsets shifted was the opportunity he had been waiting for!
The surge of immense spiritual power caused Jemin's eyes to gleam. In the instant the Blood Angel lost its focus, he seized this fleeting opportunity.

Jemin abruptly adjusted the large light phase, instantly transforming the originally overwhelming barrage of attack bullets into an encirclement.

Countless energy projectiles no longer just bombarded the Blood Angel, but formed airtight energy walls, like cages, instantly sealing off all of the Blood Angel's escape routes!
The Blood Angel immediately came to his senses, but his handsome face was now filled with terror.

He tried to break free of the encirclement, but in that instant, Jemin was willing to overload the last remaining array of rune artifacts behind him in order to keep him firmly under control!
"Die!"

Jemin roared and thrust his right hand out!
His trump card was, of course, the level four offensive magical artifact that he had prepared long ago.

The light at the tip of the artifact condensed, and a blinding crimson ray shone forth, carrying an unparalleled aura of destruction, pointing directly at the Blood Angel's head, which was filled with terror and despair.

The Blood Angel knew that this attack was unavoidable!
He let out a roar of resentment, using all his remaining strength, his blood-red divine power surging as he tried to form the strongest defense in front of him to meet the deadly ray!

However, the result was beyond doubt.

Zila...

The crimson energy beam pierced through the Blood Angel's divine power shield as easily as a hot knife through butter, without any resistance.

Immediately afterwards, the ray blasted into the Blood Angel's head without any doubt.

There was no explosion, no blood or gore.

The Blood Angel's once handsome and majestic head vanished silently the moment the ray touched it!
His body, having lost the support of his head, instantly disintegrated, gradually turning into countless blood-red specks of light that dissipated in the sky above the mine, leaving only a dense remnant of divine power.

Seeing this, Jemin, who was suspended in mid-air, finally couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The battle is finally over!

As the light and aftershocks of all the energy blasts dissipated, the horrific scene in the area was revealed to all observers.

The once majestic mountain range is now completely gone!

Instead, there is a giant canyon with scorched edges and lava flowing in its deepest center.

The once lush forest has been razed to the ground, and there is no sign of life on the scorched earth, only billowing smoke and the pervasive smell of burning.

Sensing that the harrowing battle outside had finally ended, Amy and Victor reluctantly dug a new tunnel from underground and crawled out.

When they saw the apocalyptic scene before them, the two froze on the spot, their pupils contracting sharply as they stared in shock at everything.

“This…this was done by Jemin…he did this?” Victor’s voice was dry and trembling with disbelief.

Amy's mouth also gaped open, her eyes filled with shock.

The power that Jemin displayed completely exceeded their understanding of a first-level wizard!

Just as the two were in shock, a surge of information flooded into their minds again—it was the latest contribution ranking list from Norren Workshop.

They couldn't wait to take a look.

(End of this chapter)