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

Chapter 114 Walking Alone
Although they had expected it, they still couldn't help but hold their breath when their eyes fell on the very top of the list!
First Place: Noren Academy 13 – Jemin

Without a doubt, with his record of annihilating a level 3 Blood Angel and casually killing numerous level 2 creatures during the battle, Jemin has ascended to the top of the list in an absolutely domineering manner!

After the initial surprise, Amy and the others subconsciously glanced down and saw another unexpected name.

Third Place: Norren College 13 – Bert Vera Augusta

Augusta, who also comes from Noren Academy 13, is surprisingly ranked in the top three in this ranking!
The performance of Norren 13 Academy has left all the wizards who saw the list in awe!
This otherwise unremarkable academy has produced two such dazzling monsters in this interdimensional war assessment!

The names of Jemin and Augusta instantly became the focus of attention for all apprentices and even high-ranking wizards!
Noren Workshop Headquarters, Inside the Monitoring Hall.

On the huge main screen, all the information brought back by the high-ranking wizard who had just faked his death was clearly displayed.

Jemin's unparalleled ranking shone brightly in the eyes of all the wizards.

Because Jemin did such an outstanding job, the high-ranking wizard even brought back a video of Jemin fighting the Blood Angel during his invasion of the Erosian plane.

The high-ranking wizards stared in shock at the list and the scene of Jemin finally slaying the Blood Angel, and an unprecedented commotion erupted in the hall.

"My God! This Jemin from Academy 13... he's a monster!" A magnificent elemental wizard slammed his fist on the table, his eyes filled with disbelief. "A first-level wizard annihilating a third-level being? Genius! A true genius!"

"And it's a Blood Angel! That's a direct subordinate of the Blood War God!" Another elderly wizard exclaimed excitedly, his beard trembling. "That's a level three being, and this little guy is only a level one wizard!"

Level three creatures are utterly insignificant to the wizards present; a single glance from them could wipe out a whole group.

Moreover, angelic beings are known for their weakness among creatures of the same level, and under normal circumstances, such a battle would not even register with them.

However, if the Blood Angel's opponent is a first-level wizard like Jemin, then the concept represented by this battle is completely different.

Although Jemin ultimately used a high-level weapon to kill Xue Tian, ​​it was clear to everyone that the real key factor was the strange attack array that the kid himself had researched.

"And that Augusta! She's also in the top three!" A wizard in charge of practical assessments excitedly waved his fist. "Academy 13 has really exploded this time! They've produced two such monstrous apprentices!"

All eyes turned to Professor Clark, who sat to the side with a barely perceptible smile on his face.

"Clark, you rascal!" A mentor who knew Clark well patted him on the shoulder, his tone filled with envy and admiration. "You've really struck gold this time! Jemin and Augusta... if these two can grow up smoothly, they will definitely be the backbone of the workshop's future!"

Professor Clark simply smiled gently and said nothing more.

However, the light in his eyes revealed the excitement deep within him.

He knew Jemin's potential better than anyone else, but even so, the power Jemin displayed still far exceeded his expectations.

Above the Erosian plane, above that giant canyon that has been razed to the ground.

As the cracks in the plane slowly disappeared, Jemin hovered in mid-air, his gaze sweeping coldly over the few powerful natives hiding behind the mountains in the far distance.

In that instant, the bodies of several powerful Erosian warriors in the distance stiffened abruptly, as a wave of fear from the depths of their souls overwhelmed them.

Jemin's gaze didn't actually have much power; in fact, because they were hiding behind the mountains, Jemin didn't even see them directly.

Having witnessed firsthand the power with which Jemin had slain the Blood Angel, they saw the wizard's gaze as the stare of death, seemingly piercing through the void and striking directly into the depths of their souls as observers.

They didn't even dare to make a sound, they just fled in a panic, completely disregarding any reconnaissance or mission.

Jemin ignored the fleeing men.

After the "acceleration" was turned off, an overwhelming feeling of fatigue washed over me.

Even with his mental energy exceptionally high thanks to the potion, the mental fatigue from such an intense battle was still unavoidable.

Shaking his head to clear his head, he quickly landed on the ground and strode over to Victor.

Victor sat on the ground with Amy's help, his face deathly pale, blood still seeping from his severed arm.

The severed arm was only a minor injury. Although he was protected by a level four shield, he had suffered severe shock from the aura of the level three Blood Angel, and his internal organs had also been damaged.

Moreover, in order to avoid the aftermath of the battle between Jemin and the Blood Angel, he and Amy disregarded their already depleted spiritual energy and forcibly squeezed their souls to use alchemy to dig frantically deeper into the ground.

The combination of these two factors has made him extremely weak, and now he can't even control his body to stop bleeding.

Jemin examined Victor's injuries, his brow furrowing slightly.

If it were just a minor, serious injury, the medical supplies he had would be perfectly adequate to heal it. The more troublesome issue was the severed arm. If he used the medical supplies now, it would only cause the wound on his arm to heal further, and then he would have to reopen the wound to allow the arm to regenerate.

Without hesitation, Jemin used a low-level potion to maintain Victor's condition, then carried the heavily injured Victor on his back and said to Amy in a deep voice, "Let's go! Back to camp!"

Amy immediately understood, and the two flew towards the camp at top speed.

The healing array in the camp is indeed highly effective.

Victor's arm, which had been blasted to ashes in the previous battle, began to throb with flesh and bones under the influence of sophisticated medical sorcery and precious regeneration potions.

Just a few minutes later, a new arm grew back perfectly intact, though the skin was still a bit immature.

After another day of rest, Victor was able to set off into battle again.

However, when Jemin extended a new invitation to the two, Victor and Amy fell into deep hesitation.

The three sat on a training field outside the camp, sunlight filtering through the sparse leaves and casting dappled shadows.

“Jemin,” Victor spoke first, his tone calm but unable to conceal the disappointment and bitterness in his heart, “we have seen it very clearly in this battle. Your strength… has far exceeded the scope of what we could have imagined.”

He glanced at his newly grown arm, his expression complex.

Amy lowered her head, her usual lively smile no longer cheerful, appearing somewhat forced: "Yes. With our current strength, we're no longer of much use to you. We...we can't keep up."

Although she had long known that Jemin's future was extraordinary, even far beyond their imagination, she never expected that she would lose the right to walk alongside him so quickly.

The huge gap between her and her companions filled her with disappointment and helplessness.

“We know very well,” Victor continued, a hint of self-deprecation in his voice. “Given our relationship, you would certainly be happy to continue following you, even if we had the nerve. But we also know very well that we will not only fail to help you, but will also become a burden. Jemin, you are simply wasting your time by following us.”

As Jemin looked at the two of them, the light in his eyes dimmed slightly.

He knew they were telling the truth, and he understood how they felt at that moment.

But the two sides had spent so many years together in the academy.

Even including the time from his previous life, there aren't many friends he's known with whom he's spent more than this much time.

“But…” Jemin was about to say something.

Amy suddenly raised her head, forcing a smile, pale yet resolute: "Jeming, you can leave without worry! Although we can't keep up in strength anymore, we're not entirely useless!"

Her eyes gleamed with wisdom as she pointed to the camp: "Senior Viola's intelligence network can now only be better managed and expanded by us. We can help you manage the intelligence network within the camp, collect all sorts of information you might need, and provide you with the most timely support when you leave!"

Victor immediately understood Amy's meaning, and a glimmer of light rekindled in his eyes: "That's right! Leave the rear intelligence support to us, you can go out and explore with peace of mind!"

Jemin looked at the two of them and sighed inwardly.

He knew this was the best way they could think of to maintain the friendship and continue to help him when their strength couldn't keep up.

After thinking about it, he didn't refuse again.

“Okay.” Jemin nodded, then took out several vials of a brilliant purple potion and handed them to the two of them.

"You should both know the effects of this medicine. Take this opportunity to further improve yourselves."

"Thank you!"

"Hey! I've wanted to buy one of these for a long time."

Amy and Victor accepted the medicine without much hesitation, their eyes filled with gratitude.

Without much farewell, Jemin simply took one last look at his two friends of many years before turning around and leaving the camp without a second thought.

Amy and Victor sat there, watching Jemin's figure gradually disappear into the distance until he vanished on the horizon.

Their expressions were complex, showing reluctance and disappointment, but more than anything, anticipation for Jemin's immeasurable future.

They knew that a true monster had begun to stir up trouble in this dimension.

(End of this chapter)