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

Chapter 115 Refusing to admit defeat

Let's go back to an earlier time, to another region of the Erosian plane.

At the edge of the swamp, Bert Vera Augusta led a small team, struggling through the mud.

Besides her, the team also included two other apprentices from Norren Academy No. 13, both of whom were quite capable.

They were all carefully selected by Augusta, geniuses in their respective fields.

A few years ago, Augusta's squad would never have been this poor.

But during the years she devoted herself to her studies, Horn poached most of her followers, and the two remaining were only because they were both from the Augusta family.

However, Augusta no longer feels much about this.

Upon arriving in the Erosian plane, she first secretly gathered intelligence and successfully advanced to the level of a first-class wizard on her way to the camp.

Unlike Jemin's team, Augusta, upon entering the Erosian plane, quickly adopted a more efficient strategy thanks to his exceptional judgment and family background.

As the most talented young lady of the Augusta family in this generation, she easily found a fellow wizard in the camp—her aunt, a senior level three wizard stationed at the camp.

Using this connection, she quickly established her own network of contacts and intelligence in this unfamiliar camp.

At this moment, Augusta's mission is to eliminate a "Corrupted Swamp Fortress" located deep in the swamp.

This is one of the core cult centers of a powerful evil god in the plane of Erosia. Within the fortress resides a powerful "Fallen Priest"—a level two being—as well as hundreds of swamp creatures and fanatics corrupted by the evil god's power.

In the past, these evil gods and cultists were suppressed in the depths of darkness by the gods of Erosia, but with the start of the interdimensional war, they not only returned to the stage of history, but also reached an agreement with the gods to fight against the wizards together.

Compared to believers in the true gods, these heretics, who are ruthless and fanatical in their beliefs, are a greater headache for the wizards.

These heretics were involved in all the rare instances of the fall of second-level wizards during the Erosian Plane War.

To the wizards, these heretics were like poisonous insects; they never knew when they would come out and bite.

Therefore, there are quite a few tasks related to dealing with these heretics within the wizarding camp.

With detailed intelligence, Augusta easily located their fortress.

However, as she led her squad closer, Augusta couldn't help but frown: "Watch out!"

The intense corrosive aura emanating from the Corrupted Swamp Fortress was like an invisible toxin, beginning to weaken the wizards' vitality.

As the fortress's defenses were alerted, corrupted creatures emerged from the depths of the swamp in massive numbers, fearless and surging towards the wizards like a tidal wave.

The heretics can summon highly toxic fog and corrosive acid rain, and can continuously draw divine power from the core of the fortress to rapidly heal their injuries.

Although Augusta's teammates were powerful, they still struggled against the overwhelming waves of enemies and the priest's bizarre, continuous regeneration ability.

They felt their mental energy being rapidly depleted, and their attack efficiency was far below expectations.

The swamp was muddy, and the air was filled with a stench and corrosive power, making each spellcasting session exceptionally difficult.

"This won't do, we'll be worn down here!" a teammate shouted.

Augusta glanced expressionlessly at the fortress before him, then slowly raised his hand.

As Augusta made his move, the sky began to change.

The clouds above the fortress rapidly gathered under her mental pull, forming a huge, dark vortex.

Inside the vortex, lightning flashed and thunder roared louder, as if a thunder god had been awakened by her call.

"Heavenly Punishment Thunder Prison!"

Augusta raised his hands high, like a god who wields thunder.

Her immense spiritual power surged forth like a flood bursting its banks, resonating with the thunderclouds gathering in the sky.

The next second, dozens of thick purple lightning bolts, as thick as tree trunks, tore through the clouds and descended from the sky with earth-shattering power!

Each of them carried devastating power, striking the swamp fortress with pinpoint accuracy.

The first wave of lightning struck the corrupted swarm surrounding the fortress, instantly vaporizing them and leaving behind smoldering craters, burning away the foul stench of the swamp.

The second wave of lightning struck precisely at the fallen priest who was surrounded by heretics.

The priest let out a shrill scream. The poisonous mist and acid rain he summoned were instantly evaporated by the lightning, and the divine shield on his body shattered like glass under the continuous bombardment of the lightning!
Augusta's body seemed to transform into a giant lightning hub, drawing bolts of lightning into herself and then releasing them with even greater power.

Her hair flew wildly, her entire body crackled with electric arcs, and her skin, illuminated by the electric light, took on a translucent quality, as if she might transform into a bolt of pure lightning at any moment. The wizard's staff in her hand became scorching hot, its runes flickering erratically; the staff, crafted during her apprenticeship, was simply unable to withstand such immense energy.

But Augusta ignored her, completely immersed in the extreme state of resonating with the thunder, like a luminous source.

Large swaths of lightning easily annihilated the tide of corrupted enemies before them, evaporated the pervasive corrosive black mist, and bombarded the fortress's sturdy outer layer of protection.

When the interior of the fortress was completely exposed to the three of them due to the collapse of the outer defenses, Augusta and her teammates couldn't help but be shocked!
Because what appeared before them was not only the severely injured Level 2 Fallen Priest, but also more than a dozen other extraordinary beings who were also Level 2 beings!
They included undead clad in bone armor, barbarian chieftains wielding totems, fanatical knights holding holy light, and even a few who appeared to be hidden native mages.

"Damn it! This is a trap!" Augusta realized instantly.

The situation suddenly plunged into an unprecedented crisis.

More than a dozen level-two beings launched an attack at the same time, unleashing a torrential downpour of divine arts, battle aura, spells, and curses.

Although the three of them used their respective high-level protective magical artifacts to release shields and block the enemy's first wave of fierce attacks, the enemy also set up restrictions such as anti-air barriers and energy suppression fields, making it impossible for them to escape.

Even though she was the eldest daughter of the Augusta family, Bert Vera Augusta did not have as much wealth as Jemin, and could freely take out high-level magical artifacts.

The high-level protective magical artifact she wore was an extra trump card given to her by her family!
If this stalemate continues, it will inevitably end in her death.

Looking at the group of enemies surrounding him, cautious yet ready to pounce like a pack of wolves, Augusta couldn't help but close his eyes.

The image of Jemin standing proudly during the academy trials seemed to reappear before my eyes.

She knew she had worked hard enough, and her talent was enough to make her stand out from the vast majority of people.

But after that trial at the academy, Jemin became like a shadow, always in front of her, advancing in a way she couldn't understand.

No matter how hard she tried, he always managed to reach heights she could never attain, in even more astonishing ways.

"I...haven't lost yet!"

Augusta suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils flashing with blinding electric light, like thunder exploding in his pupils.

She stopped her usual lightning-based magic, and her aura underwent another dramatic change.

"Come on... witness my efforts over the years!" she murmured, her voice crackling like electricity.

Since witnessing Jemin's power during the trials a few years ago, Augusta has abandoned his previous arrogance and studied diligently like a true ascetic.

She was no longer satisfied with existing models of witchcraft.

Through years of study, she deconstructed all the witchcraft models she had previously purchased and, based on her profound understanding of lightning magic, independently constructed three entirely new lightning-based witchcraft spells.

Later, based on her own understanding, during the process of advancing to the first-level wizard, she combined these three lightning-based spells into one, and finally constructed the fourth, which is also her core spell model - electromagnetic control!
As Augusta unleashed her full power, the entire earth suddenly trembled, as if in response to her call.

The muddy swamp revealed tiny grains of sand hidden beneath.

Under her powerful electromagnetic control, countless black metallic grains of sand flew up from the soil and quickly gathered around her, as if attracted by a magnet.

Seeing this, the surrounding enemies also tried to scatter the sand grains or burn them with divine flames.

However, mere destruction of form cannot affect Augusta's manipulation; as long as the metal itself exists, it can continue to manipulate it.

Metal sand, covering the entire mountainside, gathered behind her, emitting a faint grinding sound, like a black tide.

Seeing this, the ambushing second-tier creatures couldn't help but swallow hard.

Augusta raised her finger with an icy expression, and under her control, the metal sand particles surged towards the enemy like a tsunami!

Under Augusta's offensive, many enemies were quickly overwhelmed and forced to run for their lives.

Under the dumbfounded gaze of his two attendants, the battle turned into a one-man show for Augusta.

Under her control, the iron sand formed an iron whip, lashing out at the enemy with a sharp whistling sound, shattering their bones.

It can also instantly condense into spikes, piercing and striking enemies from all angles.

As time went on, more and more metal gathered around her.

At its peak, Augusta controlled hundreds of shuttles, each over ten meters long and two to three meters wide, made of metal sand particles!

These shuttles circled around her body, flying at high speed, drawing trajectories in the air that were difficult to see with the naked eye, and causing high-speed impacts on the enemy.

(End of this chapter)