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

Chapter 138 David's Ranking

Wizard camp.

The moment Jemin and his group of five stepped through the camp gate, a familiar yet long-lost sense of ease instantly enveloped them.

Here, there is no interference from the power of faith, no hustle and bustle of the mortal world, only pure magical energy and the aura of fellow beings.

The tension of the past few days vanished, replaced by a sense of satisfaction from completing the task and anticipation for the next steps.

"Welcome back!" Several low-ranking wizards in charge of receiving the guests stepped forward, their eyes filled with envy and admiration.

Clearly, the camp already knows what happened.

Soon, the new contribution ranking list was updated and distributed.

This time, instead of imprinting the information into everyone's minds as before, a huge stone monument was erected in the camp.

A massive runic stone tablet floated in the center of the camp square, inscribed with lines of names and numbers that shimmered with golden light.

The names of Jemin, Serafina, Keller, Anya, and Rex are prominently listed at the top of the list, with Jemin, in particular, having regained the top spot thanks to his key role and outstanding performance in this operation, taking that remarkable number one position!
"Ha! Just as I thought!" Kelen couldn't help but chuckle as he saw his name ranked fourth.

A rare smile appeared on Serafina's face: "Not bad, higher than expected."

Faced with this result, Jemin remained calm.

Although there were a few minor mishaps along the way, everything basically went as he expected.

However, Jemin no longer pays attention to these things. He is more concerned about whether he can find a way to exchange these contributions for a god.

After all, his research on the divine power belief network had only scratched the surface.

Compared to the empty titles on the contribution list, the unknown knowledge was more attractive to Jemin.

However, when their eyes swept over the next person on the list, they were all taken aback.

"Wait... second place..." Anya stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar name on the list, her voice tinged with disbelief, "David? How can he be second?!"

Jemin and the others couldn't help but look at that name—David.

This level 10 genius was as dazzling as a comet when he first appeared, but he faked his death and disappeared a few months ago in the "David Annihilation Battle".

They had discussed him in the sewers before, but had no concrete leads.

Unexpectedly, he reappeared in their sight in this way.

"What exactly did he do?" Anya couldn't help but ask, her tone full of curiosity.

Kelen scratched his head, looking bewildered: "The last time I saw him was in the Orc Kingdom, and I don't know anything after that."

Rex rubbed his eyes, a look of confusion in them: "His whereabouts in the Erosian plane have always been a mystery; he has never asked us for help or contacted us. How... how did he obtain this contribution?"

As David's classmate, Serafina understood her classmate better.

Even she couldn't help but purse her lips after seeing the result.

The five men looked at each other, and could only shake their heads helplessly.

“But there’s no rush.” Serafina looked at everyone. “When the rewards are finally distributed, everyone’s mission reports and contribution details will be made public, and you’ll know then.”

Looking at the name on the list, right below his own, Jemin couldn't help but stroke his chin: "Interesting..."

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Erosia City

The royal capital, Elosia, was now in complete chaos.

The once bustling streets were deserted, with only the bodies of patrolling guards lying scattered on the ground.

In the distance, although the distorted light in the church district had dissipated, terrified screams and curses continued to echo from the direction of the royal palace.

At the entrance of a sparsely populated alley, the rural soldier known as "Lucky Guy"—Kaden—stood there, dumbfounded.

He looked up at the sky, where the dimensional rifts had healed and the peace of the past had been restored.

But in his eyes, the scene that had just flashed through his mind—the scene where high-ranking wizards captured all the gods in an instant with overwhelming force—was still vividly reflected.

The magical artifact in his hand also transmitted a message that the assessment was ending early.

"Is it over?" Kaden muttered to himself, his face blank.

For the past few days, he has been methodically stirring up the fighting spirit of the common people in the royal city, giving impassioned speeches in taverns and squares, inciting hatred among the people against the wizards, in order to ensure that they can gather a large army and fight the wizards to the death.

He had only just begun to sense that the fervent faith and fighting spirit of the common people in the capital were gathering and taking shape according to his plan!
Unexpectedly, just as things were starting to look promising, the assessment ended prematurely!
Even the gods have been captured?
While he was still bewildered, a disorganized royal guard was rushing towards him from the other end.

Their eyes were filled with fear of the unknown and chaos. When they saw Kaden, this "commoner," standing there on the street, a hint of ferocity flashed in the eyes of one of the squad leaders.

He had long disliked this guy, and with the city in such chaos, he planned to take this opportunity to retaliate and vent his fear. "Kaden, you..." the squad leader roared, his longsword pointed directly at Kaden.

Unfortunately, he didn't finish his sentence.

click!
A dazzling bolt of lightning descended from the sky!

The entire squad, including its leader, was instantly reduced to ashes, leaving not a trace.

After doing all this in a hurry, Kaden's body began to blur.

His disguise flowed away like water, revealing his true appearance—a woman with a stubborn expression, yet stunningly beautiful.

It was Bert Vera Augusta!

She glanced coldly at the place that had turned to ashes, then turned and left the capital, disappearing into the night without lingering.

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In the magnificent hall of the Erosian plane, where the leaders of many races once met together.

This place was once the hall of supreme power and wisdom in the Erosian plane, but now it is in ruins.

Half of the dome, carved with intricate patterns, collapsed, revealing the pitch-black night sky.

The once gleaming marble floor was now covered in blood and scorch marks, with the corpses of humans, elves, orcs, dwarves, and demons scattered about in twisted poses.

Among them, King Autorec III of the human race, along with several important nobles and ministers under his command, remained in their seats, still in the utter astonishment of their final moments.

Their expressions were stiff and shocked, as if they couldn't believe they would die in this way in the place they knew and trusted most.

The surprise on his face far outweighed the fear.

Amidst this bloody mess, only two people stood quietly in the center of the hall.

One of them was a sage who looked very young but was actually hundreds of years old.

His thin body was slightly hunched at the moment, and his eyes were filled with fatigue. He sat blankly in his original seat, looking at the scene in front of him.

The other one was the sage's disciple—Rhys.

He stood in the center of the hall, dressed in a simple long robe, his face thin, surveying the devastation around him.

"That's quite decisive, Sage." Reis's voice echoed in the empty hall, tinged with an indescribable emotion. "I originally thought you would only clean up the high-ranking humans, but I never expected you to eliminate the high-ranking members of all races in one go. Even a mentor would admire such skill."

As he spoke, Reis's figure began to change.

His thin face twitched, and his features gradually changed, becoming more rugged and angular.

His slender frame became more robust, exuding a powerful sense of oppression.

A head of short, golden hair gradually replaced his long, jet-black hair, and his brows revealed an unruly temperament.

Soon, he revealed his true identity—David, a level 10 genius from Noren Academy No. 1!
The sage did not answer him, but sat blankly in his chair, staring at the mess before him.

After a long while, he said in a slightly hoarse voice, "I hope you can keep your promise."

"Don't worry, Sage." David walked towards the Sage with a confident smile on his face.

“Haven’t we already signed a contract? My mentor is the most skilled alchemist in human transmutation, so creating human modification potions is not difficult for him at all. After a few generations of cultivation, the humans of this world can gradually transform into the humans of our world, and then they can become citizens of the wizarding civilization.”

Human modification drugs are used to modify and cultivate humanoid beings from other dimensions, transforming them into physical structures identical to those of humans in the wizarding civilization.

This kind of thing was often used in the early stages of a wizarding civilization when it first left its original plane and began to expand on a large scale.

The main purpose is to quickly replenish manpower to meet the growing demand for labor and military strength.

However, with the continuous increase in the number of reserve personnel of the wizarding civilization, and the emergence of more efficient cloning and cultivation technologies, the wizarding civilization now rarely uses this operation.

However, occasionally, some emerging forces or wizards with specific purposes will use this ancient and efficient method in order to quickly increase the population or test subjects when expanding their territory or conducting experiments.

“And I don’t want to break my promise over something so trivial,” David added, his gaze sweeping over the unseeing eyes of the mortal leaders in the hall.

David's idea for gaining contribution points was actually quite simple: to break through their defenses from within the Erosian plane and achieve a so-called "decapitation."

After escaping the siege by feigning death, David set his sights on the sage who had demonstrated exceptional strength during the siege.

After careful observation, he secretly approached the other party and demonstrated the powerful strength of the wizard civilization.

He promised that if the other party was willing to help him complete the "decapitation", he could use his contribution points to demarcate an area afterward to help the species of this world integrate into the wizard civilization, which could be considered as leaving "seeds" and "continuation" for this world.

The final result was naturally that the sage agreed with his idea.

(End of this chapter)