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

Chapter 166 Gathering
The call to arms came sooner than Jemin had imagined.

Less than a month after he registered at the border, the Magic Network terminal issued a sharp warning—a notice to gather was prominently displayed.

This efficiency far exceeded Jieming's expectations.

He quickly checked all the arrangements inside and outside the Golden Garden, and after confirming that everything was in order, he contacted Viola through the magic network communication rune.

Viola's voice carried a hint of excitement as she indicated that she had also received the notification and that they had agreed to meet at a designated location at the border.

Stepping onto the teleportation array once more, Jemin and Viola's figures materialized in the distorted spatial fragments at the intersection.

It remains as bizarre as ever, with vertical streets, floating shops, and all sorts of strange otherworldly creatures and servants, maintaining an eerie harmony like a still-frozen oil painting.

However, at this moment, in addition to the lively atmosphere, there was also a sense of impending doom and tension in the air.

"Are you ready?" Viola's voice rang out. She was wearing a black, form-fitting leather armor that allowed for easy movement, with two metal staffs crossed behind her back, and a confident smile on her face.

“Anytime is fine.” Jemin nodded.

He was draped in a black wizard's robe, with six floating cannon arrays appearing and disappearing behind him like wings.

Viola's smile faded slightly. She turned to Jemin, her tone becoming serious: "Jemin, after entering the War Plane, in addition to the plane's natives, you must pay extra attention to the Tower of Annihilation and the wizards of the Chaos Cult."

"Although our Norren Workshop cooperates with them, we are not subordinate to the same faction. On the battlefield, profit often comes first, and it is not surprising that they would do anything outrageous in order to seize the spoils of war."

"After all, we don't belong to the same faction, so it's best to be careful if we really run into each other. They won't betray you openly, but it's common for them to do some dirty tricks behind the scenes."

“Remember, never completely entrust your back to a wizard who is not of the same lineage.” Viola’s words were concise and direct.

Jemin's expression hardened, and he nodded solemnly: "I understand, senior. I will be careful."

He knew the realities of wizards; precisely because wizards were rational enough, a sufficiently large profit could motivate them to act rationally.

The two waited at the border for two more days.

Over the past two days, wizards from three different wizarding factions have been pouring in, making the hall a noisy and chaotic place.

Wizards mostly wear standard or self-made robes and carry various magical implements.

They emanated different elemental fluctuations, their auras mixed, yet creating a peculiar sense of oppression.

Finally, the moment of assembly arrived.

Tens of thousands of wizards crowded the registration hall, even extending into the "street" outside.

The vast majority were first or second-level wizards; they were the cannon fodder and executors who formed the cornerstone of the wizard legion.

High-level wizards above level three become rare; they are usually squad commanders or elite forces responsible for a strategic point.

As for fourth-level wizards, they are extremely rare, and each one is enough to attract a crowd.

Just as all the wizards were waiting for instructions, the sky above the boundary point, which was originally a chaotic void, was suddenly shrouded in a huge shadow.

The sky suddenly darkened, and an indescribably huge outline, like the body of a prehistoric beast, slowly emerged from the void.

It was a desolate land, covered with scorched mountains and deep ravines, exuding an ancient and wild atmosphere.

“That’s a plane of war that’s being rented out at the border.” Viola looked up at the continent floating in the void and explained to Jemin, “It’s our ‘ship’ for this campaign.”

"vessel?"

Jemin subconsciously recalled his two rare trips to other dimensions: one was by teleportation, and the other was when he was thrown in by a high-ranking wizard from the workshop.

“The situation in the Erosian plane was an exception. Under normal circumstances, outside each plane is an infinitely large chaotic void,” Viola began to explain to Jemin.

"Although it is called the void, it is not actually an empty space devoid of energy and matter. On the contrary, the chaotic void contains a large number of discrete elements, which are more abundant than the interior of any other plane. The key to the chaotic void is the word 'chaotic'."

She paused, pointed to the desolate plane in the sky, and then to the invisible force faintly swaying around the spatial fragments at the boundary: "The four basic elements we are familiar with—earth, fire, wind, and water—are constrained by rules within the plane, stably constituting matter, energy, space, and time."

"However, the chaotic void beyond the plane is extremely chaotic. It is not only filled with various discrete and complex matter and energy, but also with extremely chaotic time and space. Time may be fast or slow, space may be distorted and folded at any time, and the rules are constantly changing."

“If ordinary living beings were directly exposed to the chaotic void, they would probably be torn apart and reduced to nothingness by the chaotic time and space, or even the chaotic rules.” Viola’s tone carried a hint of warning. “Only wizards of level six and above can truly roam outside the plane.”

Jemin nodded thoughtfully; he did know that.

The reason why level six wizards can survive in the chaotic void is that they have mastered the technology of solidifying laws. This technology can be applied not only to external objects but also to oneself, allowing one to maintain a certain degree of stability in the chaotic void.

They can forcibly fix the laws around them, forming a temporary stable area, so that they can stay in the void for a short time.

“Even so, a level six wizard would not dare to expose himself to the chaotic void for an extended period of time,” Viola continued. “Because in addition to those distorted laws, time and space, the chaotic matter and energy would also constantly erode the wizard’s own existence. Even a level six wizard could not withstand that endless wear and tear for long.”

"And what we call a plane is actually just a miracle that occasionally appears in the infinitely chaotic void." Viola pointed to the huge, desolate continent above, her tone tinged with emotion.

"When certain elements that conform to a particular pattern are accidentally gathered together, they will form the prototype of a plane. When the total amount of these element clusters exceeds a certain limit, they will spontaneously form a plane barrier."

"The so-called dimensional barrier is actually the ability to forcibly assimilate and absorb all the chaotic elements that come into contact with the chaotic void into the interior of the plane. Its essence is the natural assimilation ability formed after a massive amount of elements converge, which can actively eliminate all chaotic matter and energy that does not belong to the interior of the plane, and maintain the stability and development of the plane."

Viola's explanation made it clear to Jemin.

“We low-level wizards cannot break through the chaotic void or the dimensional barrier on our own,” Jemin answered subconsciously. “But high-level wizards need the power of us low-level wizards as cannon fodder and executors, so the only way is to use a ‘plane’ as a ‘ship’ to carry us through the void and smash through the barrier of the target plane.”

"That's right, as expected of Professor Clark's chosen student, you're very smart!"

Viola smiled with satisfaction: "But high-level wizards who need the power of low-level wizards certainly don't have their own planes yet. Because if they already had their own planes, they could easily build their own servant legions without having to share the spoils with us. So, that's the main reason why the border points offer plane rentals."

Jemin sighed inwardly.

Viola's words explained many of his previous doubts.

No wonder the level six wizards, despite their immense power, all live like beasts of burden.

Whether it's leasing a war plane that can traverse the void and carry a large army, or hiring these wizards for expeditions, it all requires real resources and knowledge.

Moreover, even after conquering the target plane, it will still take a lot of resources to transform it, build wizard towers, and construct energy networks.

Thinking about it this way, wizards like Mentor Clark, who have their own "wizard towers," are simply super beings standing at the very top of the wizarding pyramid.

Clark's mentor's private dimension was clearly built and maintained at the cost of countless resources.

His wealth and power far exceeded his imagination.

As Viola made her introduction, all the wizards in the hall turned their gazes to the desolate continent in the sky, the "warship" they were about to embark on.

Just then, four figures suddenly flew down from the desolate plane in the sky.

They hovered in mid-air like four majestic mountains, radiating an indescribable and powerful aura.

Three of them are level five wizards.

Their aura was powerful yet restrained, with subtle fluctuations of law flowing around them. Although it was just a natural dissipation of power, it still made most of the low-level wizards below feel breathless and filled with awe.

The remaining one is the level six wizard who initiated this expedition.

He walked at the very front of the four, not particularly tall, yet he seemed to be the center of a world.

He didn't exude any deliberate pressure, but his mere presence made the surrounding space seem to freeze.

Every tiny movement seemed to be in harmony with the laws of heaven and earth, giving people an irresistible and incomprehensible power.

Although Mingjie often met his mentor and other high-ranking wizards in Norren Academy, he still couldn't help but feel a tightness in his heart when he actually encountered level 5 and 6 wizards from other forces.

It was a natural reaction of his body, a physiological fear deep in his soul of encountering an irresistible superior.

Even without that level six wizard, the three level five wizards beside him were enough to make Jemin's body tremble involuntarily.

He then suddenly realized that because he had been in frequent contact with the mentors at Norren Academy, he had subconsciously taken their efforts to restrain their power and energy as the norm.

He was used to their gentleness and restraint, and mistakenly thought that the power of high-ranking wizards was nothing special.

It's like seeing a tiger in a zoo through thick iron bars and not taking it seriously, even thinking it's a bit lazy and clumsy.

But if you were to suddenly encounter a real tiger in the middle of nowhere, unarmed, even if it wasn't as robust as the ones kept in zoos and appeared emaciated, it would be a different story.

The predatory aura it exudes still makes people tremble and their legs go weak.

(End of this chapter)