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

Chapter 176 Turtle Shell and Loot

Viola, who was locked in battle with the level four lava giant general, caught a glimpse of Jemin being completely overwhelmed by concentrated firepower out of the corner of her eye, and her heart tightened.

She even saw several low-level combat wizards caught in the aftershocks begin to retreat hastily, fearing they would be implicated by Jemin's "self-destructing truck" act.

However, Viola quickly noticed something was wrong, and the worried look on her face involuntarily turned into surprise.

Viola noticed that the lava giants on the field were still in great pain, which meant that the high-frequency sound waves released by Jemin had not stopped.

"How could he still be alive?!" Some wizards also noticed this and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

As the smoke in mid-air dissipated, Jemin's figure slowly emerged. Only then did everyone realize that he was wearing an energy shield.

Although the energy shield had become flickering, Jemin was completely unharmed.

Seeing Jemin's appearance, the wizards were even more shocked than the lava giants.

They could clearly sense that the shield on Jemin's body was only a level one energy shield. Even though he had set up several other layers of protective magic around his body, how could three or four layers of level one magic possibly withstand so many attacks?!
There was no time for the wizards to ponder the reasoning behind it, because the lava giants, seeing that their attack had failed, launched another attack without hesitation.

But amidst the raging flames and earth spikes, the shield light flashing around Jemin never stopped!

On his right wrist, he was now wearing a bracelet inlaid with protective runes and magical artifacts.

Whenever an attack approaches him, the runes at the bottom of the enchanted artifact flash rapidly, and visible protective spells—elemental shields, force field barriers, or atmospheric distortions—are released layer after layer from Jemin, blocking them all!

Each layer of shield cannot hold out for long; it often shatters after withstanding the impact of dozens of magma projectiles.

However, the protective rune artifact on Jemin's right wrist released defensive magic faster than the magic was broken!
The old shield shattered, and new shields immediately materialized out of thin air, stretching endlessly, layer upon layer, with flowing light.

Jemin hovered in mid-air, engulfed by the light and shadow of the magma bombs and ground spikes, but his body remained unmoved, enduring the damage like a reef.

"This kid... he's got some skills."

Viola's worries instantly turned into unparalleled surprise and amazement; she had never seen a wizard fight in such an outrageous way!

However, now that she had confirmed Jemin's safety, she no longer hesitated, turned around and unleashed her power to tightly entangle the level four lava giant.

Not only Viola, but the other level two wizards who were entangled with the level three lava giant also exerted their efforts at the same time, completely diverting their opponents' attention and preventing them from participating in the siege of Jemin.

The wizards could see very clearly that Jemin's contribution far exceeded that of all the other lower-level wizards.

With him helping to suppress the enemy, victory is only a matter of time, so we absolutely cannot let the lava giant, whose strength exceeds a certain limit, disturb him.

On Jemin's side, he didn't even try to dodge the relentless, overwhelming attacks.

He completely abandoned any flexibility, simply hovering in the sky, drawing the hatred of all the lava giants present.

While continuously releasing wide-range high-frequency sound waves, it effectively helped the other wizards suppress the enemy.

It also drew almost all of the lava giants' firepower, directing their attacks onto itself, the "sandbag."

With Jemin helping to suppress the fire and drawing most of the attack, the other wizards instantly felt a significant relief!
Moreover, the level two and level one lava giants are currently under the suppression of the wide-range sound waves, making them slow to move and rigid in their defenses, almost like "sitting ducks".

The combat wizards immediately seized the opportunity, unleashing a torrent of magic with incredible efficiency, quickly eliminating the enemies who were restrained by Jemin!
Just over ten minutes later, this massive army of lava giants was completely routed with the help of Jemin and by drawing their fire.

Apart from the level four lava giant general who was still being fought by Viola, and a few lava giants who decisively escaped when they saw the situation was not good, the remaining thousands of lava giants were either killed or successfully captured by the wizards.

When the battle finally came to an end, Viola, having exhausted most of her mental energy, finally managed to severely injure and suppress the level four lava giant general.

But none of the wizards around looked at Viola immediately after the battle; their gazes were all unconsciously focused on the air above.

The figure that remained quietly suspended amidst the swirling dust and elemental aftershocks, its runic shield shimmering faintly around it, was Jemin.

They saw Jemin raise his wrist, and the light on the defensive rune artifact finally calmed down, no longer flickering frequently.

Jemin's figure was no longer shrouded in magical light; he appeared somewhat tired, but his eyes gleamed with excitement. All the wizards looked at Jemin with disbelief and shock!
Although Jemin didn't kill or capture a large number of lava giants, all the wizards knew who the greatest contributor to this battle was.

At this moment, what they saw in their eyes was pure awe and reverence for power.

The embers of the battle had not yet completely dissipated, and the acrid smell still lingered in the air, but the atmosphere among the wizard squad had shifted from tense fighting to a relaxed sense of victory.

Viola withdrew the arcane light around her and landed lightly beside Jemin.

She raised her hand, a trace of residual runic electricity still clinging to it, and patted hard on the shoulder of Jemin's robe, which was protected by a shield and had not suffered any real damage.

The force was unexpectedly strong, which showed how shocked and amazed she was.

"Jermin, you're really... a surprise to me." Viola's voice carried a hint of astonishment that she herself didn't realize, and she looked at him with a complicated expression, as if she were seeing this junior for the first time.

"Since you've managed to do this, I'm afraid it won't be long before I'm no longer able to take you under my wing..."

Jemin smiled slightly, shook his head, and the fatigue on his face disappeared: "It's all thanks to the extra research I did on the lava giants before. Luckily, it came in handy."

Viola's admiration deepened. She patted Jemin on the shoulder, indicating that the spoils were about to be tallied: "In any case, your performance today is enough to earn you a lot of military merit. Alright, now it's time to divide the spoils. We'll talk about it when we get back."

The Wizarding World's high degree of rationality and order means that even matters as easily prone to disputes as the distribution of spoils are managed through a rigorous system.

The Magic Network Terminal that Jieming received when he registered can not only be used to receive commands and contact his companions, but it is also an authoritative system that automatically records everyone's contributions.

The power of each wizard's spells, the number and level of enemies killed, the evaluation of auxiliary effects, and even the value of capturing prisoners are all automatically identified by the magic network and converted into "merits".

The distribution of spoils is also based on these contribution data recorded by the Magic Network terminal.

"The level four lava giant general and those level three lava giants naturally belong to you, Master Viola, and the level two wizards who came to support you," a level two wizard in charge of taking stock of the spoils of war respectfully reported to Viola.

These high-ranking prisoners and corpses are quite valuable resources, even if they are only used as raw materials. Moreover, given the special nature of lava giants, this level of lava giant is a biological material that every wizard dreams of.

The distinction between level three and level four lava giants is meaningless; what they care about most right now is the allocation of the remaining large number of level two and level one lava giants.

These live prisoners and intact corpses are the most valuable hard currency on the battlefield at this stage for low-level wizards.

“Jermin’s contributions are outstanding. According to the proportion of his merits, he should receive the vast majority of the Level 2 Lava Giant and a portion of the Level 1 Lava Giant.” Viola made the decision without the slightest hesitation.

Upon hearing this, the surrounding low-level wizards, though perhaps slightly resentful, showed no objection on their faces.

After all, Jemin's own contributions were undeniable—his miraculous "human fortress"-like support was enough to earn him far more than he could have in this battle.

More importantly, it was obvious to anyone with eyes that he had a close relationship with Viola, a level three wizard, and that their conversations revealed an unusual intimacy.

Viola has a strong background in the Norren Workshop, and no one dares to take credit for Jemin's work at this time, lest they make a fool of themselves.

Thus, Jemin obtained the largest portion of this haul without any hindrance, including a dozen or so living Level 2 Lava Giants in their best condition, as well as a large number of Level 1 Lava Giant corpses for his continued research.

After Jemin put his spoils back into his spatial expansion bag, he noticed that the remaining wizards immediately started arguing at length about how to distribute the remaining Level 2 and Level 1 lava giants, both alive and dead.

“I just killed a level 2 lava giant, so my battlefield contribution should be about 5% higher than his,” a level 1 wizard argued.

"But I suppressed dozens of level one monsters on the other side the whole time. My contribution should be converted into a higher share of prisoners!" another level two wizard immediately retorted. "My spell consumption was also much greater than yours!"

"Bullshit! You're a support my ass! If I hadn't been in front of you, do you think you could have cast a second spell?!"

Although no fight broke out, the harshness and sarcasm in their words, as well as the subtle sparks in their eyes, revealed their true emotions.

Their argument, which began with calculations of battle merits and spoils, quickly escalated into questioning and attacking each other's performance in battle, and the atmosphere gradually became tense and rigid as the argument deepened.

(End of this chapter)