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

Chapter 246 Departure
While the wizards in the square were still searching for their familiar groups...

Without warning, a figure slowly descended from the black land in the sky, which resembled an inverted continent.

When Jemin saw this scene, he was stunned for a moment.

Something is wrong!
According to the general rules of the border points, no matter which wizard issues the expedition commission here, the three permanent forces of Norn Workshop, Tower of Annihilation, and Chaos Cult will each send a powerful supervisor to accompany the expedition.

These three wizards served as both combat and research support for the expeditionary force, as well as overseeing the entire voyage.

After all, if no one is watching them, these profit-driven wizards will be allowed to run rampant in the chaotic void.

What if these wizards who issue commissions mess up the "ship plane" for their own selfish interests?
Although these are all abandoned planes, after being modified by the three major forces, they still have considerable strategic value.

Wizards are absolutely capable of using other people's property as the "price" for achieving their own goals to benefit themselves, and they will not feel any psychological burden in the slightest.

Therefore, the existence of "supervisors" is necessary.

Under normal circumstances, in order not to usurp the control of the task commissioner, the three major forces will each send at least one level-five wizard to act as a supervisor.

But now, only one figure has landed...

unless……

Jemin's pupils suddenly contracted!
His expression changed as he considered a possibility.

At the same time, many experienced wizards in the square also noticed the problem.

Just as they were wondering about this, a terrifying pressure that seemed to freeze the soul descended from the sky like an invisible tide, instantly sweeping across the entire square!

He, or rather, He, exuded a powerful aura as unfathomable as an abyss!
The sudden oppressive aura sent a chill down the spines of all the wizards present, who fell silent and looked up in awe.

As the figure in the sky drew closer, the oppressive aura emanating from it grew stronger.

Soon, it exceeded a certain limit that all the wizards present could comprehend!

The square, which had been somewhat noisy just moments before, immediately fell completely silent under this oppressive aura.

All the wizards unconsciously became respectful.

Everyone stared at the terrifying being about to descend, their expressions suggesting they were eagerly awaiting his arrival.

The aura emanating from that figure was like the most violent blizzard in the polar regions.

Not only does this oppressive aura make it difficult to stand, but it also sends a chill down your spine from the depths of your soul!
Seeing his own hands trembling uncontrollably under the other party's pressure, Jemin was completely certain of his earlier thought:

The wizard leading this group is a level seven archmage!

No wonder there were no supervisors from those three forces on this expedition!

With the immense wealth of a level seven wizard—enough to buy several planes—and their unparalleled absolute power, there's really no need to go through those cumbersome oversight procedures.

Jemin unconsciously licked his lips, which had become somewhat dry, and struggled to look up at the rapidly approaching figure.

The other person's body clearly looked to be the same size as a normal wizard.

But, in Jemin's perception, in a daze, he seemed to see a huge black shadow, so large that it could not be described in words, standing silently behind that figure.

The dark figure seemed to be an aggregate of the purest laws of chaos and ice.

It unrestrainedly released a terrifying oppressive force unique to higher life forms, like a vast and boundless shadow projected down from a higher dimension, even completely obscuring the light emitted by the artificial sun at the boundary point!

As the opponent drew closer, some lower-level level one wizards appeared to turn purple and struggle to breathe under the oppressive force, seemingly on the verge of suffocation. Many wizards also developed an unnatural flush on their faces, and their internal energy began to show signs of disorder.

Jemin stared intently at the illusory yet real black giant shadow, feeling as if his heart was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

His body, to his own dismay, suddenly convulsed!
Looking at the oppressive atmosphere in the square, as if even the air itself had been frozen, Jeming couldn't help but sigh inwardly:
"Is this the true oppressive feeling of a level seven wizard?!"

Back then, Jemin had also witnessed a seventh-level wizard taking action from afar in the Elosia plane.

It is indeed magnificent and imposing, capable of altering celestial phenomena with a mere gesture.

However, because of the great distance and the fact that the wizards at the time deliberately concealed their auras, it didn't feel real.

The unknown level seven wizard before us may not be as strong as the deans of the Norren Workshop in terms of sheer power.

But as the leader of this expedition, he made no attempt to conceal the oppressive aura emanating from him, which was completely different from what he had felt in the Erosian plane!

Amidst the intense anticipation of the crowd, the seventh-level wizard shrouded in frost finally descended upon the sky above the plaza.

His icy blue eyes swept across the crowd below, and he nodded symbolically to everyone with a blank expression.

Then, the wizard introduced himself in a brief, cold, and emotionless tone:

“I am Dionysius Spencer.”

Dionysius Spencer then issued a direct order, his voice like a winter's decree, resounding in the minds of every wizard: "Everyone, enter the 'ship plane' immediately. Depart at once!"

As the order was given, the overwhelming pressure that had enveloped the entire square, almost tangible, dissipated like a tide.

All the wizards who had been suffocating under the pressure finally felt like they had come back to life.

Jemin had thought he was used to the wizards' style of being extremely efficient and never making any morale-boosting pre-battle speeches before going to war.

But the simplicity of the wizard Dionysius Spencer's actions still exceeded his expectations.

But now is not the time to dwell on these things.

After Dionysius Spencer gave the order, Jemin, along with the other wizards who had suppressed their shock but were now filled with excitement, soared into the sky and flew towards the black earth above.

The wizards, as densely packed as a swarm of locusts, landed on this massive "ship plane" with remarkable efficiency.

Rumble…

As the last man fell, the long-silent war machine emitted a deep rumble.

Then its massive body slowly "rose" and disappeared into the thick sea of ​​clouds at the boundary point.

The efficiency of a level seven wizard in manipulating planes is even more exaggerated. Almost instantly, the ship plane broke away from the stable harbor of the boundary point and began to roam in that endless chaotic void.

Having learned from his previous experience, upon arriving on this black land, Jemin immediately summoned the five enormous black giants from his inner space without hesitation.

The surrounding wizards also began making their own preparations for battle.

Various bio-beasts, elemental puppets, or alien servants of different races, each with its own unique form and posture, were summoned by these wizards.

In an instant, demons danced wildly across the entire black earth.

A few minutes later, just as all the wizards were ready, a deafening roar that seemed to tear space apart came from the sky, and an invisible force violently ripped open a spatial rift so wide it almost spanned the entire sky!
On the other side of that spatial rift, a world seemingly filled with thick white mist came into view of all the wizards present!

A new battlefield has arrived!
(End of this chapter)