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

Chapter 297: Hold on
As the fighting subsided, Jemin quickly focused his consciousness into his body to check his own condition.

The energy reserves of the [Great Light Phase] array have been depleted by more than half, and the rune artifacts have also been consumed in considerable quantities, but fortunately, the internal factory can quickly replenish them.

The Black Giant's core is being nurtured inside the lair, awaiting its remodeling.

Meanwhile, the nest's spawning area is also operating at full speed to replenish the shuttle's energy reserves...

Overall, the foundation remains, but the losses from using conventional cannon fodder are enormous.

He let out a soft breath before turning his attention to his comrades-in-arms—or rather, his surviving colleagues.

Upon seeing this, even the usually composed Jemin couldn't help but be secretly startled.

In the void, the once mighty army of ten thousand wizards now appeared much sparser.

The originally dazzling magical aura dimmed considerably, replaced by a sense of oppression.

The wizards' cannon fodder units, including rock golems, crystal cluster creatures, and ghost legions, suffered heavy losses, with their remains floating in the void, forming desolate graveyards—this was entirely expected.

But the losses suffered by the wizards themselves were shocking.

With a quick assessment, Jemin discovered that at least one-tenth of the surrounding mental fluctuations had disappeared!

That means at least a thousand official wizards perished in that fierce battle to break through the barrier!

This number weighed heavily on Jemin's mind.

He had read the Star Ring Federation's interplane war archives and knew the brutality of wizards' first participation in interplane wars—the overall survival rate was less than 50%, an experience built on the bones of countless geniuses.

However, those statistics are usually based on the entire long expedition cycle.

Moreover, after participating in the interdimensional war for the first time, the survival rate of wizards began to increase significantly due to the acquisition of sufficient resources and combat experience.

Even for an expedition of this scale, such as the Giant Spirit Realm Expedition, a complete expedition that could last for decades only manages to keep the total mortality rate to around one-tenth.

But now, in just the landing operation, just the battle to break through the enemy's outermost defenses, a 10,000-strong army has suffered a tenth of its casualties!
Moreover, the 10,000-strong legion that Jemin was in was only a detachment of the million-strong expeditionary force. The real main force, under the leadership of a level seven wizard, was engaged in fierce fighting with the enemy.

"A civilization that can be guarded against by high-level wizards... truly lives up to its reputation." Jemin thought with a chill.

This expedition was far more difficult than usual.

No wonder they mobilized such a massive force and issued the order to "completely destroy" it.

“However, ‘complete destruction’ also means that high-level wizards will no longer be too concerned about the spoils of war, and their frequency and intensity of attacks will increase.” Jemin calmly analyzed, “As long as the passage to the dimensional barrier can be stabilized in the early stages, the subsequent battles may actually become… relatively ‘easier’ due to the direct intervention of high-level forces.”

In the chaotic void, high-ranking wizards could only spare a limited amount of power because they had to maintain the solidified domain of the laws.

Once they can infiltrate the interior of the plane, the high-level wizards will be free to focus their efforts, which will significantly reduce the combat pressure on the expeditionary force.

He turned his gaze to the distance, to the huge rift that had been forcibly torn open by "Starbreaker" Balsa.

At this moment, Balsa's figure had disappeared from his original position; he had obviously entered the Giant Spirit Realm through the crack.

However, judging from the energy fluctuations emanating from within, his situation does not seem optimistic.

With strained eyesight, Jemin could vaguely make out Balsa's figure through the distorted energy turbulence and the still-unsettled spatial ripples.

After breaking into the Giant Spirit Realm, he did not unleash a massacre upon the enemy ranks as expected, but instead adopted a defensive posture. Inside the Giant Spirit Realm, freed from the interference of the chaotic void, the enemy's numerical advantage was brought into full play.

Looking out, it is a truly "overwhelming" torrent of steel!

Warships of various shapes, seemingly living metal behemoths, and some indescribable giant constructs surged toward Balsa like a boiling sea of ​​metal.

Energy beams, solid projectiles, strange force fields...

Various attacks rained down on the location of the level six wizard.

Even more alarming was that among the dense enemy ranks, there were several powerful auras that were in no way inferior to Balsa's—those were level six beings from the Giant Spirit Realm.

Even further on the distant horizon, an even more terrifying and vast pressure, as if the entire world was resonating with it, was approaching this place at an astonishing speed!

That's a level seven being!

The top combat forces of the Giant Spirit Realm were also alarmed by the commotion caused by the wizards!
Balsa's situation was extremely awkward.

In order to prevent the breach in the dimensional barrier from healing rapidly, he had to use his own body as the core to forcibly "stuck" in the thousands of miles-long rift.

From a normal perspective, although Balsa is large, it is insignificant compared to the rift that spans hundreds of kilometers.

However, in Jemin's perception, although Balsa's humanoid form was tiny, the presence he exuded was like a towering pillar, as if there was an invisible giant behind him, forcefully supporting the ever-shrinking and healing barrier passage.

The problem is that this posture makes him feel like he's bound by invisible shackles, unable to move flexibly, and can only passively endure the frenzied attacks from all directions.

With a casual wave of his hand, he could easily wipe out swarms of enemies and clear out a large area with the surge of power.

But the next moment, even more enemies will fearlessly rush in to fill the gap.

Some even resort to suicide attacks, just to land the attack on him.

Many ants can kill an elephant, let alone the fact that among these "ants" there are also those capable of harming the "elephant".

"What an annoying bunch!"

Balsa's protective force field rippled violently as he let out an angry roar, the sound waves shattering the nearby low-level units, yet still unable to conceal his passivity and frustration.

He held out with great difficulty, but he never retreated an inch, doing his best to block all attacks outside the breach and buy time for the rear.

Just then, another level six wizard finally completed the arrangement of his own domain of solidified laws and appeared in front of the crack in the dimensional barrier as if by teleportation.

The dimensional barrier is not a thin film, but a boundary layer between a dimensional elemental circle and the chaotic void, which may extend for tens of thousands of kilometers in depth, more like a special "elemental atmosphere".

Therefore, tearing the dimensional barrier actually opens a temporary passage through this thick "atmosphere".

And this passage will be constantly repaired and healed by the plane itself.

This also explains why Balsa was in such a predicament.

In just a short while, the huge chasm that originally stretched for thousands of miles began to blur at the edges and began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

If it weren't for Balsa's powerful efforts to hold it up, the passage would probably have been closed long ago.

(End of this chapter)