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

Chapter 298 Reversal
The newly arrived level six wizard didn't waste any words; he too gathered immense power.

His palms contained the contradictory power of destruction and creation, and following the trajectory of Balsa's tearing, he ripped it open again!
hum...

The space groaned under the strain, and the previously contracting crack was forcibly opened again, even widening slightly.

The wizard flashed into the passage and joined Balsa.

Two level-six wizards stood side by side amidst a raging torrent of energy and an endless surge of metal.

However, they still did not venture deep into the heart of the Giant Spirit Realm, but instead chose the safest, but also the most difficult, tactic—to hold their ground and wait for reinforcements.

They stood like two silent reefs, unmoved by any provocation from the other, resisting the fury pouring down from the Giant Spirit Realm.

With his own body, he firmly nailed down the initial gateway to victory and destruction for the subsequent army of wizards.

Looking at the two figures that stood firm amidst the relentless bombardment, Jemin knew that the most crucial moment was about to arrive.

Whether these two wizards can truly enter the Giant Spirit Realm and reap resources and merits depends on whether they can hold out until new reinforcements arrive.

Before Jemin could delve into the next steps of his plan, a piercing alarm sounded into his mind through the Legion's command network.

【warn! 】

[Large-scale enemy units detected approaching at high speed from the flanks and rear!]

Clearly, the Giant Spirit Realm also realized how deadly this torn gap in the barrier was.

Not only did the defenders inside the plane rush madly toward the passage guarded by Balsa, but even the giant spirit fleets outside the plane, which were still engaged in fierce battle, also sent out large flanking forces.

These warships, like sharks smelling blood, pounced on Jemin and his "vanguard remnant army".

The intention is to attack from both inside and outside, and completely remove this fatal "wedge"!
"Get ready to meet the enemy!"

Without needing further orders, the surviving wizards suppressed their exhaustion and once again mobilized their remaining cannon fodder troops to build a sparse but still tenacious defensive line.

Jemin took a deep breath, and the [Great Light Phase] array behind him, which had just subsided, unfolded again, though its light was much dimmer than at its peak.

The internal workshops were operating at overcapacity, and newly produced talismanic artifacts were continuously being released to fill the gaps in the array of the Great Light Phase.

In the blink of an eye, the flames of war were reignited.

A beam of energy traversed the void, accompanied by bursts of explosions.

Jemin dared not squander his power any longer, and manipulated the [Great Light Phase] to carry out precise point firing and area suppression.

At the same time, it commanded a newly hatched swarm of shuttlers to carry out a suicide interception, slowing down the enemy fleet's advance as much as possible.

Every second was consuming his precious reserves, and every moment wizards or their creations were reduced to ashes in the attack.

The pressure surged back like a tidal wave.

Meanwhile, inside the dimensional barrier passage, Balsa's situation did not become easier despite the support of another level six wizard.

"Get out of our world!"

A roar filled with anger and determination accompanied a giant mechanical doll, as large as a Gundam, charging forward.

The energy fluctuations emanating from this puppet had reached level six, and it wielded a giant laser sword imbued with destructive energy, making it one of the top powerhouses among the native inhabitants of the Giant Spirit Realm.

It brandished its lightsaber with an aura that seemed to tear everything apart, and slashed fiercely at Balsa!

However, the lightsaber, powerful enough to cleave mountains and evaporate oceans, struck the seemingly thin, invisible shield in front of Balsa without even causing a ripple, as if it had pierced into endless nothingness.

The manipulator inside the mechanical doll—a being from the Giant Spirit Realm whose form resembled a slime but whose spirit was incredibly powerful—shrunk his pupils, his eyes filled with disbelief.

What terrified it even more was that just by getting close to the other party, a strange and vicious energy fluctuation ignored its proud defensive field and directly penetrated in, beginning to erode its life essence!

It burned its life force frantically, trying to resist the corrosive influence of this insidious law, but to little avail.

Balsa didn't even look at the enemy directly, but simply raised his hand, opened his palm, and pressed it down.

Click!

The giant laser sword shattered instantly, turning into countless points of light.

Immediately afterwards, the hand continued its momentum, slowly pressing down on the mechanical doll.

"Asshole!!!"

The native warrior let out a desperate and unwilling roar, driving the puppet to concentrate all its energy into one point, advancing instead of retreating, and launching a final charge!

Then, Balsa's palm pressed down lightly.

Bang!
Like a fly being swatted away, the giant mechanical doll flew backward at an even faster speed than it had come.

The terrifying force caused it to disintegrate in mid-air, revealing the violently struggling slime inside.

As Balsa's power continued to spread, both the tough metal and the life form instantly disintegrated, annihilated, and ultimately disappeared completely under that invisible, terrifying force.

With a single strike, he instantly killed the enemy in front of him who was emitting energy fluctuations of the same level.

Balsa's face remained expressionless, as if he had only done a trivial matter.

He swung his palm out again, an invisible force spreading out and pulverizing thousands of enemies around him whose energy fluctuations had reached level five. "Aren't those guys catching up yet?!" Balsa roared irritably.

Wherever the sound waves passed, the low-level native creatures within range twisted and disintegrated, as if they were being crushed by an invisible hand.

Clearly, he has mastered the laws related to sound.

"Lord Obolos is already making arrangements; the others should be here soon," a newly arrived level-six wizard calmly said.

At this moment, Balsa's entire body had been completely "squeezed" out from the narrowest part of the rift, and in its place, the sixth-level wizard was stuck at the key node of the passage.

Feeling the exhilarating freedom of his body, Balsa couldn't help but let out a deafening laugh: "Hahahaha... I'll make you pay a much higher price!"

Even so, after launching a few attacks at random, he still firmly guarded the front of the dimensional barrier rift.

They took the initiative to bear the most intense attacks, sharing the pressure with their comrades.

"God from another land, don't be too smug!"

A louder roar, filled with terrifying pressure, came from afar.

Then came a mechanical doll several times larger than the previous one, like a metallic star, wielding a giant sword, tearing through layers of space as it sped towards them!

The energy level emanating from its body had reached level seven!
The real formidable foe has finally appeared!

Balsa's eyes narrowed, and he dared not be careless.

The level seven mechanical puppet swung its giant sword, drawing upon the native power of the Giant Spirit Realm. Wherever the sword light passed, dark cracks were slashed through the space.

Balsa's palms flew, and the invisible sound waves transformed into the sharpest blades and the strongest barriers, colliding wildly with the sword light.

Each clash unleashed terrifying energy shockwaves capable of annihilating everything, impacting the surrounding area.

Nearby low-level indigenous warships and behemoths were instantly vaporized or shattered into metallic dust upon merely catching a whiff of the dissipated energy.

The surging energy surge subsided slightly, and the figures of both sides became visible.

Balsa's energy shield fluctuated violently, and his robes were slightly torn, making him look somewhat disheveled.

However, the level seven mechanical puppet opposite him was in an even worse state. Several of its huge mechanical arms had broken off, its thick armor was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and one of its leg components had been completely disintegrated by the laws of sound waves, making its movement significantly hindered.

Wizard civilizations, with their deep understanding and efficient application of the laws, are often able to fight against opponents of higher levels.

Although Balsa is a level six cultivator, his mastery of sonic magic has a natural advantage against civilizations like the Giant Spirit Realm that rely on sophisticated mechanical structures and energy transmission.

In just a brief exchange, this level-seven native suffered a great loss.

However, Balsa and his companions did not look better; in fact, they looked even worse.

Because, in the distance, three more level-seven auras, no less powerful, and perhaps even stronger, were approaching the battlefield at an astonishing speed!

"Intruder! Your corpse will become the most dazzling spoils of war in my temple!" The damaged level seven mechanical puppet emitted an arrogant mental fluctuation.

The two level-six wizards remained silent, still guarding the rift with resolute expressions.

Beyond the plane, wizard legions from other regions seemed to have sensed the crisis here as well, and their offensive suddenly intensified.

They were trying to tie down more enemies from the outside, indirectly relieving the pressure on this side.

At this critical moment...

hum! ! !
A powerful magical fluctuation, distinct from the power of the Giant Spirit Realm and different from that of Balsa and the other two, suddenly emanated from the other end of the barrier passage!
Immediately afterwards, the crack that had been healing under the rules of the Giant Spirit Realm was forcibly opened by a cold and ethereal force.

A colossal head, seemingly composed entirely of writhing shadows, slowly emerged from the crack.

The head was so enormous that it was more than ten kilometers in diameter.

Its features were indistinct, with only two eerie lights like eyes scanning the battlefield.

It first looked at Balsa, whose mental energy was somewhat disordered, and emitted a sound with a metallic friction texture that directly affected the soul:

"Balsa, thank you for your hard work."

Then, the two eerie lights turned to the continent below, a land scarred by steel and war, with a hint of scrutiny and curiosity:

"Is this... the Giant Spirit Realm?"

As he spoke, the shadow giant reached out and grabbed the crack beside him, forcing his massive body inside.

Following the shadow giant, the barrier passage trembled violently as one powerful aura of a level six wizard after another forced its way in!

Soon, including Balsa and the one who initially provided support, the number of level six wizards gathered here reached six.

This already represents nearly half of the high-end combat power of this interdimensional expeditionary force!

The remaining high-level wizards weren't unwilling to come, but rather needed to maintain the solidified domain of laws; being able to spare six was already the limit.

Balsa looked at the reinforcements arriving one after another, then turned to look at the natives of the Giant Spirit Realm who were stunned and speechless by the successive appearances of powerful enemies, their offensive involuntarily slowing down. A sinister smile appeared on his face:

"Next... it's your turn to escape!"

(End of this chapter)