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

Chapter 300 Destroy them
Soon, support from the ship's dimension arrived.

Two massive, mountain-like floating fortresses, their surfaces covered with menacing turrets and mysterious rune bases, slowly separated from the ship's plane.

Having passed through the stable dimensional portal, we have officially arrived in the Giant Spirit Realm!

Jemin followed the other wizards and stepped onto the deck of one of the fortresses.

When the fortress completely breached the barrier, revealing the interior of the Giant Spirit Realm without reservation, even he couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

Previously, from outside the void, one could only see the continent below shrouded in a metallic luster.

Now that I've come here in person, I realize that it's not the entire continent that's covered in steel, but rather countless skyscrapers rising from the ground.

The exterior of these buildings is made entirely of some unknown metal, shimmering with a cold luster.

The building's surface is covered with a dense array of neon tubes that outline strange patterns, and various signs are written in the script of the Giant Spirit Realm, creating a bizarre and surreal scene.

On the streets, one can vaguely see various indigenous figures that have undergone mechanical or biological modifications; some are half-mechanized, while others have been fused with strange biological tissues.

“This feeling…” Jemin’s eyes flickered slightly, “is a bit like… cyberpunk?”

The overlapping of certain game scenes from my past life with the present scene created a strange sense of déjà vu.

However, this surprise quickly dissipated.

For a well-informed wizard who has explored countless planes, this level of technology and modified civilization, while unique, is not particularly awe-inspiring.

His gaze shifted from the city below, now completely emptied and resembling a metal tomb, to the distance.

There, a massive army of natives from the Giant Spirit Realm had regrouped.

Sky-covering warships, giant mechanical dolls of various shapes, and some indescribable biological weapons are densely packed on the horizon, their energy fluctuations converging to create a suffocating sense of oppression.

Strangely, the other side simply stood ready but did not launch an attack immediately.

"What are these guys thinking?" A question arose in Jemin's mind.

Logically, the most likely strategy for a civilization in dire straits would be to gather all its strength and launch a devastating attack while the wizards have just arrived and are still establishing themselves, inflicting as much damage as possible.

Although it may not ultimately change the outcome, it will at least make the invaders pay a heavier price.

But the other party didn't.

They simply surrounded the fortress in silence, confronting the hundreds of millions of wizard cannon fodder troops that surged out like a tide and quickly spread across the land.

The air was so heavy it seemed to drip water, with only the low growls of the energy engines and the suppressed screech of the cannon fodder monsters echoing through the air.

This unusual silence was more eerie than the frenzied attack.

A moment later, the deadlock was broken.

The endless enemy ranks in the distance, like parting tides, made way for a wide passage.

Dozens of mechanical puppets, as majestic as metal mountains and radiating a powerful aura no less than that of the previous level seven natives, slowly flew out from within.

They did not bring a large army, but flew alone towards the Wizard's Fortress.

“What are they trying to do…” Jemin watched the scene, his brow furrowed. Suddenly, an absurd thought popped into his head: “Could it be… that they want to negotiate?”

He wasn't the only one; many wizards also recognized this possibility.

Immediately, a wizard scoffed without restraint: "How utterly foolish! To think we can negotiate with the Destroyer? If war could be resolved with words, why would we have crossed the endless void to come here?!"

"It seems they cannot understand the laws of survival under absolute power disparity."

Amidst the jeers, Dixon, a seventh-level wizard who had been observing quietly, suddenly had a knowing and amused look in his eyes.

He gently raised his hand, signaling the wizards around him to remain calm.

Then, under the watchful eyes of countless people, Dixon took off alone from above the fortress and faced the dozens of level-seven mechanical puppets that exuded terrifying pressure.

The two sides faced off in the airspace in the center of the battlefield.

However, what happened next was beyond the expectations of almost all wizards.

The largest and most ornately decorated mechanical doll at the head emitted an arrogant and condescending mental fluctuation that directly covered the entire battlefield:
"Give up your ignorant resistance, strong one from the unknown world!"

His very first words stunned all the wizards.

The voice continued to boom, with a condescending tone: "Your indomitable will has earned the approval of the great 'Korg'! Blame it on being born into this inferior world!"

"The Realm of Giants is beyond your ability to resist! Ignorant creature, perhaps in your world you have reached the pinnacle, looking down upon all living beings, but in the eyes of the great Kog, you are still nothing more than an insect that can be crushed at will!"

"You have already demonstrated your worth by causing such losses. Surrender! We can offer you a decent position; becoming His Majesty Kog's servants would be your greatest honor!"

These level-seven natives of the Giant Spirit Realm spoke one after another, their tone extremely arrogant.

It was as if they were not facing a formidable enemy who could easily capture their peers, but rather reprimanding ignorant subordinates.

In their minds, Dixon, who had flown out alone, was undoubtedly the strongest of the intruders.

Even if he were stronger than he appeared, he would still be utterly destroyed in the siege of dozens of "peers"!
Moreover, above them stands the supreme world lord of the Giant Spirit Realm—"Kog"!
That was something that creatures from such a "lower world" could not even imagine.

Upon hearing this, Dixon, who was suspended in mid-air, Meriste and Obolos, who were watching through the light screen on the ship's deck, as well as the cannon fodder on the surrounding fortress and all the wizards in the legion, suddenly fell into an extremely eerie silence.

It wasn't anger, nor shock, but rather... an indescribable sense of absurdity.

It's as if you can see a frog at the bottom of a well, boasting to a giant dragon soaring through the sky how vast the sky above the well is.

Seeing Dixon's silence, the natives of the Giant Spirit Realm assumed he was intimidated by "Kog's" reputation or was weighing the pros and cons, and impatiently sent out another mental wave:
"Make your choice, invaders! Submit, or be destroyed?!"

At this point, Dixon finally made a move.

The usual gentle smile on his face had vanished, replaced by an absolute calm, like a bottomless, icy pool.

He ignored the noisy mechanical puppets, instead raising his hand expressionlessly and casually waving it at the wizard legion standing guard behind him.

His voice was not loud, yet it clearly reached the ears of every wizard, calm and undisturbed:
"Destroy them."

(End of this chapter)