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

Chapter 47 Strong and Weak

Afterwards, Jemin continued deeper into the wasteland covered with red ore.

His main focus remains on searching for rare and unique material samples, with little attention paid to the indigenous people.

Just as Jemin was engrossed in his treasure hunt, the battlefields throughout the Grayrock Realm suddenly turned brutal.

"Quick! There's a high score card here!" A young apprentice excitedly pointed to the golden light shimmering on the withered tree ahead.

The seven-person team approached cautiously.

With the unclaimed point cards cleared, the remaining point cards were mostly placed next to the dangerous monsters.

However, such scorecards have higher point values ​​and represent greater benefits.

Driven by the pursuit of greater profits, the apprentices who were originally working alone gradually began to form teams, and those who had already formed teams continued to recruit more people to expand their groups.

These seven people were originally considered to be quite talented "little geniuses" in the academy. After a few days of getting to know each other, their teamwork gradually improved.

However, the attack did not originate from Warcraft.

call out!call out!call out!
Dozens of arrows coated with fluorescent venom pierced the air, shooting in from all directions with a sharp whistling sound.

The arrows were not made of ordinary metal, but of some kind of bone, with faint energy fluctuations visible to the naked eye.

"Scatter! There's an ambush!" the captain roared, quickly erecting an energy shield.

However, several apprentices were still unable to react in time and were hit by poisoned arrows.

Their movements froze instantly, their faces turned pale, and strange totem patterns appeared on their bodies.

"Damn it! They're indigenous people!"

Dozens of indigenous warriors, clad in armor and wielding metal spears, burst forth from the bushes and rock crevices.

Their bodies instantly swelled, their muscles bulged, their speed was astonishing, and their eyes burned with the fury of revenge.

"attack!"

The apprentices reacted quickly, unleashing fireballs and ice spikes in retaliation the instant they realized what was happening.

But the indigenous people did not linger in battle. Like a pack of wolves, they charged quickly, threw spears, and then immediately dispersed, using the complex terrain to maneuver around the apprentices.

"Captain, I... my teleportation rune is malfunctioning!" a poisoned apprentice cried out in terror. The rune in his hand was dim and completely unusable.

"I can't activate my flight skill either! They actually have anti-air capabilities!"

Panic erupted instantly.

Without any trump card to escape, the apprentices were like caged beasts, slowly being worn down by the indigenous people's hunting.

Metal spears tore through shields, poisoned arrows seeped into magic, and screams rose and fell, announcing the apprentices' defeat.

the other side.

An expedition team of four apprentices, while venturing deep into a canyon imbued with elemental power, was surrounded at the bottom of the valley by a dozen heavily armored, battle-axe-wielding indigenous "knights".

"Their armor can actually resist our witchcraft!" an apprentice exclaimed as a fireball he released struck the knight, sending up only a string of sparks without leaving a scorch mark.

"Damn it! There are actually natives in this world!" Another apprentice realized something was wrong.

Without a word, the knights charged forward.

The ground beneath their feet thudded with power, each leap carrying the force of a thunderbolt.

Bang!
A water elemental shield was shattered by a heavy axe blow, and the apprentice behind the shield coughed up blood and was sent flying backward.

"Retreat! Charge upwards!" the captain roared, activating his flight technique at the same time.

However, his body only rose a few meters before being suppressed by an invisible force, making it impossible for him to escape the valley!
Someone tried to activate the ring, but found it had no effect whatsoever.

"The space... is locked?!" The apprentices were completely dumbfounded. Their magic power was rapidly depleting, and the speed at which they could replenish their potions couldn't keep up with the speed at which they were injured.

Panic and despair spread rapidly through the blood-soaked canyon.

……

……

Jemin was currently deep in a strange swamp.

The mud here harbors a peculiar fungus that can absorb elemental energy, making it an excellent research material, which is why he couldn't help but stay here for quite some time.

Suddenly, a commotion arose from the depths of the mud.

Four "hunters" wielding bows and arrows and two armored "knights" leaped out of the mud, spears in hand, pointing directly at Jemin.

They were clearly lying in ambush, waiting for passing prey.

"Ok?"

Jemin stood there with a curious look on his face, holding the mushroom he had just picked, looking as if he had been stunned by the sudden attack.

A knight roared and thrust his spear straight at Jemin's face with a whooshing sound.

hum!
A solid, earth-yellow shield instantly condensed on his body.

clang!
The spear struck the shield with a crisp metallic clang, but the shield remained unmoved; the recoil even made the knight's body tremble violently.

Another knight swung his giant axe and swept it across Jemin's waist from the side, but he also failed to achieve his goal.

But the real killing blow was yet to come; four arrows, gleaming with an eerie light, took advantage of the opportunity to approach his head.

With a thought, Jemin's earth element shield instantly switched to a transparent wind membrane.

The force of the arrow was cleverly deflected, whistling past Jemin without causing any harm.

"This... how is this possible?!" Shock flashed in the knight's eyes.

Their prized power and enhanced magical weapons had absolutely no effect on this wizard?!

Jemin didn't give them any more time to think.

laugh! laugh! laugh! laugh!
Four fireballs, wreathed in raging flames, instantly locked onto the six natives. In the narrow swampy area, the blast radius of the fireballs completely covered them.

boom! boom! boom! boom!
Violent explosions rang out one after another, and flames shot into the sky, instantly turning the swamp into a hellish landscape.

Mud splattered everywhere, and charred flesh flew about.

The indigenous people didn't even have time to scream before they were completely swallowed up by the terrifying power of the talismanic artifacts and turned to ashes.

Jemin stepped forward and carefully searched the wreckage in the swamp.

He picked up a few pieces of metal armor covered in mud, and dug out a few relatively well-preserved bone spears, scanning them with analytical techniques to detect the residual energy fluctuations.

“These patterns… should be a relatively primitive type of rune, which should be quite suitable for this world. They are quite valuable for reference…” Jemin muttered to himself, completely ignoring the bloody smell that permeated the air.

He felt no danger from beginning to end; these indigenous people were as vulnerable as children in his presence.

"But haven't these indigenous people been attacking more frequently lately? I've already encountered three ambushes in the last two days. Is it because there's some large gathering place nearby, so they see me as a threat?"

Jemin felt that the ambushes had become unusually frequent recently, and the enemy was also more cooperative than before.

"Let's search around. If we can find a gathering point, we might be able to obtain knowledge about these primitive runes."

He collected the newly acquired materials and continued deeper into the swamp.

The enemy's "weakness" left Jemin completely unaware that a massive purge targeting all wizard apprentices was underway outside.

(End of this chapter)