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

Chapter 55 Transformation
Inside the command post of the indigenous coalition, the atmosphere shifted from excitement to solemnity and anger.

"The flank has been breached! The losses are heavy!"

"Damn it! Who is that guy?!"

"Unable to pinpoint his location!"

The Knight Commander stared at the scorched area on the map, which had been "plowed" by that figure, his face turning ashen.

Their carefully laid ambush plan was completely disrupted by an unexpected turn of events.

The existence of that wizard was like a sharp thorn piercing their net.

"Mobilize our forces! At all costs, encircle and annihilate him!" he ordered sternly.

Large numbers of indigenous troops began to break away from the formation surrounding the valley and move towards the area where Jemin was located.

They planned to use their numerical advantage and a tighter encirclement to force the wizard to reveal a weakness.

Elite squads equipped with special magical items and totems were dispatched in various directions in an attempt to predict and intercept Jemin's movements.

Jemin, who was at the center of the battlefield, naturally sensed the change in pressure.

"Hmm? There are even more people coming." Jemin looked at the indigenous troops surging in from all directions.

Unfortunately, simply increasing the quantity was useless for Jemin. He was well-versed in the essence of guerrilla warfare, using multiple mobile magical artifacts in rotation, never allowing himself to stay in any one place for too long.

However, just as Jemin was enjoying this one-sided "hunt" and gradually dismantling the outer defenses of the indigenous coalition, problems arose inside the valley.

The besieged apprentices' defenses finally crumbled.

Even though Jemin drew most of the fire, the Indigenous forces besieging the apprentices inside were still large and well-trained.

Even after realizing the threat posed by Jemin, the indigenous people disregarded the potential losses and launched a frenzied attack.

The shamans unleashed their combined power, covering Horn's rock fortress with curses and weakening spells. The knights braved the bombardment of magic, charging forward wave after wave, their giant axes and warhammers pounding against Horn's solidified rock defenses with deafening roars.

Meanwhile, the team tasked with fighting Augusta became even more frantic, willing to risk death to delay her strongest burst of power.

Click!

On the light screen, a huge crack appeared in the rock fortress that Horn had been trying his best to maintain.

hum!
The lightning armor surrounding Augusta flickered, clearly under immense pressure.

The indigenous commander seized the opportunity, his eyes gleaming with bloodlust.

"All-out attack! All troops, charge! Forget about that guy outside! Take out these wizards inside first!" The knight commander roared.

The long-accumulated main force of the indigenous coalition, like tigers released from their cages, launched a general offensive against the apprentices' last line of defense with overwhelming killing intent.

After clearing out the last batch of enemies, Jemin stopped and fixed his gaze on the valley shrouded in despair.

Having been hovering on the edge of the battle line, he could clearly sense the changes in the situation. It was obvious that something had happened in the valley, which was why these indigenous people were fighting so desperately.

The other party retreated voluntarily, and it seemed that their objective had been achieved, but Jemin was very dissatisfied:
"You think you can just hit me whenever you want and leave whenever you want? Do you think I'm a public toilet?!"

A cold glint flashed in his eyes. He changed direction, activated the mobile talisman artifact, and instead of circling around the outer edge of the valley, he flew towards the entrance of the valley like a cannonball.

Seeing the valley in the distance, where violent elemental fluctuations were constantly erupting, Jemin activated the mobile rune artifact at his waist to its maximum extent.

The runes spun at high speed, instantly enveloping him in a burst of violent energy. His figure traced a near-right-angle trajectory, hurtling straight towards the sky above the battlefield at an astonishing speed!

Before taking off, Jemin activated the alchemy.

Pulled by an invisible force, several huge rocks burst forth from the earth beneath his feet, enveloping Jemin and suspending him around him.

With several huge rocks in his arms, Jemin soared to a height of over a thousand meters in one breath. This height far exceeded the limits of an apprentice-level flying technique, and he would not have been able to do it at all if it weren't for the lightness technique.

At this altitude, the mobile rune artifact would overheat in less than a minute if it operated at full power.

However, Jemin made a lot of preparations for this trial, making ten spares each of the mobile and attack types.

These enchanted magical artifacts are used in cycles at maximum power; once one overheats, it shuts down to cool, and the next one starts immediately to ensure that Jemin can remain stably elevated at a height beyond the imagination of any of his apprentices.

He chose this altitude to circumvent various no-fly zones or space restrictions imposed by the indigenous ground forces, and also to reduce the attacks he would be subjected to.

The apprentices in the valley watched in disbelief as the figure who had been wreaking havoc on the periphery suddenly shot into the sky like a madman.

"What is he doing?!"

"Is he crazy? At that height, there's no way he can control his flight technique. Is he trying to die?!"

Is he going to run away?

Shock and bewilderment spread among the apprentices.

However, Jemin's purpose at this moment was neither to escape nor to die.

On the contrary, he planned to confront these indigenous people head-on.

This distance indeed exceeds the precise control limit of an apprentice-level sorcery. If it were an offensive sorcery that required locking onto a target, it would be difficult to maintain accuracy at this distance.

But Jemin doesn't need accuracy.

He had reached the top of the entire valley, almost directly above the heads of the entire indigenous coalition.

In this way... he only needs to unleash his firepower downwards.

Having decided to go all out, Jemin held nothing back.

He removed the remaining pendants from his belt and took out all the offensive rune artifacts from them.

One of the rune artifacts was used for testing within the plane, and the remaining nine rune artifacts floated behind him under the influence of alchemy.

As the runes above were activated, a continuous stream of elemental power was absorbed by the rune artifacts. The nine rune artifacts, like a fiery red ring floating behind Jemin, emitted astonishing energy fluctuations.

At the same time, the defensive magical artifacts on his body were activated, with three layers of energy shields of different colors surrounding his body.

The resilient earthy yellow, the flowing cyan, and the raging red are like three solid walls.

The rocks that had been carried high into the air by alchemy had also changed shape, becoming four giant rock shields that surrounded Jemin above, below, and to the left and right, serving as additional shields to block attacks that enemies might shoot from below or the sides.

everything's ready.

Jemin's mind instantly entered a state of high concentration, and a massive amount of spiritual power surged into the array of runes and magical artifacts behind him like a tidal wave.

hum!hum!hum!
Almost simultaneously, the runes and magical artifacts on their backs emitted high-frequency vibrations, and then, a terrifying torrent of magic poured down on the indigenous coalition like a torrential rain!

(End of this chapter)