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

Chapter 98 Intelligence (Second Update, Please Subscribe)

Jemin gave a hand signal, and Amy and Victor quickly concealed themselves in the bushes on either side, ready to pounce.

Their mission was to eliminate any survivors who might have slipped through the net, and the main attacker was, of course, Jemin.

Jemin took a deep breath and crouched slightly, like a cheetah poised to pounce.

"start!"

The ten rune artifacts on his wrist activated instantly, like blooming flowers.

The next instant, a torrent of energy blasts erupted!

The continuous stream of energy orbs, like the scythe of death, streaked through the air, leaving blurry afterimages.

The orc elites also raised their heads alertly at the same time; their orcish combat instincts allowed them to sense the danger just before the energy blasts were about to hit.

One of the soldiers suddenly looked up with a shocked expression. He opened his mouth, about to sound the alarm, but before the sound could leave his throat, an energy blast had already pierced his throat with pinpoint accuracy.

puff!puff!puff!
The energy blasts accurately struck vital points in the joints, throat, and chest.

They pierced through the leather armor worn by the orcs and their supposedly tough bodies with the ease of shooting through paper.

The battle was over in the blink of an eye.

Amy and Victor were dumbfounded. They had been prepared for a fierce battle, but the fight was over before they could even make a move.

At least it didn't completely deprive him of the opportunity to make a move.

As Jemin finished his attack, two orc elites, whose bodies appeared to be badly damaged, suddenly sprang up and tried to turn and flee into the depths of the forest.

Despite their bodies being riddled with bullets, they still displayed terrifying mobility.

Even Jemin couldn't help but gasp at this terrifying vitality.

However, Amy and her companion reacted quickly.

Almost the instant the orc turned to flee, Amy raised her hand, and several fireballs, as if guided by eyes, struck the orc with pinpoint accuracy.

To minimize the impact, the fireball did not explode directly, but instead transformed into several wisps of flame that penetrated deep into the opponent's body, instantly burning away all of their internal organs.

Victor was more direct; several incredibly sharp wind blades, like invisible razors, instantly sliced ​​across the orc's neck, sending a massive head flying into the air.

Amy and Victor quickly rounded up the remaining survivors, ensuring no one escaped.

When the aftershocks of all the energy blasts dissipated, the scene in front of the shrine had changed.

Apart from the dying shaman whom Jemin had deliberately left behind, all the orc elites had fallen to the ground, lifeless, their bodies riddled with small but deadly bullet holes.

The green crystal on the shrine also dimmed, as if it had been shaken by the source of faith.

Jemin walked past the dying shaman without even glancing at him.

The shaman's eyes were filled with fear and confusion. He couldn't understand why he and his elite warriors were slaughtered by this group of suddenly appearing "demons" without even a chance to resist.

Jemin ignored him and quickly arranged several special runes on the shrine.

These runes penetrated deep into the shrine, like blood-sucking tentacles, frantically draining its energy core. Soon, the last glimmer of light from the crystal at the top of the shrine went out, and it turned into an ordinary stone.

boom……

As the supporting energy dissipated, the shrine let out a muffled groan and began to collapse.

"It's a success!" Victor shouted excitedly in a low voice, suppressing his excitement.

Amy's eyes were also full of joy, but she did not waste any time. Instead, she quickly went to the dying Saman and took out the witch artifact.

……

……

Deep in the forest, the three of them, like three phantoms, swiftly traversed the dense woods.

Their steps were light and agile, leaving fleeting afterimages on the dappled shadows of the trees.

Unlike their previous hurried and aimless escape, they now had a greater sense of purpose.

"Your pronunciation is wrong. It should be 'Grommash,' with a stronger guttural sound."

Jemin’s voice echoed through the forest, but he spoke not in the language of any wizarding civilization, but in a rough and powerful orc language.

“Grommash… Damn, it’s so hard!” Amy ran and tried to imitate it, but her tongue just wouldn’t obey her, which annoyed her. “Universal is much easier to learn.”

“You’ll get better with practice,” Victor replied in Common, his pronunciation much more standard than Amy’s, clearly showing he had put in a lot of work. “According to that shaman’s memories, if we want to operate in this area, we need to at least master Common and Orcish.”

They are practicing the language of this world through dialogue.

This knowledge all came from the captured orc shaman.

After Amy precisely extracted the necessary information using the sorcerer's artifact, she ended the shaman's suffering without hesitation.

In the past few days, whenever they had free time, the three of them would imitate and practice the language using information from their memories.

On the one hand, it's for adaptation; on the other hand, it's for better camouflage and intelligence gathering in future adventures.

"So, in the shaman's memory, that's what the oracle said?" Amy's voice was a little hoarse, and her Common Tongue with its exotic accent echoed in the forest, "'Extraterrestrial demons have invaded, hunt them, expel the filth...' That doesn't sound friendly at all."

“That’s right, Amy, your pronunciation has improved.” Victor responded approvingly, his Common Tongue also carrying a strange accent. “It’s normal to be unfriendly; we didn’t come in here to be friendly.”

“In the shaman’s memory, this forest was jointly managed by orcs and elves. The orcs were in charge of the east and south, while the elves were in charge of the west and north. Moreover, both sides had powerful beings equivalent to level two beings stationed there. It was indeed the right thing to leave this area immediately.” Jemin continued, his Common Tongue was more fluent, and there was almost no hesitation in his speech. “Their army’s distribution was also very clear, and we could roughly deduce their patrol routes and key defense areas.”

Amy grimaced and adjusted her tone: "The shaman's memories say that the landing point for the main wizard force should be slightly south of this area, so..."

“We need to head northeast.” A glint of light flashed in Jemin’s eyes. “The commotion we caused at the shrine was enough to trigger a large-scale orc hunt. If we continue like this, we might attract an enemy we can’t resist, so we must confuse them!”

Victor immediately understood: "They can easily figure out our identities. They've probably already deployed a large number of troops in the south... No wonder you made us run, it was to leave a trace, right?"

Amy Ye pondered for a moment: "So... next, we should head towards the northeast, where orc patrols are less frequent and the area is relatively weak?"

(End of this chapter)