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

Chapter 707 The Real Enemy and Calling for Help

After Viola withdrew her hand, she stood in the void for a long time.

Her solidified domain of laws spread out to its maximum perceptual radius, and gray-white runes of the law of pain slowly rotated in the void beneath her feet, scanning every inch of the surrounding space.

On the other side, Jemin also used his all-powerful eye to repeatedly scan the direction in which the thing had just appeared.

Within the pale golden vertical pupils, countless streams of information were being refreshed at a waterfall-like speed.

He analyzed everything in the entire region: the gravitational parameters of the three stars, their radiation frequency bands, the curvature of space, the trajectory of material residue, the fluctuation frequency of elements in this region, and so on.

But the result was the same as before; nothing was found.

Since it couldn't be detected even after the other party's death, it means that this thing wasn't well hidden, but rather "not within the observable range." After a moment, Viola finally slowly withdrew her Law Domain.

Grayish-white runes flooded into her body like a tide, but her light green eyes remained fixed on the empty void ahead, her expression unusually serious.

"I can't find it either," she said softly.

"Sure enough, this thing must be in a different dimension from our current world, so it can't be detected by conventional methods no matter what." Upon hearing this, Jemin turned to look at her.

Viola raised her hand, her fingertips lightly tracing the air.

"I was able to hurt it just now because it actively responded to pain after being provoked by you. Pain belongs to mental activity, and mental activity... is inherently on the same level as its form of existence."

She paused for a moment: "But once it dies and stops emitting painful reactions, I can no longer sense it."

Silence returned to the surroundings.

In the distance, a stellar storm churned, and large streams of high-energy particles trailed bright tails of light in the void.

Fragments of the divine weapon were captured by gravity and slowly rotated in the sea of ​​light, like a silent snowfall.

Looking at the wreckage, Jemin asked in a low voice, "From what you're saying... do you know what these things are?"

Viola tilted her head, a dangerous smile returning to her lips. "I have a guess."

Jemin looked at her curiously: "What is it?"

"Although I have never actually seen the physical object, its characteristics are too obvious: it cannot be observed by conventional means, it is invisible and traceless, it can directly erase matter and energy, and only specific laws can affect it."

Viola stroked her smooth chin and thought for a moment: "This is information that should only be known to high-level wizards, but since you've already encountered it, there's no problem knowing it beforehand."

As she spoke, Vio stretched out three fingers: "Haven't you always been curious about what kind of enemies the main force of wizards is facing? Actually, our wizard civilization has three main enemies in the endless chaotic void."

"Multi-ethnic unity."

"The Calamity of the Spiritual Mind"

"And... the reflection dimension."

When she said the last four words, her tone slowed down noticeably.

Jemin narrowed his eyes, realizing that this last one was probably the enemy they were facing: "The Reflection Dimension?"

"Mm." Viola nodded gently.

"The one you were just facing was most likely something from the reflection dimension."

She paused for a moment, seemingly organizing her thoughts.

Clearly, even for a level six wizard, the "reflection dimension" is not a topic that is easily discussed.

"The so-called Reflection Dimension, as the name suggests, is a reflection of the main world. However, the Reflection Dimension does not reflect matter... but the mind." She raised her hand, her fingertips lightly touching her temple.

"In the endless chaotic void, all conscious life forms generate mental activity every moment."

"Hope, despair, imagination, thought, inspiration... these things do not disappear after they appear in the consciousness of living beings; they are projected into another dimension like shadows."

"That place is the reflection dimension."

Jemin pondered for a moment: "So, this thing itself doesn't exist in the endless chaotic void?"

Viola tilted her head: "That's a good question. Strictly speaking, the relationship between the Reflection Dimension and the Main World is like two sides of the same coin. So it should be said that... the Reflection Dimension is located in the endless chaotic void that we cannot perceive."

Viola shrugged.

"Because they exist in different dimensions, most methods used by the main world are meaningless to them. They cannot be seen, touched, or harmed."

She smiled and said, "I was able to recognize them simply because the Law of Pain happened to hit their sensitive spots."

"That thing was beaten to a pulp by me, yet we still can't find any trace of it... I can't think of any other possibility besides a creature from the Reflection Dimension."

Jemin remained silent for a few seconds.

Multi-ethnic unity.

The calamity of the spiritual.

Reflection dimension.

The three names slowly arranged themselves in his mind.

"What about the other two enemies?"

"There's not much to say about a multi-race union," Viola said, her tone becoming a little more relaxed.

"In the endless chaotic void, civilizations that have been robbed, beaten, or threatened by the wizard civilization, or simply fear being robbed or beaten in the future, have banded together for mutual support."

"It's essentially a normal civilization. It can be penetrated and seen."

She paused for a moment at this point.

"As for the calamity of spirituality..."

She frowned slightly: "The level of information control over this thing is very high. I only know the name; only an eighth-level wizard has the authority to access the specific details."

Jemin nodded, showing no intention of pressing further.

The intelligence classification system of the wizarding civilization is extremely strict.

If someone deliberately doesn't tell you free information, it actually means the situation is truly dangerous.

His thoughts returned to the plane before him, and countless clues rapidly pieced together in his mental sea.

Now it's clear that before the Tentacle Tree civilization arose, another, even more powerful civilization existed in this cosmic plane. And that civilization was invaded by the Reflection Dimension.

The Divine Armaments are products of war. The so-called "absorb life force upon activation" mechanism is not a simple energy supply system at all, but an interference technology specifically designed to target creatures in the Reflection Dimension.

Thinking about this, Jemin became curious again: "So, the beings in the reflection dimension also have the concept of life force, and therefore absorbing their life force would harm them?"

"To be more precise... it is the will to live."

Viola corrected her.

"For beings in the Reflection Dimension, what they truly need in their life force is never energy itself, but the 'survival instinct' it contains." "The so-called life force extraction technology does not actually affect beings in the Reflection Dimension by extracting life force, but by disrupting the life will within that mass of life force."

"As the saying goes, too much of a good thing can be bad. If a massive amount of life force is mixed together..." She smiled slightly, "it would be like someone pouring molten iron down the ears of the creatures in the reflection dimension."

Jemin immediately recalled the unusual reaction that thing had when it encountered his witchcraft.

He said in a deep voice, "So the witchcraft I just performed was essentially creating this kind of noise about the will to live."

"That's right."

Viola nodded: "So this technology actually has significant limitations; it only works when there's a massive amount of life force." Jemin nodded: "However, for wizards, once they understand their nature, killing them isn't difficult." Viola stretched out her hand, a wisp of grayish-white embers of the Law of Pain still lingering at her fingertips:

"Yes, the real difficulty is never killing them, but finding them."

"In many cases, only a few level seven wizards who specialize in the relevant laws can locate the reflection dimension creatures in the main world." After listening, Jemin's expression gradually became serious.

He suddenly spoke up: "So... I need to call in reinforcements now?"

After all, there are still countless planets within the core of this plane that haven't been inspected, and Jeming doesn't think there's only this one sealed-off area. If those reflection-dimensional creatures are really stupid enough to keep attacking him, that's fine, but if he's unlucky and encounters one that runs away, that could be fatal.

Viola blinked, then couldn't help but laugh out loud: "That's right."

She regained her lighthearted demeanor, twirling her hair with her fingertips.

"But you don't need to worry about the reward. You know, seventh-level wizards are always very honest about knowledge."

"Normally, asking them for help would come at a high price. But if you tell them... there are living beings from the Reflection Dimension here, then it's not asking for help anymore."

She gently spread her hands:

"Believe it or not, once the news gets out, the line of seventh-level wizards willing to come will stretch from Noren Academy 147 all the way to the outside of the dimensional barrier." Jemin nodded, not refuting it, after all, he had received the same payment in the strange dimension before.

With that in mind, Jieming immediately brought up the Magic Network terminal.

After thinking for a moment, Jemin sent his first communication to his mentor, Clark.

He quickly wrote the details of the Tentacle Tree dimension into the message.

Finally, I'd like to add: If you can end your retreat early, it would be best if you came immediately.

Communication completed.

Immediately afterwards, he connected to the dean's hotline at Noren 147 Academy.

Pale blue runes flowed across the surface of the crystal terminal.

A moment later, a screen of light unfolded in the void.

Inside the light screen, a wizard slowly raised his head; it was Dean Avery Knight, whom they hadn't seen in a long time.

"Jermin?"

Dean Avery frowned slightly.

"What is it?"

Without wasting words, Jemin quickly explained his current situation.

As he spoke, Avery's expression began to change little by little.

First, he frowned.

Then, those dark brown eyes suddenly lit up.

Even through the light screen, Jemin could clearly feel Dean Avery Knight's excitement.

He slowly stood up from the chair, and the bookshelves behind him moved automatically without any wind, with many classic books turning their pages slightly under the vibration of an invisible force.

"no problem."

Dean Avery's voice remained low, but the excitement in his tone was completely uncontrollable.

"I'll take some men there right away."