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

Chapter 608 Combat

After overcoming numerous obstacles, the four level-eight wizards of the Crimson Royal Court confronted the leader of the Alliance of All Realms.

The moment the two clashed, the entire void was like a pond filled with high explosives, the energy shockwaves spreading in all directions like a tsunami. The leader raised his hand, and endless energy in the void converged into the pool.

As a level nine creature, Chi's power theoretically has no upper limit.

Given enough time, Chi can mobilize the energy of the entire endless chaotic void for its own use.

If needed, the pool can even generate matter and energy out of thin air.

Therefore, when attacking, Chi doesn't need to use complicated techniques or sophisticated rules; he only needs to crush the opponent.

At the same time, Chi gently waved his other hand, activating his power to modify the world.

That chosen space began to be erased from existence.

Two attacks came simultaneously.

Four level-eight wizards from the Crimson Court hovered in place, without even trying to dodge.

The power to change the world fell upon them like water crashing against rocks.

Those forces that attempted to erase them from existence vanished the instant they touched their bodies, without even causing a ripple. The fixed laws of eighth-level wizards made their very existence unalterable, directly immune to any attempts to modify their world.

The leader's pupils contracted slightly.

When they were testing the waters before, Chi wasn't sure, but now Chi has confirmed that the other party can indeed resist Chi's power.

But... what gives these level eight wizards the right to do this?

The four level-eight wizards gave Chi no time to think.

They attacked simultaneously, crimson energy surging from their bodies, transforming into four roaring blood dragons that tore through the void and hurtled towards their leader. That energy contained the most core technologies of the Flesh and Blood Mother Nest: life modification, gene plundering, and cell engulfment.

Every bit of energy that comes into contact with the energy of the opponent's attack is frantically trying to erode and assimilate the enemy's power.

The leader frowned and raised his arm, releasing the energy he had previously gathered, which condensed into a thick energy barrier in front of him.

As a level nine creature, Chi's defensive capabilities are beyond question.

The blood dragons crashed into the barrier with a deafening roar, causing the entire void to tremble.

The barrier was fluctuating violently, but that was all; there was no sign of it breaking.

The leader's lips curled into a cold smile.

Level eight is level eight. No matter how strange these creatures are, they cannot break through level nine defense.

Then Chi's cold smile froze.

The barrier didn't break, but the blood dragons didn't disappear either.

They adhere to the surface of the barrier, wriggling and eroding like living things.

The barrier's energy is being consumed, transformed, and devoured.

Almost instantly, the barrier began to show signs of cracking, while the energy intensity of the blood dragons increased at a visible rate. The leader let out a low roar, no longer passively defending.

Chi mobilized his power, using the World Modification technique to instantly condense an energy ball in his palm, enough to annihilate a cluster of planes, and hurled it at one of the level eight wizards.

The energy ball was moving at an astonishing speed, tearing a long rift in space wherever it passed.

The level eight wizard chuckled mockingly, "Such a crude way of using energy..."

He opened his arms, and a vortex of deep red energy formed in front of him.

The energy ball crashed into the vortex, spinning wildly and unleashing terrifying destructive power.

The vortex trembled, deformed, and struggled on the verge of collapse.

But under the wizard's manipulation, they managed to withstand the entire impact of the energy ball.

The other three level-eight wizards seized the opportunity and launched an attack from the flanks.

Blood dragon, tentacles, claws, psychic attack...

All the attacks poured down on the leader like a torrential downpour.

The leader roared and tried to retaliate, but each counterattack was tacitly neutralized by the four level-eight wizards.

One person holds the line from the front, two harass from the flanks, and one searches for an opening.

Their teamwork was seamless, like a sophisticated machine that had been running for millions of years.

The leader finally realized a fact that Chi found unacceptable.

The power of the pool is indeed limitless, but "limitless" does not mean "unlimited".

Given enough time, Chi can mobilize the energy of the entire world and crush all enemies.

However, in such a high-intensity, instantaneous confrontation, there is an upper limit to the power that a pool can mobilize and unleash per unit of time.

The power unleashed by the four level-eight wizards in a short period of time easily overwhelmed Chi's instantaneous output.

The fighting continues, but the situation has become clear.

At the edge of the battlefield, the wizards from the parallel world were completely stunned.

Their mouths were agape, their eyes wide, like petrified statues.

Level Nine... that's a level they've looked up to for countless years, feared for countless years, dreamed of reaching but could never touch.

In their minds, Level Nine is invincible, a true god, and the ultimate truth.

Right now, four level-eight wizards are pinning that god to the ground and beating him.

A level seven wizard from a parallel world murmured, "Am I dreaming...?"

His counterpart patted him on the shoulder and said calmly, "You'll get used to it. You'll understand when you go to the front lines. We'll be facing level nine creatures all the time."

The seventh-level wizard from the parallel world twitched his lips, then couldn't help but raise a finger, pointing blankly at himself: "Huh? I'm going too?" "Yes!"

The commanders of the Multiverse Alliance were in no better shape.

Their smiles had long since frozen on their faces, replaced by a deep-seated fear.

A colossal star beast trembled violently, its voice shaking: "Leader... the leader is level nine... how could this be..."

The scaled orc commander slumped to the ground, his eyes glazed over, repeatedly muttering the same phrase: "It's over, all over..."

However, some commanders, unwilling to give up, gritted their teeth and roared as they stood up after seeing the battle situation: "Go! Go and assist the leader!" His shout brought the other alliance commanders present to their senses.

If things continue like this, and their leader really loses, they will have absolutely no way out.

Since that's the case, we might as well go all out now.

At least for now, they still have the resources to fight desperately!

"Everyone, follow me!"

"Stop those enemies!"

Of course, some tried to fight for their lives, while others tried to escape.

However, before these people could escape, they were all stopped by the ambushing wizards.

Among the armies of the Multiverse Alliance, the deserter wizards were even more wretched.

Wald hid at the very back of the crowd, his face as pale as a dead man.

His legs were trembling, his teeth were chattering, and only one thought was running wildly through his mind: what would they do to the traitor if the leader lost?

At this moment, all the deserter wizards couldn't help but feel a surge of regret.

However, the situation within the camps of the four major powers is quite strange.

As the level eight wizards of the Star Ring Federation flew desperately toward the battlefield, they cursed at the wizards of the Crimson Court: "Have you no shame! Four against one! Would it kill you to share one with us?!"

The wizards of the Void Architecture Institute were more direct; they abandoned their journey and instead began to cast spatial blockades on the wizards of the Crimson Court, attempting to trap them in place.

The wizards of the Anti-Entropy Alliance transformed into torrents of energy of various colors, seeping in from all directions while shouting, "Make way, make way, let me in!"

The wizards from the Crimson Royal Court, tasked with intercepting them, grinned from ear to ear, desperately blocking the way for the others: "No, no, we got our eye on this one first! The next one, the next one will definitely be yours!"

"Bullshit! Who knows if there won't be another one!"

"Then go catch them yourselves!"

"How can we arrest them if you're blocking their way!"

They argued heatedly, but their hands didn't slow down at all.

Some people used their laws to create domains, some released energy barriers, and some simply grabbed each other around the waist.

A group of level eight wizards were wrestling together like street thugs, creating an incredibly chaotic scene.

But even amidst this chaos, they never relaxed their efforts to intercept other forces of the Multiverse Alliance.

Any creature from the Multiverse Alliance that attempts to approach the battlefield or support the leader will be dealt with promptly.

Some were slapped away, some were pierced by a beam of light, and some didn't even know how they died.

These eighth-level wizards, who were among the most powerful even among the eighth-level wizards, fully displayed the ferocity of their power. Even while fighting and killing enemies, they still did it as easily as if they were casually brushing off the dust on their bodies.

In the center of the battlefield, energy erupted once again.

The four level-eight wizards of the Crimson Court simultaneously unleashed their strongest attack.

The four blood dragons, having devoured a large amount of the enemy's energy, merged into one, increasing in size a hundredfold. Carrying the power to annihilate everything, they rammed head-on into the leader's chest.

The leader's body trembled violently, the outline of the pool began to blur, and his figure began to tremble, like a wisp of smoke blown away by a gale.

Chi roared, trying to regain his strength.

But the four level-eight wizards gave Chi no chance to catch his breath. As the blood dragon dissipated, more attacks followed.

As the aftershocks subsided, the figures of the four level-eight wizards were revealed.

Their clothes were a little disheveled, and a few strands of their hair were blown away by the aftershocks of the energy, but that was all.

There wasn't a single scratch on his face, and his breathing remained frighteningly stable.

Opposite them, the outline that once made the entire void tremble was now fluctuating violently, its edges constantly collapsing and reforming, reforming and collapsing again.

Chi's presence is still there, but he no longer has the overwhelming authority he once had.

The leader hovered in the void, watching the four approaching level-eight wizards, and for the first time, fear appeared in his eyes. "What kind of monsters are these self-proclaimed wizards?!"

In the distance, Jemin stood beside Clark, watching this scene, speechless for a long time.

"Mentor," Jemin couldn't help but say.

"Um."

"How long can that level nine...hold on?"

Clark glanced at the violently undulating outline in the center of the battlefield and uttered two words calmly: "Soon."