Cultivating in the Wizard World-Chapter 290 - 259: War Breaks Out

Faced with this sudden mutation, the other recruited wizards first showed shock and panic in their eyes.

But after all, they were all official wizards, not lacking the necessary intelligence and will.

They quickly suppressed their instinctual emotions, forcing themselves to calm down, their cold rationality instantly taking over, rapidly analyzing and seeing the current situation clearly.

Their gazes turned sharp in an instant, while cautiously watching the every move of their temporary companions on the field out of the corner of their eyes, guarding against possible second betrayal.

Yet they tacitly focused most of their vigilance and surging killing intent on Levin Mills and Jack’s party in mid-air, looking down with a cat-and-mouse playful smile.

On the field, only Jeming remained unusually calm, as if everything before him was already within his expectations.

This unsettling feeling had already planted a seed in his heart when Jack proactively approached and invited him on the camp square.

If it was just a reunion, a simple greeting would have been understandable, but Jack’s proactive invitation was somewhat overly enthusiastic.

Initially, he didn’t think much of it, but after learning the details of the so-called "rescue mission," a question surfaced in his heart:

If it was merely about needing manpower to assist in search and widening the reconnaissance range, from the most basic "cost-effectiveness" consideration, hiring a small number of Second Level Wizards would be the most suitable.

However, whether it was Jack, Levin Mills, or anyone else in their team, they openly expressed dissatisfaction with the "quantity" of recruited wizards—they seemed to need more than just searchers from the beginning, but... a sufficient number of "prey."

The second alarm for Jeming was the lack of a contract.

While temporary teaming among wizards has its tacit rules, for such a collaborative task expected to last over a month and with some risk involved, not suggesting a binding soul contract is highly unusual.

Seeing Jeming’s unusually calm, even slightly understanding expression, Jack and Levin Mills both revealed a trace of imperceptible surprise in their eyes.

Jeming actually had many questions in his heart, but clearly now was not the time to ask them.

He suddenly turned his head, and his gaze met with that of the Fourth Level Wizard not far away, who had apparently been previously attacked, in mid-air.

Their eyes met for a moment and they completed a silent exchange:

"Cooperate?"

"Cooperate!"

Without any further words, that Fourth Level Wizard, having clearly suffered similar losses before, reacted quickly and astonishingly.

He let out a low roar, unhesitatingly separating a dazzling golden spiritual contract from his own soul origin!

The contract, as if possessing life, instantly flew to Jeming and the other ten recruited wizards.

The contents of the contract were simple and straightforward—a temporary alliance, united against external forces, no mutual attacks allowed!

Jeming and the other survivors had no hesitation, quickly imprinting their spiritual marks on it.

With the contract established, an invisible binding force temporarily gathered the scattered spiritual wills of the group.

Though there was far from trust, at least they didn’t have to constantly worry about being stabbed in the back and could fully focus on surviving the dire situation ahead.

And at this very moment...

Crack... Boom!

The massive energy shield Jeming set up earlier finally let out a lament under Jack and his team’s storm-like joint assault, shattering into a sky full of light points!

Watching the Fourth Level Protective Witchcraft in his hand rapidly losing its luster, Jeming expressionlessly returned it to his internal space.

Although the Fourth Level Shield was destroyed faster than expected, they had adjusted their state on this side, thus completing their task.

There was no room for maneuver between the two sides anymore, the seeds of hatred had been planted long before, and only blood could wash it away!

"Levin Mills! You’re mine!"

The unnamed Fourth Level Wizard, hair and beard standing on end, roared like thunder, a surging wave of energy emanating from him as he actively sought out the strongest Third Level Wizard on the opposite side, Levin Mills, and entangled him.

The two tacitly left the lower area, and the sound of massive energy collisions instantly erupted in the high air.

Yet the remaining situation was still utterly despairing for Jeming’s side!

Except for Jeming, the surviving recruits were all merely First Level Wizards.

On the opposite side, including Jack, there were no fewer than twelve strong, well-coordinated Second Level Wizards!

To make matters worse...

The once silent, now emaciated wizard (previously obese) sneered sinisterly, his emaciated, claw-like hand suddenly clenched at the void!

Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof!

In an instant, all the "Luminous Insects" released by the recruited wizards for reconnaissance and alert, regardless of distance, exploded simultaneously without any warning!

These Luminous Insects were connected to their hosts’ minds, and this sudden soul backlash was like countless red-hot iron needles piercing deeply into the owners’ brains!

"Ah!!"

Terrifying screams instantly echoed all around.

More than seven First Level Wizards had no time to mount an effective defense and immediately bled from their orifices, their eyes dimming in an instant, dropping straight from the sky like severed puppets, temporarily losing combat power!

In the blink of an eye, only four wizards, including Jeming, were left standing!

However, the remaining three wizards all looked deathly pale, their souls impacted, causing splitting headaches and greatly diminishing their strength.

Jeming had been prepared, not revealing his uniqueness to outsiders, but the viciousness and intensity of this soul shock still exceeded his expectations.

Fortunately, the Body Refining Technique granted him not only a strong physical body but also excellent resistance to psychic shocks.

Moreover, after so many days relying on the adaptive evolution of the Body Refining Technique, he had developed strong resistance to this type of psychic shock.

Jeming only felt a sudden dizziness, as if hit by a heavy hammer, but his strong physique allowed him to withstand the intense pain, shaking his head to regain clarity almost instantly.

In that moment of confusion, the enemy’s attack had already approached.

Without hesitation, Jeming reached out with a gesture.

"Roar!!"

Five Black Giants, over ten meters tall with skin like wrought iron, roared as they rushed out from his spatial realm!

Their massive bodies, full of barbaric and powerful strength, instantly blocked most of the attack routes!

Under Jeming’s precise command, these five Black Giants charged fearlessly to the front line, using their wide backs and powerful bodies to barely protect everyone.

Simultaneously, the other three First Level Wizards, enduring the intense soul pain, began to fight desperately.

They burned their spiritual power without hesitation, unleashing their most powerful witchcraft to barely contain the seven ordinary Second Level Wizards of the enemy.

And Jeming himself, his gaze icy, locked onto the remaining five on the other side — the strongest combination among the enemy: Jack, the gaunt wizard, and three other Second Level Wizards who were clearly more fierce!

"Kill!" Jack shouted fiercely, and the five attacked simultaneously, the energy brilliance instantly engulfing Jeming.

However...

Jeming’s counterattack was more violent than they could have imagined!

Ten Talisman Witchcraft artifacts hovering around his wrist exploded with dazzling light, high-frequency energy beams like a weave of death densely raining upon the five.

This was not all; with a wave of his hand, Jeming activated several Fourth Level Attack Witchcraft artifacts without hesitation!

In an instant, Frost Ring froze the space, Decomposition Beam pierced the void, Twisted Halo deflected attacks...

Various eerie and powerful Fourth Level witchcraft effects exploded, catching Jack’s group completely off guard and leaving them in disarray, overwhelmed by the terrifying firepower Jeming alone unleashed.

"Fourth Level Witchcraft?! How can he possibly have so many?!" a Second Level Wizard shouted in horror.

Even though the attack had yet to reach them, the shield he raised was already violently vibrating amid the energy torrent.

Being seasoned members of the Expeditionary Army, Jack and the others quickly reacted after the initial shock, angrily drawing out their own Fourth Level Protective or Attack Witchcraft artifacts to counter.

Boom...

Several Fourth Level Witchcraft artifacts collided fiercely in the air, erupting in eardrum-tearing roar and destructive energy tides!

Jeming’s temporary advantage in numbers was forcibly neutralized by the opponent’s measures of the same level within seconds.

But, this had already bought Jeming enough time.

His eyes flashed with a fierce intent, and with a thought,

In an instant, thousands of spare Talisman Witchcraft artifacts roared out from his spatial realm, quickly combining and orbiting with the original ten.

Taking advantage of the Fourth Level witchcraft clash, behind him formed a massive, intricate, precise "Great Light Appearance," like the halo behind a Buddha’s head.

Buzz...

As the "Great Light Appearance" activated, a terrifying energy wave causing soul quivers swept across the scene.

The halo seemed to transform into a black hole that devoured everything, or perhaps the core of an erupting sun!

In the next moment, an unbelievably thick, blazing stream of pure destructive energy surged out from the "Great Light Appearance"!

Wherever the beam passed, space seemed to twist and dissolve, and the hastily constructed layers of shields by the enemy wizards were ripped and evaporated like paper!

Jeming, with his power alone, forcibly brought a large portion of the enemy, including five Second Level Wizards, into his attack range!

The destructive light stream seemed to have a life of its own, relentlessly pursuing Jack’s team, leaving them scrambling to dodge, unable to attend to anything else!

Originally at risk of collapse under the siege of seven Second Level Wizards, the three First Level Wizards and Black Giants suddenly felt a lightened pressure.

They looked up in astonishment at the man who single-handedly turned the tide of battle, suppressing half of the strong enemy with unmatched violent firepower, their eyes filled with incredulous shock!

With the assistance of Jeming and the Black Giants, the previously incapacitated wizards barely found the strength to join the battle, forced to suppress their injuries.

Yet, having already suffered severe soul damage, their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, and their participation merely delayed the speed of death for the group.

In the brief exchange of blows, the recruited wizards had suffered heavy casualties, with only five left barely hanging on.

And Jeming’s summoned Black Giants also suffered losses, with two falling.

But the remaining three Black Giants, with their undead-like resilience and innate abilities, managed to fatally wound two of the slightly weaker Second Level Wizards.

The battlefield, due to Jeming’s irrational explosion, was forcibly dragged into a brutal stalemate.