Chapter 116

Every impact could cause a Tier 2 living being to vomit blood and have their defenses collapse.

After becoming proficient, she even used electromagnetic heating to completely melt the metal sand into metal lava.

Then she controlled this scorching metal lava to perform various attacks and defenses like a living thing.

This was a completely crushing battle!

Facing Augusta's exaggerated offensive, it didn't take long for these guys, who were already harboring evil intentions, to collapse.

But at this time, it was Augusta who didn't want to let them escape.

Facing those enemies who tried to flee, Augusta condensed the metal sand grains or lava into high-density metal projectiles and launched them at an astonishing initial velocity using electromagnetic ejection for long-range sniping.

Those dozen or so Tier 2 living beings, in front of Augusta's unreasonable "Electromagnetic Control," completely turned into "weaklings" who were easily crushed.

She almost single-handedly suppressed over a dozen Tier 2 living beings and the entire defense system of the fortress on the front battlefield!

Finally, after a few minutes of one-sided slaughter, all dozen or so enemies were annihilated by Augusta one by one.

The interior of the swamp fortress was completely destroyed by metal sand grains and lava, leaving only broken walls.

Finally, the metal sand grains filling the sky and the remaining thunder gathered around her, condensing into a spiral thunder pillar carrying a harsh explosion.

The thunder pillar, mixed with high-density iron sand heated to crimson, pierced through the Fallen Priest's chest, which had not yet fully recovered, with unstoppable might!

"Ah!!"

The Fallen Priest let out a short and desperate scream, his body instantly vaporized under the impact of the thunder pillar, leaving only a huge energy void and air filled with a burnt smell.

With the death of the core priest, the divine power connection of the Corrupted Swamp Fortress was completely cut off, the fortress collapsed rapidly, and the remaining corrupted creatures also disintegrated rapidly due to the loss of divine power blessing, turning into pools of foul-smelling pus.

Seeing the battle end.

A hint of pain finally appeared on Augusta's expressionless face; the battle just now had pushed her to the limit.

The electric light on her body dissipated rapidly, and the metal sand grains swirling around her also fell from the sky as if they had lost their lives.

Her body swayed abruptly, and she knelt on one knee, gasping for breath.

Her spiritual power was almost exhausted, and her whole body was in severe pain, as if pricked by countless fine needles.

She had overdrawn her spiritual power too much in this battle.

Her teammates looked at her in horror; they had never thought that Augusta could be so powerful.

Just at this moment, the phantom of the god in the sky appeared again, and the scene of the plane barrier being torn also appeared again, representing the release of the second list.

Augusta felt a huge stream of information surge in, accompanied by the instant rise of her contribution points!

Her name, on the overall list, rushed into third place with unstoppable force.

However, she didn't feel the slightest bit of pride because of this.

Her gaze went straight past her own name and landed on the very front of the entire list, on that name that was dazzling to the point of being blinding—"Jie Ming"!

Augusta pursed her lips, and then a pale but exceptionally firm smile hooked at the corner of her mouth.

She subconsciously clenched her fists and whispered:

"..." Jie Ming, you really didn't let me down. However, this is just the beginning. I haven't... lost yet!"

On the other side.

Although he didn't want to admit it, after saying goodbye to Amy and Victor, Jie Ming indeed felt an unprecedented sense of freedom.

He stood on the edge of the camp, looking back one last time at that brightly lit area.

Although teaming up with the two did indeed provide Jie Ming with great help, for example, if one were alone in the wild, long-term mental tension would cause attention and spiritual power to be consumed particularly quickly.

Or with teammates, there could be a short rest time at night.

Or before, when promoting to a Tier 1 wizard, the huge energy fluctuation was easy to attract enemies from outside, and it was all thanks to the two of them keeping watch.

Even before, when facing the Blood Angel, if it weren't for the tacit cooperation of the three, helping Jie Ming win that precious time to activate the wizarding tool, Jie Ming would not have been able to win.

But in order to take care of the two's feelings, Jie Ming did indeed limit himself to a certain extent.

For example, the list.

First place on the list?

That was just a number.

Although it would indeed bring tangible benefits, it wasn't enough to make Jie Ming pay too much attention.

For a long time before, in order to take care of the two people's emotions and their interests, Jie Ming had been working hard with them to complete missions, which was somewhat contrary to his real thoughts—he wanted to truly experience this plane, not just treat it as a mission target.

He removed all the markings representing Nuolun Academy from his body, put away those overly conspicuous wizarding tools, and only kept a few core seal wizarding tools hidden under his clothing.

Replacing them was a simple leather armor, rough and practical, just like the most common wandering warrior in this plane.

"This disguise should be enough." Jie Ming whispered in his heart, his fingers stroking the short sword at his waist.

As a Foundation Establishment cultivator, Jie Ming's level of control over his body was actually quite good.

Every move he made carried a coordination and explosive power that surpassed ordinary people, and coupled with the fact that wizards also had a not-weak increase in physical strength during the meditation process, his own physical fitness was enough to rival the elite warriors in Plane Nuolun.

Moreover, the internal circulation method he practiced was not just for sealing a cultivator's power.

When necessary, he could even completely seal the surging spiritual power of a wizard within his body, making his aura no different from that of a mortal.

Recalling the process of the battles with the warriors he had encountered, Jie Ming tried a few times.

Soon, he learned how to use a trace of spiritual power to cleverly invoke the elemental power of the surroundings for amplification during the sword-swinging process,

making every slash carry a might that mortals couldn't reach, yet without the slightest trace of a wizard.

Perfect!

He could now perfectly disguise himself as a powerful warrior of this world.

When he no longer limited his vision to those bright contribution points, he chose to actively penetrate into the hinterland of Plane Nuolun.

It was to personally experience the customs of this plane and feel its unique culture and vitality.

At the same time, he also wanted to take this opportunity to collect some special materials needed for his "artifact refining" during the exploration process.

After spending a few more days, Jie Ming traveled through several mountains and wildernesses, finally arriving at a prosperous city in Plane Nuolun—Golden Port.

According to the information he knew, this port was an extremely prosperous city under human rule, and its level of prosperity could rank in the top five.

However, such a prosperous city also meant that the rules were more stringent. Through the Eye of Detection, Jie Ming discovered trouble outside the city gate.

Although this world looked like it had the technological level of the Middle Ages, it was exceptionally strict in terms of population census.

To enter another city, one must hold an identity certificate and a relevant letter of introduction; otherwise, one would be stopped by the city guards,

questioned at best, and arrested at worst.

The only ones who could leave the city freely and travel between various areas were probably only adventurers.

But adventurers themselves also had their own exclusive certificates and identity information registered at the Adventurers' Guild.

Jie Ming did not rashly break in.

He waited for more than half a month on the side of several small roads near Golden Port, his patience like that of a lurking hunter.

During this period, the list was updated once more. It was clear that Jie Ming's previous top ranking had stimulated those geniuses, and this time he fell to fourth place.

However, these didn't have much significance for Jie Ming. He observed the passing pedestrians, looking for the most suitable "target."

Finally, he waited for an adventurer who looked a bit exhausted.

This person was wearing worn-out leather armor, carrying a heavy package, with a look of being travel-worn on his face, and kept cursing something in his mouth.

From his fragmented words, Jie Ming judged that he had just completed a letter-delivery mission from another town and was preparing to head to the next town.

This meant that in the other party's hand, he was holding the identity certificate and mission certificate for the next stop.

In a remote mountain hollow, Jie Ming covertly dealt with the other party.

Looking at the corpse lying at his feet, Jie Ming was somewhat silent.

He only now realized that he had become completely different from before; even after killing someone with whom he had no grievances, he had no psychological fluctuations at all.

"Sigh, it seems that the position determines the head after all." Jie Ming couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Subsequently, he reached out toward the other party's head without hesitation, using the wizarding tool for "Soul Search" to obtain all the memories in the other party's mind!

These memories unfolded in his mind like a library—the adventurer's name, experience, style of conduct, speaking habits, and even the degree of familiarity with the surrounding environment, as well as all information related to the mission.

By virtue of his powerful spiritual power, these memories were all perfectly mastered by Jie Ming in a very short time.

He also took out several special plant materials he had collected during this period from his storage ring and quickly refined a vial of disguise potion with an eerie luster.

This potion was a result of the workshop's research specifically for plane disguise.

Drinking it in one gulp, the potion entered his throat, and a strange power instantly swept through his whole body.

Jie Ming only felt his body being stretched and reshaped; his bones emitted a faint clicking sound, and his muscles were squirming.

In a very short time, his height changed slightly, and his facial contours were adjusted accordingly.

When all this calmed down, Jie Ming saw a completely strange self in the Five-Cloud Transformation Rainbow Mirror—it was the exact appearance of the adventurer just now.

This kind of disguise was semi-permanent because it was an actual change in bones and flesh; unless Jie Ming drank the antidote, it would not fail.

Jie Ming picked up the adventurer's identity certificate and mission certificate on the ground, a perfectly restored exhausted smile appearing on his face.

He blended himself into the queue waiting to enter the city, dealing with the city guards' routine inspection by virtue of the memories he had just obtained.

"Next, identity certificate, mission certificate!" The city guard's voice was rough.

"Here." Jie Ming handed over the two items.

His voice, tone, and even the hint of impatience in his eyes were exactly the same as the adventurer in the memories.

The city guard glanced at them, looked at Jie Ming's face which was exactly the same as the portrait on the certificate, and after confirming that he was a poor adventurer, waved his hand in disgust: "Three copper coins for the entry fee, go in! Be earlier next time!"

"Got it, nag." Jie Ming muttered, paid three copper coins, and walked into the city gate of Golden Port with a swagger.