Chapter 489

All the surviving wizards froze in place, their faces filled with extreme fear and despair.

Attacks, ineffective.

Melee, instantly killed.

Even the most insidious curse was "absorbed" by the opponent in some weird way, and then the caster was instantly killed in return...

How is this still fightable?!

This is not a battle at all!

This is... a massacre!

A one-sided, suspense-free, thorough massacre!

"Mon... monster..."

"Run... run quickly..."

"Scatter and run, get this guy's intelligence out!"

Finally, a wizard broke down.

He turned around, frantically driving all his life-saving wizardry, trying to escape this hell.

But...

Hum.

The dark golden light lit up again.

This time, Jie Ming did not use a fan-shaped sweep.

Instead, he performed precise "point kills" against every target flying in different directions.

Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft...

Soft sounds, like the footsteps of the Grim Reaper, echoed across the wasteland.

Every soft sound represented the complete annihilation of a Level 5 wizard.

A few seconds later.

The light dissipated.

Jie Ming slowly withdrew his hand, and the dark golden light at his fingertips faded.

Thirteen Level 5 wizards, all wiped out.

Not even their corpses were left behind.

Jie Ming stood in place, silent for a moment.

Then, he sighed softly.

"These guys were... even weaker than expected."

The one-sided "battle" just now—if it could still be called a battle—flashed back in his mind repeatedly.

Thirteen Level 5 wizards, with complete professions, a seemingly perfect hunting squad, yet they vanished into smoke in an instant.

"Did I have a misunderstanding about the Level 5 wizard tier, or is it that... these people were just mediocre hands among Level 5s?"

He frowned slightly, feeling that the latter was the most likely reason.

Those wizards' coordination was quite good, but they clearly lacked the combat habits for dealing with strong enemies, still relying on the fighting style of bullying the few with the many or the strong with the weak.

In fact, many wizards have this problem; after all, most wizards often face indigenous creatures with lower strength than themselves, so they indeed lack combat experience in dealing with strong enemies.

However, for elite combat units, because they want to gain more benefits, they take more risks than wizards of the same level each time, and their combat experience against strong enemies is also richer.

More importantly, true elite wizards rarely act in such groups—the path of the wizard is lonely, and only those with compatible philosophies can walk side by side.

But the number of such like-minded people will definitely not be too large.

And huddling together for warmth like this group of wizards looks more like they knew their strength was insufficient and used quantity to make up for it.

"Willing to gather so many people to hunt together, in itself, doesn't look like a choice elites would make."

Jie Ming sighed lightly.

He had actively joined the outer perimeter reconnaissance, originally wanting to use actual combat to temper his own combat system.

After all, after entering Level 5, many things are newly developed, and relying solely on simulation deductions is far from enough; one must rely on actual combat to verify them personally.

But if the opponents are all of this level...

"It seems... there is no point in verifying."

It's like bombarding a primitive tribe with a starship; apart from the known conclusion that "one can win," nothing else is gained.

Suddenly, he remembered the words roared by the wizard with the monocle: "... Level 6 wizards will arrive soon..."

Jie Ming's eyes moved slightly.

"There is a Level 6 sitting in the vicinity?"

This is reasonable; since it is a hunting zone formed by so many wizards teaming up, naturally there must be a high-tier one to suppress the formation.

"Then... should I fight a Level 6?"

The moment this thought arose, Jie Ming's heart beat faster uncontrollably—not out of fear, but out of the instinctive excitement when facing an unknown strong enemy.

But the next moment, reason suppressed the impulse, and he couldn't help but shake his head.

"No."

Jie Ming recalled the Level 6 wizards he had come into contact with; even excluding the abnormal existence of Mentor Clark, even Senior Sister Wei Aola, a Level 6 wizard who was often criticized by the mentor as being too weak, still left Jie Ming without the certainty of victory.

After all, there is a qualitative gap between a Level 5 wizard and a Level 6 wizard.

Level 6 has begun to "solidify" laws, moving from "borrowing" to "controlling."

There is a chasm-like gap in the level of technical knowledge mastery between the two sides.

"With my current combat power, facing a Level 6 in perfect condition head-on... I will most likely die miserably."

Even if he relies on the Return to Ruins Armor and the Li Huo Mie Jue Divine Light to maneuver, the final outcome is very likely to be a heavy injury and flight, or even mutual destruction.

Before collecting enough intelligence and understanding the other party's main laws, proficient wizardry, combat style, and taboo means, challenging them rashly is not cost-effective.

Furthermore, who said there is only one Level 6 wizard in this vicinity?

The first principle of a wizard is rationality.

Using limited resources to gamble on a high-risk battle with unknown returns?

That is not bravery; it is stupidity.

"However..."

Jie Ming lowered his head to look at the two data crystals in his internal cave heaven; this was the reward given by the two Plane Nuolun workshop wizards just now.

"This time it was not without gains."

The core knowledge of the two Level 5 wizards is the foundation of their survival, polished over thousands of years.

This kind of "unique" knowledge is often a non-sellable item that cannot be bought even with military merit.

"Go back and analyze it carefully. The multi-layer barrier nesting optimization algorithm might allow the Return to Ruins Armor to add another layer of defense; the 'compression' idea in the water element shaping and energy compression technology might improve the energy storage efficiency of the Li Huo Mie Jue Divine Light..."

Thinking of this, his mood eased slightly.

Looking up at the boundless gray-white wasteland, he pinched a seal with both hands, and his figure faded like ink dropping into water, completely hidden.

Grand Void Step; at this moment, Jie Ming is using the stealth state.

Flying openly on such a battlefield is no different from being a living target, and various enemies in the dark could claim his life at any time.

About one minute after Jie Ming's figure left.

Above the lava basin where Jie Ming had just fought, the space rippled slightly.

A figure in a dark purple robe and a silver mask appeared.

He hovered in mid-air, his gray eyes scanning the environment below.

Lava surged, wizard tool fragments were charred black, and several pools of curse residue were evaporating with a foul stench, but apart from that, there was no more intelligence.

"Wiped out? In such a short time?"

He raised his hand and pressed it into the void, and perception ripples spread out.

High-level battlefield backtracking wizardry analyzed the residual energy traces, law fragments, and information echoes.

A moment later, the brow under his mask tightened.

"At least eighteen Level 5 energy signatures; judging from the elemental decay, it seems two rounds of battles occurred, the first round had only four people, and the second round had fourteen people. The first round of battle was still normal, but the second round... the battle ended too quickly."

According to the analysis of the residual elemental energy spectrum, from the first attack to the disappearance of the last energy signature, the total duration was shockingly short.

Most of the energy residues showed the characteristics of "being violently erased," indicating that the enemy's destructive power was overwhelmingly strong.

"The energy intensity looks like Level 6... but the essence of the energy fluctuation is still in the Level 5 mode."

"A Level 5, instantly killing thirteen elites of the same level? Plane Nuolun workshop actually has such a genius?"

He was silent for a moment, and his figure twisted and disappeared again.

"Must pass the news back to the headquarters."

(End of chapter)