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Translator: AnubisTL
Jieming was experiencing for perhaps the first time the immense popularity of logistics wizards.
Even though he had deliberately chosen a relatively sparse corner of the assembly plaza, the moment his feet touched the groundāforged from an unknown metalāhe felt countless gazes, like searchlights, focusing on the alchemy badge pinned to his chest.
The gazes conveyed a burning need and desperate longing.
On the planar battlefield, fraught with peril and scarce resources, logistics wizards specializing in alchemy were invaluable. They could rapidly repair equipment, manufacture consumables, adapt battlefield resources to local conditions, and possessed combat prowess far exceeding that of combat wizards of the same tier.
Among all logistics wizards, those specializing in alchemy and potionology were the most sought after.
After a brief wait, noticing that Jieming appeared to be without a team, the surrounding wizards began to move.
The quickest among them instantly transformed into countless luminous feathers that dispersed into the air.
Almost simultaneously, these feathers coalesced before Jieming, revealing their true formāa man radiating the aura of a third-tier wizard, with an alchemy badge prominently displayed on his chest.
"Fellow colleague," the Lightfeather Wizard spoke rapidly, his sincerity palpable, "I'm the captain of the Furnace Heart team. We're currently in need of an alchemy expert like yourself. Priority resource allocation, top-tier security guarantees, and spoils of war distributed according to contributionāwhat do you say?"
Sensing the wizard's considerable qi and recognizing their shared affiliation with the Logistics Department, Jieming felt a flicker of interest.
Yet he slowly shook his head, his tone calm but firm. "Thank you for the invitation, Excellency, but I have no plans to join a team at this time. I'm accustomed to working alone."
A clear hint of disappointment flashed in the Lightfeather Wizard's eyes.
Realizing Jieming wasn't merely posturing, he nodded. "A pity... Then perhaps we could exchange contact information?"
"Of course!"
Jieming extended his magic net terminal, exchanging communication numbers with the wizard.
He had briefly assessed the wizard's team: a substantial number of logistics wizards and combat wizards all at the third-tier or higher, indicating considerable strength.
"Then, I look forward to meeting you on the battlefield." With those words, the wizard transformed into light feathers once more, vanishing instantly.
Taking advantage of the fact that the other eager wizards hadn't yet approached, Jieming deliberately raised his voice, projecting it clearly across the small precinct: "To all present, I am not forming a team at this time. No further inquiries are necessary."
Upon hearing this, most of the burning gazes that had been fixed on him, now tinged with disappointment, withdrew and turned to seek other targets.
Jieming finally let out a small sigh of relief and began to survey the vast gathering place.
Just then, an immeasurable pressure, as if emanating from the world itself, swept across the plaza like an invisible tidal wave!
All noise instantly ceased.
The simulated "sky" above the junction point cracked open in three massive fissures, like fragile glass.
Three figures descended slowly from the rifts, their expressions serene and indifferent to all things.
They were the supreme commanders of the expeditionary forceāthree seventh-tier wizards!
Without wasting words, they swept the fairground with their immense mental power, announcing their titles: "Adjudicator" Dixon, "Weaver of Laws" Merist, and "All-Things-Returning-to-Silence" Obolos.
The wizards collectively held their breath. They had anticipated the planar war would be massive, but they never imagined three seventh-tier wizards would be deployed!
Simultaneously, the three masters raised their hands.
Boom!
The entire environment above the assembly plaza transformed completely!
In its place appeared an immense planar phantom, seemingly composed of pure energy. Like the most magnificent starship, it blotted out the "sky," radiating an awe-inspiring aura that was both comforting and terrifying.
Jieming stared up at the phantom shadow, involuntarily swallowing hard.
That must be another ship plane,Ā he thought,Ā but unlike the desolate ones I've traveled on before, this one has been far more extensively modified!
It was less a modified plane and more a warship forged from a plane itself.
"Board the ship," a simple command transmitted through the magic net terminals into every wizard's mind.
Without further instruction, the million wizards moved with the precision of a well-trained army. They transformed into streaks of light, orderly streaming into the colossal "Ship" Plane above.
Jieming followed the flow of people, entering this incredible "planar battleship."
As soon as Jieming entered, he felt as if he had been teleported to a specific precinct, along with tens of thousands of other wizards.
It was clear he had been automatically assigned to this wizard formation.
The space was unimaginably vast. Jieming couldn't resist activating his Universal Eye. "This... this is an extravagant feat of engineering."
The Universal Eye revealed spatial distortions indicating that the entire internal space of this plane had been expanded using spatial expansion technology.
The precinct where Jieming now stood contained mountains, rivers, cities, and plainsāa complete miniature world. Yet all the matter pulsed with a dense, runic radiance.
Soon, every wizard's magic net terminal received detailed pre-battle intelligence.
Target:Ā Triangular Plane Cluster
Structure:Ā Trinitarian, stable triangular configuration, interconnected origins.
Threat Level:Ā Extremely High (capable of rapid learning, evolution, and interplanar colonization)
Primary Hostile Forces:
- Giant Spirit Realm: Lord of the World "Kog" (eighth-tier). Advocates absolute power; civilization dominated by colossal war constructs and fleshly body-modified warriors.
Mental Realm: Lord of the World "Hilla" (eighth-tier). Soul civilization, specializing in spirit control and illusion magic. Social structure: collective consciousness network.
Propagation Realm: Lord of the World "Fungal Lord" (eighth-tier). Biomass civilization, renowned for infinite evolution and assimilation. The boundaries between individuals and the civilization are blurred.
Combat Order: Annihilate completely.
Warning: The enemy possesses an exceptionally rapid learning capacity. Every failure, every death, could become another arrow aimed at our comrades. Therefore, in this war, any defeat in combat must result in no prisoners, no corpses, and no traces left for the enemy to learn from!
"Annihilate completely..." Jieming murmured, repeating the words under his breath.
Even with his composure, a chill ran through him.
This meant it was no longer a mere resource grab or territorial conquest, but a civilization-level extermination!
The reason was simple: the extraordinary learning and evolutionary capabilities of the creatures from these three planes.
It was no exaggeration to say that the wizard civilization had reached its current state precisely because of its ability to absorb, adapt, and evolve knowledge from other civilizations.
(End of the Chapter)
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