Cultivating in the Wizard World-Chapter 332 - 298: Such Good Luck

In the depths of the void, far from the front lines of cannon fire and chaotic energy, the armed and menacing Ship Plane silently hovered.

Inside its core control room, the scene was a stark contrast to the brutal fighting outside, it was tranquil.

Only the data and battlefield images flowing across countless screens silently spoke of the cruelty of war.

Two Seventh Level Wizards—Commander Melisande and Dixon, the Destiny Mage, were staring at the highlighted battle zone images on the main screen.

Beside them floated a somewhat ethereal figure.

It was a projection of Obelus, the Seventh Level Wizard, who was overseeing the battle from the outside and responsible for information isolation and preventing accidents.

They clearly saw how Jeming used the Great Light Appearance and the Black Giant to break the deadlock, and also saw how the two Sixth Level Wizards from Balsa struggled to hold on in the barrier passage. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Until the most critical moment, when four other Sixth Level Wizards arrived just in time to stabilize the shaky battle line.

Dixon appeared to be a rather ordinary, middle-aged man with a gentle smile often at the corner of his lips.

Seeing the situation stabilize, he gently clapped his hands, his tone slightly joyful, "Looks like our luck is quite good."

Melisande was a female wizard with a cool demeanor and eyes like stars.

Hearing Dixon say this, both she and the projected Obelus turned to glance at him, then expressionlessly turned back, not responding.

Luck?

For a Seventh Level Destiny Mage, "bad luck" would indeed be strange!

The higher the Wizard Level, the more terrifying their talent and understanding of Laws became.

Anyone who reached the Seventh Level was once called a genius of the highest order.

However, even among these geniuses, those who could truly glimpse and master the knowledge of the Destiny Element were still rare, one in a hundred.

The difficulty of mastering Destiny Element knowledge can be imagined, and correspondingly, the abilities of these Destiny Mages are mysteriously unpredictable to the point of being unsettling.

They may not be skilled in direct combat, but they can always find ways to turn "coincidence" into "inevitable," and turn "disadvantage" into "advantage."

Melisande’s gaze swept over the comprehensive star map, thoughtfully nodding, "It seems your luck indeed played a role. Luckily, this time we encountered the opposing returning fleet in advance, leading to a skirmish. Otherwise, following the original plan, we might have been very passive."

The cause of this annihilation war against the Triangular Plane Community was that a wizard, during an attack on a Plane, discovered that the Plane had long been enslaved by an unknown civilization.

Through the plundering of the indigenous Souls and information integration, the Star Ring Federation confirmed that the indigenous beings of that unknown civilization possessed a terrifying feature: the ability to absorb and fuse the advantages of other civilizations and rapidly evolve themselves!

This civilization with great potential and threat was seen as a potential competitor to the Wizard Civilization, and the high authorities of the Star Ring Federation deemed it necessary to nip it in the bud, leading to this unprecedentedly large-scale annihilation action.

However, the lack of intelligence still brought about variables.

According to the initial plans made by the three Seventh Level Wizards, the landing battle was supposed to be more brutal and direct—relying on the Ship Plane’s own might to forcibly shatter the Plane barrier of the Giant Spirit Realm for a rapid landing.

Obelus’ phantom also slightly nodded, saying in a deep voice, "If following the original plan, rashly connecting the Ship Plane with the opponent’s Plane, the troublesome ones would be us."

He himself looked like a serious scholar, his voice coming through the projection with a trace of metallic coldness.

"I never expected the technology of the Giant Spirit Realm to have developed to such a level, allowing their fleet to freely move within the Chaotic Void—this means that the danger level assessment of these guys needs to be increased." Dixon laughed, devil-may-care.

Obelus silently analyzed, "Once the Ship Plane is fixedly connected, the opponent can leverage the resources of the entire Plane to launch endless attacks from all directions. At that time, we would be the ones passively defending, stuck in a war of attrition."

"Now," Obelus continued, "the Ship Plane remains mobile, and with me stationed on the periphery, there’s no need to worry about being besieged by the opponent’s army. Although establishing a beachhead for the landing battle is now much more difficult, with greater casualties, it’s fortunate compared to the potential predicament of the original plan."

Therefore, when Dixon mentioned "good luck," he wasn’t merely making an empty claim.

This is also why, when the Wizard Civilization executes significant missions, no matter how difficult, there must be attempts to equip a Destiny Mage.

These Destiny Mages themselves are an incredibly powerful strategic resource, a guarantee of good fortune and avoidance of misfortune.

Just then, on the main screen, the battle situation within the Giant Spirit Realm changed once more.

The six Sixth Level Wizards who had invaded in, after a tough confrontation of Laws and energy output, finally completed their initial task.

Among them, four Wizards joined forces to construct a solid defense line, holding back more and more enemies from surrounding them.

As time passed, the number of Seventh Level Natives had increased to five!

With their mutual cooperation, the four Wizards, unable to swiftly maneuver, found it increasingly difficult to hold their ground.

Meanwhile, the other two Wizards were exerting their full strength, continuously tearing apart and solidifying the fissure in the Plane barrier that repeatedly attempted to heal.

Finally, the passage was forcibly expanded and stabilized to a degree sufficient to allow stronger beings to pass freely!

Seeing this, Melisande turned her cool gaze to Dixon: "Dixon, it’s your turn to take the stage."

The three Seventh Level Wizards had clear division of labor: Melisande was stationed at the Ship Plane, overseeing the overall situation and allocating resources.

Dixon, with his Destiny Element abilities, was responsible for central coordination and taking crucial positions.

Obelus roamed outside, ensuring the techniques and information of the Wizard Civilization were not stolen by the enemy, and preventing any desperate measures by a Master of the World in dire straits from resorting to mutual destruction.

During the conversation, Obelus’s projection unexpectedly raised a finger and gently pointed at a screen showing the details of a certain edge battlefield.

In the screen, the corpse of a recently slain wizard was being dragged by several oddly shaped Giant Spirit Realm natives with Energy Chains, clearly intending to conduct research or extract intelligence.

With Obelus’s distant gesture, the wizard’s corpse, along with a few natives dragging it, seemed to be erased from existence by an invisible rubber eraser.

In an instant, they turned into the finest particles, dissipating into nothingness, leaving no trace.

This was his way of information protection.

Although relevant intelligence had been explained in advance, not all wizards’ self-destruct mechanisms were effective.

And Obelus was the insurance, constantly monitoring and calculating the data of the entire battlefield, erasing events that could leak wizard information.

This little episode did not disrupt the trio’s discussion.

Dixon nodded, his gentle smile remained, but his eyes turned deep as an abyss.

He spoke no more, simply taking a step forward.

This step seemed to traverse endless space.

His figure instantly vanished from the command room of the Ship Plane, and in the next moment, appeared outside the Giant Spirit Realm, in front of the massive and gruesome plane barrier opening forcibly expanded by Sixth Level Wizards.

Dixon did not rush in but hovered outside the opening, elegantly moving his hands in the void.

Countless runes, gleaming with a strange luster and containing the Laws of Destiny and Space, flowed from his fingertips.

These runes, as if possessing life, quickly embedded themselves into the edges of the plane barrier opening.

The emergency array hurriedly set up by the Sixth Level Wizards was swiftly reinforced by these runes.

The originally unstable and energy-leaking passage became solid and stable at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if transformed into a permanently solidified Gate of Space.

Within the plane, the six Sixth Level Wizards, under immense pressure, simultaneously sensed the complete stabilization of the passage and the familiar majestic aura belonging to Dixon.

Their tense expressions relaxed, with pressure drastically easing.

"Since Master Dixon has made his move, it seems the ’Destiny’ here has been fixed," Balsa couldn’t help but show an excited smile.

In this battle, he gained the most merits among all the Sixth Level Wizards.

Subsequently, they all turned their heads in unison, casting their eyes towards the dense enemy army within the Giant Spirit Realm.

Especially those towering presences exuding Seventh Level pressure, like metallic mountains.

On each Sixth Level Wizard’s face, an eerie and cold smile slowly curved.

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At the plane barrier opening, the situation had reversed.

Those Seventh Level presences from the Giant Spirit Realm, initially aggressive and attempting to crush the invaders,

under the combined focus of the six Sixth Level Wizards freed up, barely stirred up much trouble.

The wizards’ methods were strange and efficient, with Law suppression, Soul confinement, and Space locking...

All these abilities, unheard of by the natives, landed precisely, and in just a moment, these top combat forces of the Giant Spirit Realm were all subdued.

They couldn’t even self-destruct or flee, sealed by powerful Sealing Techniques, becoming rare specimens captured by the wizards and quickly teleported back to the rear.

This overwhelming crushing evidently deeply intimidated the indigenous people of this region in the Giant Spirit Realm.

Their previously fierce offensive suddenly stalled, the vast fleet and mechanical legions began an orderly retreat, retracting defenses, abandoning the intent to stubbornly fight at the barrier breach.

The wizard side did not advance recklessly either.

Their numbers were ultimately their weakness, and holding the passage until the main force arrived was the wisest choice.

The six Sixth Level Wizards, along with the recently supported Dixon Wizard, securely occupied the airspace around the crack, like a rock, quietly awaiting the torrent.