The Alliance of Ten Thousand Realms deployed all its high-end combat power, yet the results were disappointing.
Mighty Eight Level creatures in the millions, Sixth and Seventh Level creatures in the billions, overwhelming and grand.
The void was filled tightly, their silhouettes completely blocking the starlight.
That terrifying aura seemed to want to crush everything before it into powder.
And then they were struck down by the wizards like dead dogs.
The four forces' Eighth Level Wizards numbered less than a hundred thousand in total.
Sixth and Seventh Level Wizards, combined, numbered under ten million.
This number would be enough to make any civilization tremble normally, but faced with the Alliance of Ten Thousand Realms' insane army counted in billions, it was small like a lone leaf in the ocean.
Yet this lone leaf not only wasn't swallowed by the ocean, it split the ocean in half.
Hundred thousand Eighth Level Wizards arrayed themselves in the void.
