"I actually rather admire them!"
After learning that the top-level civilization known as the Eternal Soul Clan had intervened in the Dimensional Battlefield, Naige'er Master could not help saying so.
He had also learned of Burning Flame Emperor of the Yan Emperor Divine Clan perishing, yet Naige'er Master felt no stir whatsoever over the Yan Emperor Divine Clan losing a Level-8 Late-Stage Fire Element Dominator.
Even when Demon Emperor Wu Tian of the Evil Tide Civilization had fallen, Naige'er Master had pointed at his corpse and let out a low laugh, directly discussing the trade and sale of Demon Emperor Wu Tian's body with the Six-Winged Demon Ancestor.
How could the death of a Level-8 Late-Stage Dominator from the Yan Emperor Divine Clan, someone entirely unrelated to Naige'er, possibly affect Master Naige'er in any way?
What Naige'er Master admired even more now was the Eternal Soul Clan's choice to intervene in the Dimensional Battlefield at such a critical juncture.
"Have these Eternal Soul Clan fellows gone mad?" Naige'er asked suspiciously.
Although the Decayed Civilization's recent resistance in the Dimensional Battlefield had produced two or three rather impressive "small tricks," in Naige'er Master's eyes, they were grasshoppers after autumn—they would not be able to leap about for much longer.
But in the Star Realm, the choices made by intelligent lifeforms were sometimes simply that strange.
They did not necessarily think according to reason, and the decisions they made left even a True Spirit Magician like Naige'er finding them utterly inconceivable.
Why exactly had the Eternal Soul Clan intervened in the Dimensional Battlefield? Neither the Evil Tide Civilization nor Saine, Naige'er, and the others of the Wizard Civilization knew much about it. But since they had already come, there was nothing more to say—just fight!
Saine Himself did not even need to