It was beyond the imagination of ordinary mortals in the Three-dimensional Universe.
There was another problem with fighting High-dimensional Demons. Since they were projections, avatars, Super Civilizations couldn't harm their true forms by destroying their Energy Bodies. That meant that if the demons refused to give up, they could keep sending down projections and avatars.
It was like a war of attrition, or a game: one side had to risk its life to destroy the other's phantoms. Although projecting avatars over and over also damaged the demons' true forms, once this war began, it was bound to drag on for a very long time.
But humanity had no way back. By now, they were prepared for what was coming. They still didn't know what conditions a Super Civilization needed to meet to advance into an Energy Civilization, but one of them was undoubtedly to face a test of calamity. High-dimensional Demons were one kind of civilizational calamity. Even if it wasn't them, it would be another.
By comparison, the demons were the easiest to deal with, since humanity already understood something about them.
After passing the trial, a civilization would emerge from its cocoon, transformed. If it failed, it would perish. Even if it had a mechanism for revival, a civilization of this level would be watching. The moment it reappeared, these predators would soon detect it again, and it would be destroyed once more, just like the Aslan Interstellar Union.
If it couldn't resist at its peak, how could a newly revived civilization still in its infancy stand a chance?
So, although it seemed as if there were many opportunities, in truth, there was only one real chance to face the trial!
Upon the Golden Throne, the Emperor's divine gaze flowed through the endless changes of fate. He looked