High in the sky, the pitch-black vortex that had been forcibly torn open had not collapsed when the summoner's power was cut off. Instead, it was being steadily maintained by an even more majestic force.
The mysterious Level 7 Wizard calmly braced the illusory spatial portal with both hands, as though he were merely doing something trivial.
He was even exerting force, slowly widening it to either side once more!
Sage's expression had completely fallen apart.
The tremendous plunge from heaven to hell, then being trampled into the eighteenth level of hell and ground back and forth, shattered the heart he had thought so resilient.
Because he discovered that, aside from the Level 7 Wizard in the sky, whose aura was so powerful he could not comprehend it at all, the skies around this isolated island had somehow been densely surrounded by a great many Wizards of all shapes and forms!
These Wizards were of different levels. Some were wreathed in blazing flames, some stood upon frost, while others were surrounded by countless Alchemy Constructs.
Yet without exception, even the weakest energy fluctuations radiating from them possessed the terrifying strength of Level 3!
Sage could not tell at all how, or when, these damned people had appeared.
To his senses, it was as if they had been quietly standing nearby from the very beginning, like spectators watching a play in a theater.
It was only that, because of some unknown force, he had unconsciously ignored them completely!
And now, every one of those "spectators" wore expressions of excitement, greed, and fanaticism.
That was hardly surprising. For Wizards, suddenly obtaining the coordinates of a brand-new, unknown world that did not seem weak at all—what an astonishing delight was that?
It was like an ordinary mortal walking down the road and, for