Dream
High above, the light of clashing laws remained dazzling and lethal, but the situation had already become clear.
With their exquisite command of laws and absolute control over the rhythm of battle, the twelve Level 6 Wizards had firmly suppressed the Giant Spirit Realm's Level 7 powerhouses, despite being vastly outnumbered.
Although victory was only a matter of time, the dozen or so newly appearing Level 7 auras rapidly approaching from afar added fresh uncertainty to this clash of top-tier forces.
Dickson, who had been watching calmly for developments, shook his head slightly, seemingly somewhat dissatisfied with his subordinates' "efficiency."
No longer willing to wait, he slowly raised his right hand and casually pressed it downward toward the Giant Spirit Realm powerhouses below, who were locked in bitter combat and roaring without end.
There was no earth-shaking eruption of energy, nor any manifestation of laws that warped space.
Yet at the instant his palm descended, the dozens of Giant Spirit Realm Level 7 powerhouses battling the Level 6 Wizards below all froze at once!
At their head was the largest mechanical giant, and its operator—
A veteran general of the Giant Spirit Realm, battle-hardened and having participated in dozens of campaigns against foreign planes, suddenly felt the scene around him blur and twist!
The familiar metal sky, the blazing explosions, the powerful enemies—
Everything faded away in an instant, replaced by a bizarre world of dazzling strangeness, its colors beyond the power of words to describe.
Is this—mental attack? An illusion? Alarm bells blared in the old general's mind. His wealth of experience immediately made him realize that something was wrong with his condition.
He tried to activate the mechanical puppet's built-in anti-interference modules and soul-stabilizing devices, only to discover in horror that every piece of feedback read "normal."