Intelligence

Benjamin finished examining the wizard before him, then took a few steps back to make room for the wizard beside him.

He returned to the chair he had made with Alchemy, but did not sit down.

His gaze swept over the silent wizards on the surrounding stretchers before finally settling on the perfect white sphere in the sky.

There was another question weighing on his mind.

If he had read the records correctly, Ashen Heart Martin had led the high-level wizards in invading this plane first, and both the Level 7 Wizards and Level 6 Wizards had fallen victim to it.

Even Level 7 Wizards had been affected.

Was this plane really something Level 5 Wizards like them could touch?

Clearly, he was not the only one thinking about that question.

The elite wizards around him who had come to their senses had already gone from initial excitement to grave expressions.

Some spoke in low voices, some frowned in thought, while others stared silently at the mute wizards.

Ashen Heart Martin's voice rang out again, interrupting everyone's thoughts.

"We have yet to fully understand the operating logic behind this kind of attack." He paused. "But one thing is certain: according to survivor reports, wizards of different levels endure different intensities of attack."

A data analysis chart appeared on the light screen behind him.

"Subsequent research suggests that the strength of this attack depends on the amount of information carried by the target. This so-called amount of information is presumed to be positively correlated with each wizard's strength, methods, level of knowledge, and so on. The more information one carries, the stronger the attack received. Conversely, once one's information-processing ability surpasses a certain threshold, this attack can be resisted."

Benjamin's brow furrowed slightly.

Amount of information?

He instinctively thought of his