Benjamin stepped back after examining the wizard before him, making room for the wizard beside him.
He returned to the chair he had crafted with alchemy, but did not sit down.
His gaze swept over the silent wizards on the surrounding stretchers before finally settling on the perfect, pure-white sphere in the sky.
The issue weighing most heavily on his mind now was another one.
If he had read the records correctly, Ashen Heart Martin had led the high-level wizards in invading this plane first, and even the Level 7 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 considering that question.
The expressions of the elite wizards around him, who had finally reacted, had shifted from initial excitement to solemnity.
Some murmured among themselves, some frowned in thought, while others stared silently at the silent wizards.
Ashen Heart Martin's voice rang out again, interrupting everyone's thoughts.
"We still haven't fully understood the operating logic behind this kind of attack." He paused. "But one thing is certain: according to survivor feedback, 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 intensity of this attack depends on the amount of information carried by the target. This so-called 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 they suffer. Conversely, as long as one's information-processing ability surpasses a certain threshold, one can resist this attack."
Benjamin frowned slightly.
Information volume?
His thoughts instinctively turned to his Internal Grotto-Heaven, as well as the