When the battle alert came through, Benjamin was standing at the edge of the flagship, watching the war of attrition on the front lines.
Those cannon fodder units, no lower than Level 6, formed an unbreakable dam that held back the All-World Alliance's billions-strong army.
He watched intently, his fingers unconsciously tracing the tactical coordination of those cannon fodder units.
Then Felix's voice rang through the void. "All units, attention. The enemy is about to enter range. Prepare... fire at will." Benjamin's eyes lit up instantly.
He had not taken part when they deployed the cannon fodder earlier.
After all, the cannon fodder released by those high-level Wizards were at least Level 6, mostly Level 7, and even under unfavorable conditions, there were still plenty of Level 8 creatures among them.
He really had nothing to show off in a battle of that level.
...But this time was different.
Detailed intelligence had already been issued through the Magic Network Terminal, confirming that the enemy had deployed its entire force.
Which meant that next... it was time to collect the spoils of war!
The Cross-Space Energy Transmission System in his Internal Grotto-Heaven instantly began operating at full power.
Within the Purgatory Sulfur Plane, that Level 7 Large Elemental Pool frantically pumped out energy, which poured endlessly into his body through the cross-space transmission network of the Incense Divinity Path.
The Fate System went all out, and golden light blazed painfully bright at his brow.
Benjamin raised a hand, and more than ten thousand thumb-sized metal plates flew out of the Pocket Dimension, circling, arranging, and combining above his head.
That was the "new version" of his Great Light Manifestation, an array composed of more than ten thousand specially crafted Wizard Artifacts.
The metal plates spread out through the void, forming a