The All-World Alliance had committed all its top-tier combat power, but the results were far from satisfactory.
Tens of millions of Level 8 creatures and hundreds of millions of Level 6 and Level 7 creatures surged forth in an overwhelming tide.
They packed the void so tightly that not a sliver of space remained, their bodies completely blotting out the starlight.
Their terrifying momentum seemed capable of grinding everything before them into dust.
Then the wizards beat them into dead dogs.
The Four Great Factions had fewer than a hundred thousand Level 8 Wizards in total.
The combined number of Level 6 and Level 7 Wizards was under ten million.
Under normal circumstances, that number would have been enough to make any civilization tremble. But against the All-World Alliance's mad army, numbered in the hundreds of millions, it seemed as insignificant as a lone boat upon the sea.
Yet that lone boat was not swallowed by the sea. Instead, it split the sea in two.
One hundred thousand Level 8 Wizards formed ranks in the void.
In order to claim more spoils, these Level 8 Wizards did not even summon additional cannon fodder. Relying solely on their own bodies, their own spells, and their command of laws, they firmly blocked the invading army of tens of millions of Level 8 creatures.
These Level 8 Wizards rampaged through the enemy ranks. Wherever they passed, Starry Sky Behemoths collapsed and Energy Aggregates scattered.
The Level 6 and Level 7 Wizards were responsible for clearing out the vast numbers of lower-level enemy troops.
After the Level 8 Wizards tore apart their formation, these enemies, whose combat strength had already been inferior to the wizards', were crushed with ease.
From an overall perspective, this was no longer a war. It was a harvest.
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