"It seemed the one who tampered with my teleportation coordinates was you."
Benjamin's voice was calm, yet filled with absolute certainty.
"Also, you told me before that most Black Wizards were merely desperadoes stuck at Level 5—"
He swept his gaze around, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.
"It seemed that was merely information you deliberately released as well."
As the True-Delusion Breaking Pupil swept across them, everyone present's information was laid bare.
Among the dozen or so Black Wizards, more than half had actually stepped into Level 6.
That proportion was astonishingly high.
But after a second thought, Benjamin understood why.
These people had originally embarked upon the path of Black Wizards precisely because their talents were limited, and they could not rely on their own wisdom to break through to Level 6.
But robbery itself was also a means of accumulating resources.
If once was not enough, then ten times.
If ten times were not enough, then a hundred times.
Rob a few more times, and even the most mediocre person could forcibly pile up a Level 6 Wizard with a mountain of resources.
However, once they stepped onto this path, there was no longer any chance of turning back.
Trying to leave was simply impossible. The instant one tried, former companions would turn into enemies and fight them to the death.
And with the combat capabilities of these Civilian Level 6 Wizards, they had no chance of surviving the siege of a group of Level 5 Wizards.
Rather than being silenced after leaving, they might as well remain in the darkness.
Thus, they gathered in ever greater numbers.
As time passed, the proportion of Level 6 Wizards grew higher and higher.
And the increase in their overall combat strength further fed their greed. Their prey gradually