Hearing the intelligence provided by Augusta, the bridge fell silent for a moment.
That amounted to over a billion Level 4 and Level 5 transcendents; if a real fight broke out, never mind over a billion, the enemy would probably only need to dispatch a few thousand elite transcendents to trample them into the dust.
Even factoring in the cannon-fodder units they carried with them, it was impossible to handle that many enemies.
A normal Level 5 Wizard, even one specializing in biological modification or maternal breeding, could only maintain a number of carried cannon-fodder units somewhere between tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands.
Moreover, among these cannon-fodder units, aside from a few cannon-fodder creatures acting as leaders that could reach Level 6, roughly only a few thousand cannon-fodder creatures could reach Level 5, with the remainder being even lower in rank than the Wizard herself.
Facing this order of magnitude of enemies, if they were to face them head-on, it would be impossible to win even if they threw in all their worldly possessions.
Furthermore—every Wizard present understood one thing.
What had just been discussed was merely the number of elite units; those far more numerous civilians hadn't even been mentioned yet.
Seeming to see through the thoughts of these young Wizards, Augusta switched the display again, and patch after patch of settlements were marked across the surface of the entire plane.
"As for the ordinary civilian Mushroom People, the estimated number exceeds one hundred billion!"
"Hiss!!!"
Many young Wizards couldn't help drawing a sharp breath.
One hundred billion!
The young Wizards felt their faces turn green.
Was this sort of thing really an enemy they could handle?!
To put it bluntly, with an enemy of this magnitude, even if they just stood in place and let them