After defeating the giant beast, Benjamin did not immediately dismiss his God of Light Transformation.
The colossal white giant of light still stood within the shattered chaos of space.
Across its immense body, two hundred and fifty thousand kilometers tall, the radiance of the end flowed endlessly over its surface, like a blazing corona spreading in every direction. The reason he had not withdrawn from his battle form was naturally because Benjamin intended to support the other wizards.
Although he did not know what consequences would follow if the other wizards lost, it certainly would not be anything good.
But before offering support, Benjamin still had another important question to consider:
"The Spatial Fold Beast's ability is thought projection..."
So although there had clearly been only one Spatial Fold Beast, every person had encountered one during the battle.
Which raised the question: if he rashly entered someone else's isolated battlefield now, what would happen?
Would his involvement in the projection of thought create another new projection?
Whether the Spatial Fold Beast's strength became the combined power of two people, or a new Spatial Fold Beast directly split off to target him, both were possible.
If that really happened, then not only would he fail to help, he would instead create a new problem for the others.
"Looks like I'll have to test it first." Benjamin frowned slightly.
He had already begun considering whether he should find a Level Six wizard from the Scarlet Brood as a test subject first.
After all, those wizards were not particularly powerful. Even if something unexpected happened, he could handle it. And even if he could not, the unlucky one would not be his own person.
Just as Benjamin was thinking, a faint tremor suddenly rippled through the space ahead.
Riiip...
A spatial rift tore