Benjamin sensed something was wrong the moment he activated the teleportation.
When he arrived at the coordinates, the first thing he saw was an alien force vast enough to blot out the sky.
"Quite a lineup. No wonder the space around here is so distorted I could barely get close."
Over a hundred Level 8 Lifeforms hovered in the void, their species and forms wildly different.
There were elemental beings wreathed in dark red flames, insects with heavy shells and bodies the size of small hills, and flying creatures with four wings and lightning patterns covering their bodies.
Benjamin made a quick count. Seven different species in all, each radiating the terrifying aura of a Level 8 Lifeform.
Behind them, several enormous Spatial Passages poured out a steady stream of reinforcements. Runes flickered across their surfaces as they continued to expand.
Karl hovered at the front of the legion, facing over a hundred Level 8 aliens alone.
The legions Benjamin had given him stood behind him in defensive formation, visibly restless.
Karl had evidently made a name for himself among the aliens. Despite their apparent advantage in strength, they made no rash moves, remaining on guard as they faced him.
Thanks to that, Benjamin had arrived before the worst could happen.
After a brief search, Benjamin found Jack hiding behind a rock on the flank of the battlefield.
There was no doubt Karl had told Jack to stay there.
In a battle of this scale, Jack would only hold them back.
Jack looked relieved to see him, then quickly explained what had happened.
"We were gathering the surviving humans in the northwest, and everything was going smoothly. But when we reached this area, we were suddenly attacked." Jack lowered his voice and glanced toward the alien forces in the distance.