"Arrogant!"
The fire elemental creature's flames surged at Benjamin's declaration. Dark red light burst through the void, sending out a scorching shockwave.
"How dare a lowly civilization act so brazenly before the Alliance of Seven Races!"
Boom!
More than a hundred Level 8 Lifeforms unleashed their auras at once.
Seven distinct waves of energy tangled and collided in the void. Under their crushing pressure, the fabric of space groaned.
But in the next instant, an even stronger pressure drove their auras back.
Four figures emerged slowly from the spatial rift behind Benjamin.
Clark led the way. Castillo walked beside him, her dark red hair streaming in the turbulent energy, her smile warm and radiant.
Wizard Augusta followed a little way behind, hands clasped behind her back, looking as kindly as a professor who had just retired.
Viola came out last, her silver-gray hair tied in a ponytail. Arms folded, she surveyed the alien forces opposite them with interest.
The auras of three Level 7 Wizards rose together.
There were only three of them, yet the combined pressure of over a hundred Level 8 Lifeforms crumbled before their power like a mound of dirt swept away by a flood.
The aliens retreated in alarm, their bodies trembling violently.
They could not understand what was happening.
By life level, these four beings were clearly far below them.
So why did they possess such power?!
Benjamin quietly reached out to Viola with his mental power. "Is everything all right on your end?"
"Everything's fine," Viola replied through their mental link. "We're mostly dealing with the foothold planes of advanced civilizations. We don't need our main fighters there for now. I heard things were getting lively here, so I came to take a look."
Castillo joined the link. "Benjamin, you've got seven advanced civilizations