On the other side of the spatial rift.
Benjamin soon sensed the change in space and frowned slightly. "It's being suppressed."
Augusta stood beside him, her long black hair drifting slowly in the spatial turbulence.
At his words, she examined the situation for a moment. "They're probably trying to forcibly suppress the opening of the Spatial Passage with mental power. And judging by the looks of it, there are quite a few of them. We don't have the advantage."
Benjamin said nothing. He could also clearly sense an enormous amount of mental power continuously gathering on the other side of the rift.
There was no need to guess. The enemy was gathering reinforcements.
"Under these circumstances, forcing our way in is no longer realistic," Augusta said.
"Even setting aside the fact that we can't open the Spatial Passage, if we broke through now, we'd walk straight into their encirclement."
Benjamin nodded in agreement with Augusta.
They merely had an advantage against the Spirit Race; that did not mean the enemy was weak. If he really came under attack while passing through the Spatial Passage, Benjamin honestly did not think he would survive.
"And they seem to be planning only to suppress the Spatial Passage, rather than seal it completely. That means they're probably still preparing a counterattack." "Exactly." Benjamin turned to Augusta.
"In that case, stay here and continue applying power to the spatial rift with the Black Giant Priests, creating the illusion that we're still here. I'll find a way to sneak in from somewhere else."
Augusta considered it for a while, then nodded. "All right."
Benjamin continued, "Once I've finished my preparations over there, you can teleport away with the Black Giants. They can teleport directly to my side."
"All right!" Augusta asked no further questions.
Augusta turned