Liu Zhi had returned to his personal space. The troops he had just summoned had all been assembled.
This time, Liu Zhi had brought over only one legion: his First Legion, the Light of the Arena Legion.
Over the years, the Light of the Arena Legion had continued to grow and strengthen. Of its ten heroes, seven had reached level 13, while the other three had reached level 14.
All the troops under their command were at full strength. Even the weakest were elite troops at level 11, while the strongest had reached level 14.
Most importantly, all these troops had fought their way through battlefields and arenas. Their combat ability and experience far surpassed those of ordinary troops.
The commander of the Light of the Arena Legion was still Dac the Frenzied Bloodshark. He had reached level 14 and was now looking for an opportunity to break through to level 15.
Liu Zhi did not try to stop him. In his view, heroes were different from players. Reaching level 15 would make them a little more than twice as strong as ordinary heroes, but they still would not be able to crush everything the way mythic beings could.
Standing behind Dac was Jack Patrick, the Light of the Arena's Brain Trust and its only human mage hero.
When he saw Liu Zhi, Jack was quite courteous. He bowed to him, then said, "Your Majesty, all the troops of the Light of the Arena have assembled. We await your orders."
"This is our target. We don't have much time. My demands aren't high: they have a batch of level-15 Adamantine Gargoyles. I want you to hold them off and take them down." Liu Zhi laid out his requirements.
"Adamantine Gargoyles?"
"Level 15?"
Jack and Dac reacted differently.
Their reactions were