"That explains it..."
Lin An's eyes flickered, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
When he had just realized that the Savior's side could do the same thing, he had nearly felt his scalp explode.
One Wizard World was bad enough, but now there was also a group of Saviors.
Good grief. In that case, he might as well stop struggling and sit back to watch the two sides blow this world apart.
"If they appear here in the form of a mission, will they be restricted?"
"If I remember correctly, when someone at an advanced level enters a low-level dungeon, they themselves are subject to the System's restrictions, right? Can we exploit that?"
Unlike Klein, who seemed ready to resign himself to death and place all his hopes in the Observer, Lin An was thinking rapidly, searching for some method that might prove effective.
Yet in the face of Lin An, who still retained his fighting spirit, Klein shook his head bitterly, feeling that it would not mean much.
"It won't be of much use."
"Lin An, didn't you just return from those dungeons?"
"The punishment in a dungeon is far too weak to matter to true powerhouses. Even if you restricted them a hundredfold, they could still shatter a continent with one punch and teleport a million kilometers."
"Unless you can turn Amoeba into a Dead Star-level dungeon and obtain control over it, then forcibly punish them."
"But if you can accomplish that, you might as well attack them yourself."
"As for ambushes and making advance preparations, they won't mean much either."
"Every wizard is a wise man. They're sinister, cunning, cruel, and utterly without limits. Instead of trying to scheme against them, you might as well hope to defeat them in a head-on battle."
"I'll give