Moreover, this time it would not only be the two great empires making a move. Some second- and third-rate powers would act as well, and the number of possible Level Eight participants would not be small.
Therefore, aside from Shallow Moon Patriarch, the other three did not think so highly of Dole.
They merely found it strange that Shallow Moon valued him so much.
And this imperial operation did not involve only people of their tier. Other Level Eights and Level Nines had gone to other landing sites of evil gods.
This was an operation spanning the entire continent.
Leaving the Glory Empire, they had to cross Mount Aya. This mountain range stretched for tens of thousands of miles, separating the Glory Empire from the Southwestern Rainforest. It was the chief culprit behind the rainy southwest and arid northeast of the West Ring Continent. The highest peaks of this enormous range rose more than ten thousand meters, so the five of them could only cross together through the high skies.
At such a time, the difference in individual ability became clear.
Shallow Moon Patriarch rode a mass of light, utterly at ease no matter how high they flew, while the other three each had their own strengths.
Jebu rode a sizable flying alchemical device, resembling a crimson fire-feathered bird only five or six meters long. Though it looked small, it flew exceptionally fast and possessed outstanding concealment capabilities.
Komps and Gladys, meanwhile, jointly controlled a Level Seven wizard tower in flight.
Komps had originally invited Dole and Shallow Moon to join them, but both refused. Dole in particular transformed into a flame, like an inconspicuous spark, shooting forward at tremendous speed and nearly taking the lead over everyone else.
Seeing this, everyone understood that Dole had attained an extremely high