What Can Numbers Do to Me?

Before setting out, the Glory Wizard Alliance had already told them that the more people there were, the more that kind of attack would be spread out, reducing the intensity each person suffered and giving them a chance to fight back.

Of course, they themselves were not the main force in this battle. The main force was the super weapons brought by the major families, the Glory Wizard Alliance, and the Imperial Mage Corps.

Most importantly, this time they had Dole, that freak with a seventh-level wizard tower. If everyone's backup plans failed in the end, Dole's wizard tower might be what decided the final outcome.

Before they left, those important figures had all warned them that if they failed to take down this space this time, the next opportunity would be much harder.

Though the monster was unconscious, its subconscious had already detected their intrusion and was beginning to awaken. This disastrous loss was a lesson—last time, it had not been nearly this difficult.

The people from the three great academies all thought much the same, their gazes turning toward the major factions.

Da Naiqi saw Da Vinci beside him fall silent. After glancing at the projection, he took the initiative to speak. "Then let's wait patiently for now. Part of our Imperial Mage Corps hasn't arrived yet."

Fitz stepped forward as well. "Some of our Wizard Academy people haven't arrived either. Besides, Rachel and Marcus will be here soon."

They were the other two great talents of this generation at the Wizard Academy, with reputations comparable to Fitz's, much like Da Vinci and Da Naiqi.

They were all geniuses from noble families, yet at this moment, they represented the Wizard Academy.

Augustine and Mavik stood off to one side, nodding coldly. That monster's attacks had left a deep