The war on the North Continent had already lasted seven days.
The metal robots of the Void Mothership fleet had been nearly wiped out, and one Void Mothership after another had been conquered by the wizard legions. With the overall situation seemingly completely under control, the black flame giant Green had transformed into finally paused. He signaled for the several wizard legions around him to continue forward and annihilate the remaining defeated soldiers, while he himself headed toward the Arc Lightning Cloud Stigmata Wizard and the Weird Crystal Terminator whose energy response was incomparably powerful.
Over the past few days, arcs of lightning had faintly crisscrossed at the other end of the battlefield, energy boiling over. Every eruption could not help but fill Green with worry.
With his current explosive power not even reaching one hundred thousand degrees, there was an enormous gap between him and these Level 6 beings whose explosive power could easily exceed three hundred thousand degrees.
And compared to that, who knew what the endless power of the Overlords was like...
A Demon-Hunting Light Wizard Legion crossed past Green. Its captain was a female Level 3 grand wizard wearing a pristine tall hat, with rosy lips and a pointed chin. She likely possessed some fairy or elf bloodline.
"Great Annihilation Tower Stigmata Wizard."
These little ones flew swiftly past the three-hundred-meter black flame giant, their hearts full of reverence. To these low-level wizards, Stigmata Wizards were the masters of the battlefield, precisely as Green himself had once felt when he had still been a low-level wizard.
Every moment on the battlefield, tens of thousands of wizard legions and enemies watched him. Green had long grown accustomed to it. He ignored the little fellows flying by him, his enormous body taking one step after another toward the