At the edge of the battlefield.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
After Green destroyed the last three Void Motherships, even he could not help but pause for breath after unleashing his might in succession. Cloaked in raging black flames, he stood suspended amid the blazing war and looked out over his surroundings.
"Whew... Strange. This region alone... the metal robot legions' resistance is unusually weak."
Compared to the wizard legions attacking elsewhere at the same time, the legion led by Green had clearly pushed far ahead. He had not thought much of it before, but now that he had destroyed this small Void fleet and found no more large-scale enemies in the vast distance ahead—as though they could charge straight to the Orbital Planet-Destroying Ship in one breath—Green faintly sensed that something was wrong.
"Holy crap, Green Beast, could Heavenly Net be luring us deep into its trap? It can't be that outrageous, can it? Has it set its sights on you?"
Hearing Green mutter to himself, Little Eight cried out. Only then did it use one wing to shade its eyes and peer in all directions through the blazing black flames.
At this moment, the wizard legion led by Green had indeed penetrated far deeper than the legions led by the other Stigmata Wizards.
His will spread forth, signaling the many wizard legions behind him to halt their advance. The towering giant, his head clad in the Face of Truth, surveyed the surroundings, gathering every scrap of information that might prove useful.
Gradually, amid the tangled, ever-shifting clues from a single instant across the vast battlefield, he truly found a trace of something strange!
It was not that the metal robot legions lacked the strength to stop the legion under his command. The metal robot legions facing some attacking Stigmata Wizards