"Dharma Realm Level Nine and above, be cautious."
Norton also emerged, with a wave of his hand.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom—
The summoning sounds tore through the void, and one human battle group after another appeared.
"Mage Corps, fire at will!"
Norton commanded.
Thirty Archmages simultaneously chanted Spells, unleashing single-target Techniques.
The shadows opposite them were knocked off their feet.
However, after a round of Technique assaults, they remained unharmed and even began to draw their weapons, charging towards this side.
"Defensive formation," Norton ordered.
The Mage Corps was recalled, replaced by an entire corps of melee soldiers.
The soldiers raised their heavy shields and silently awaited the enemy's approach.
"It's not worth any casualties here—they probably just want to confirm something."
Shen Ye said.
He stepped forward, standing in front of the formation, and slowly drew the Spring Rain Blade.
Whirr—
The long blade resonated continuously.