"Star, help me contact Grey Mist and have him report on the external situation."
While operating the Defensive Magic Array to block another wave of attacks, the Councilman felt the massive drain on network strength and couldn't help frowning deeply.
This feeling, as if the whole world was conspiring against him, was something he greatly despised.
Although it seemed that much was still left, the strength of the Mechanical network he had developed with countless resources was not intended merely for defending against these Ninth Rank attacks.
Facing the world's natural barrier, the Sky Peak Barrier. Even in the most perfect scenario planned by him, he dared not guarantee that his attacks could break through the Sky Peak Barrier, but could only describe it as having a chance.
Not to mention their current situation, where the network connection was nearly disrupted.
