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The sky disappeared as the swarm took its place. Winged cockroaches materialized around the rank 9 cultivator and filled every inch of the area. They were so packed that they struggled to move their wings freely.

The second army was far bigger than the first. Tens of thousands rank 9 magical beasts had appeared in the sky, and the experts trembled when they noticed the presence of a specimen in the upper tier among the swarm.

A force that rank 8 experts should never have the courage to face had teleported above them. That seemed too much even for Noah's companions, but none of them showed fear. Calculations happened in their minds as countless plans surged and shattered. They would continue to fight as long as the faint hope to win existed.

"You," The rank 9 woman announced while pointing at Sword Saint. "I'll give you the fight you want. Let the others fight with the others."