Clash of Grandmasters

"They are here.." Max muttered with a smile as he suddenly felt a strong influx of energy for a second nearby. He immediately closed his eyes, and extended his domain. There was definitely a new group of people coming here.

He then took out his transmitter and sent a message asking his people not to attack this new group.

There were several Master Tier and Grandmaster Tier Mages in his group, he knew that someone among them would definitely be capable of telling these people apart. He didn't want any unnecessary conflict to weaken his own forces.

"Let's change our clothes.." Max opened the closet in the room, and passed one uniform to Naze while picking one for himself. This was what the people of the Dark Society were wearing currently.

It was always necessary to have a dress code in a war, it was to easily identify your own troops from your enemy, And, it was the same here.