"How did you come here?"
The sudden voice came from above as a group of primordial warriors sensed the terrifying aura of the man with the golden ring and rushed toward him.
Their arrival was swift, their expressions filled with alarm and disbelief. Clearly, even they could not understand how such a being had appeared in the middle of this battlefield without warning.
Yet the man with the golden ring did not even bother to look at them properly.
His eyes shifted only slightly in their direction, and a faint trace of disdain crossed his face.
"Ants," he muttered.
The word had barely left his lips when countless strands of golden light appeared in the air around him.
They were thin, sharp, and radiant like divine spears forged from pure sunlight.
In the next instant, they shot forward.
The primordial warriors had no chance to resist.
