The middle-aged man maintained a distance from the swarm of silver beetles, muttering incantations under his breath. It only took one glance to ascertain that the man was a mage-type professional, currently casting a spell.
Keeping a distance from the swarm was likely due to fear of his spell being interrupted or some unexpected event happening, which he wouldn't have time to react to and dodge.
Judging by his ability to make the swarm act against their nature and attack each other, it wasn't hard to deduce that this middle-aged man was an illusionist-type professional.
Perhaps because he had just recently advanced to the War God level and wasn't yet adept at utilizing the Supreme Law, the middle-aged man could only control two silver beetles at a time to fight.
The achievements were indeed not bad, but the efficiency was quite low.
Just as the sixth pair of fighting silver beetles was about to resolve their conflict, an unexpected situation arose.
