Seeing this guy looking useless, the Minotaur Warrior carrying a great sword sneered and mocked.
"Do you think Yiye Zhiqu is like you? He actually aims before he shoots, you know."
Ye Zhiqiu smiled faintly, then reached for two vials on his waist, tilting his head back to drink them.
The icy liquid slid down his spine, eventually being absorbed by his bones.
The effects of the two potions were to increase the base recovery speed of magic power and to enhance basic magic damage.
After buffing himself, he continued chanting spells, while pointing his dual-hand staff towards the vast army in front of him.
"Time to get to work."
It was clear that the opponent was not intimidated by the display of their strength, as the vast army continued advancing towards them.
The bait operation was still effective.
Though the opponent's weakness made their meticulous preparation seem a bit unnecessary...
