Of course, his surveillance went unnoticed by others.
This type of surveillance spell was unique to him, a personal talent that others could not replicate.
Since he left the "Gray Gang," he had always kept it hidden; only his colleagues from the gang had some understanding of it.
The Magician gazed at the battlefield within the image and sighed slightly.
The escape route of these guys was too rough; indeed, they were still a bunch of ordinary people who suddenly gained power...
That colleague in the team should be able to understand my hint, right...
"Those followers have temporarily changed direction; they're headed towards Zone 5 now. Team 4, prepare to support Zone 5!"
The Magician shouted again in the communication network.
His orders contained no deception; there would inevitably be a battlefield cleanup after the battle, and as the commander, he would leave no discrepancies with the evidence.
