The Twilight Great Wizard looked at the approaching mayfly swarm in the distance, and with a slight lift of his finger, he halted them in place.
The mayfly swarm was fixed in the air like insects in amber, the air itself seemed to become a sticky resin at that moment.
Then, he flicked his finger ever so slightly.
A tiny black dot suddenly appeared amongst the mayfly swarm.
The next moment, a dark light flashed, and the swarm of three hundred thousand mayflies, like stones, fell from the sky, devoid of any sign of life.
Having dealt with the mayflies, the Twilight Great Wizard landed next to Richard, eyeing him with great interest.
Richard felt quite unsettled under his gaze, sensing that the Twilight Great Wizard wasn't looking at him as another wizard, but rather as an experimental subject.
"Are you Richard?"
"Yes, my lord."
