1613 1613. Talent

"How can you make people angry so easily?" Alexander asked without bothering to use his mental waves.

"He got his individuality all wrong," Jordan sighed. "His ambition is incredible, but he could have been far stronger in that field."

"He might have gotten that from his Master," King Elbas added.

"I won't deny it," Divine Demon said before the leaders landed on the ground in front of the army.

The bees had changed during the past years. They had become bigger, and an additional pair of legs had grown from their torso. They also had long pinchers now, and their bodies seemed sturdier than before.

Some of the bees had even gained an additional abdomen. Those improved specimens resembled an elite force capable of commanding entire platoons. They even had a unique aura flowing out of their bodies.

A platoon made of hundreds of bees shot forward as soon as the enemy leaders landed on the ground. That group contained many rank 8 specimens, but Noah's army didn't falter.