Gawain's precognitive ability allowed him to see fragments of the future over a relatively long period, making it unsuitable for a rapidly changing battlefield.
At this point, all he could do was offer Red Ants a few suggestions.
For example, capture the leader first.
However, that magical wooden house left him completely stumped.
Now it had become a battle of attrition.
Fortunately, the Ant Army feared attrition least of all.
This was already the Middle Magic Era. Source power was easy to draw upon, and Red Ants controlled hundreds of Queen Ants. Would producing offspring be difficult?
Each nest could produce thousands or tens of thousands, and they could take shape in just a few days.
Ants possessed only simple intelligence and naturally short lifespans, so there was no need to feel sorry for their losses.
He floated in the air, patiently watching this great battle of animals.
Wave after wave of ants surrounded and attacked Black Snake, Black Bear, and the wooden house.
After an unknown amount of time, Black Snake was the first to fall. The ants entered through its rear end and emerged from its mouth, devouring it clean.
Black Bear was the second. Even its thick hide could not stop the ants' great mandibles.
"Not bad. You're having quite a good time, huh?" Ryan did not get angry at the sight. Instead, he casually waved a hand.
The door of the wooden house opened again, and a huge swarm of spiders came rushing out.
Spiders could prey on ants, and spiderwebs could easily immobilize large groups of them.
But once the ants reached sufficient numbers, the spiders were no match for them either.
Red Ants continued dispatching troops, this time increasing their numbers to the tens of millions.
They launched a three-dimensional assault through the air,