In the air, the sound of Grindelwald's snap slowly faded away.
Phoenixes, Fire Dragons, Thunderbirds, Quintapeds... all of them were massive XXXXX-level Magical Creatures formed from various elemental magics.
So many?
The shock struck Cypher hard, causing a slight crack in his poker face.
"Haha! Give it everything you've got and let me see where your limits lie!"
Noticing the change in Cypher's expression, Grindelwald taunted him at just the right moment.
At first, Cypher was indeed affected by his words, but after forcing himself to calm down, he noticed a few clues.
Not all of those magical creatures possessed sentience.
Only the few closest to them moved nimbly. The farther away they were, the stiffer they became. In the end, those at the perimeter did not move at all, like statues.
That scared me for a moment... Once Cypher understood, his expression relaxed considerably.
Naturally, Grindelwald had no idea what Cypher had been thinking in that brief instant.
In his eyes, Cypher had either been frightened by that terrifying mass of creatures or intimidated by the effortless display of magic.
At first, Cypher had thought that Grindelwald had either mastered some profound technique that allowed him to command so many Magical Creatures with ease, or that Grindelwald had toyed with souls, implanting obedient souls into those magical creatures and granting them the ability to think independently.
But...
When Cypher noticed that Grindelwald's magic resembled some celebrity's ant tactics, there might have been a lot of them, but the ones actually moving could be counted on one hand!
"What are you laughing at?"
After waiting expectantly for a moment and seeing the corners of Cypher's lips curl upward, Grindelwald was somewhat puzzled.
"If I completely imitate you and fight at your pace, I won't have the slightest chance of winning!"