Adrian immediately rushed through this side, scattering the remaining illusory obstacles, only to find that the battle had taken a very bad turn.
Naimus, seated within the castle, had not personally made a move.
He merely raised a hand from time to time, and a "soul spirit" would drift out from his palm.
The moment these soul spirits appeared, they rapidly absorbed the elemental power around them and, in the blink of an eye, possessed values close to five hundred.
Although these soul spirits' traits and techniques were not particularly strong, with output multipliers of only around 1.1 times.
Their numbers were simply growing too fast to handle.
Moreover, these value-based soul spirits could rapidly match with other people's abilities, becoming the best assistants for Naimus's subordinates.
Otto was one such example.
As an ordinary Wizard, his strength had always been limited.
Even with ample resources, increasing his values had never been particularly fast.
In just one year, advancing to the Steel Breed and raising his values past forty had already required him to risk his life.
He had gradually given up practicing Summoning School spells and instead focused on internal administration and business operations.
That was inevitable.
His aptitude and talent had their limits.
Even though Naimus had brought back quite a lot of Earthgrass recently, and Otto had obtained some due to his status.
Earthgrass had pure values and could raise values at a decent pace.
Yet Otto still found it strenuous.
That was the limitation of aptitude.
Thus, Otto had originally intended to give up.
He would honestly handle commercial and other internal affairs, relying on his early-entry advantage in the Fictional Protocol to secure a stable position.
There was nothing wrong with that idea.
But with the appearance of artificial soul spirits, Otto found another path.