Ten minutes later, a dense swarm of Myriad-Arts Hummingbirds appeared in the distant sky. The dark mass stretched as far as the eye could see, its numbers impossible to count.
Aries Palace stared in surprise. "Isn't that number a little ridiculous?"
"Everyone, be careful. Don't let your guard down." Nameless's smile faded slightly as he spoke.
A single Myriad-Arts Hummingbird was easy enough for an ordinary person to handle. But once their numbers reached a certain point, even the strongest experts could find their boats overturned in a shallow ditch.
The reason was simple: every feather on a Myriad-Arts Hummingbird bore a spell, and each bird had exactly ten thousand feathers. That meant it knew ten thousand spells.
The problem was that its spells were very low-level.
If one hummingbird cast Fireball Spell at an enemy, for instance, the spell would be Level 1—weak enough for an ordinary person to blow it away with a breath.
But if two Myriad-Arts Hummingbirds cast Fireball Spell at the same time, the two fireballs would attract each other within a certain distance and merge, reaching Level 2.
If a hundred Myriad-Arts Hummingbirds cast it at once, their fireballs would merge into a Level 100 Fireball Spell.
Because of this bizarre trait, cultivators usually avoided Myriad-Arts Hummingbirds once their numbers grew large enough, or else ambushed them before they could react.
Few chose to fight them head-on.
The swarm facing Nameless and the others was now beyond counting. There might have been millions, even tens of millions. They would be fine as long as no attack struck them, but a swarm that size was still extremely dangerous.
"I'll go first!"
Aries Palace vanished as he spoke. The next instant, an unseen attack struck the swarm and killed great numbers of Myriad-Arts Hummingbirds. Blood and