The air swarmed with too many locusts. Their overwhelming numbers had always been their greatest strength in battle.0

Xue Wei noticed Han Wu’s core race was locusts and sneered, “No wonder you’re so weak. Your core race is locusts! What use are they except to flood the enemy with sheer numbers?”0

Aslai wanted to slap her. Han Wu had already done more than enough by summoning his units to aid them, yet Xue Wei kept insulting him.1

The Elder’s eyes narrowed with anger. Despite just learning that Han Wu’s core race was the locusts, Han Wu had still risen to become the Holy Son of Death. The Godking of Death never judged wrongly, so the Elder was certain Han Wu possessed something...0