Sean continued to use magic, using it eight times in a row until his proficiency reached 68 and finally filled up the [Growth~] bar.
And just when the reading bar was full, a tender little fang broke through the ground...
It worked.
Magic really works!
Looking at the young seedlings that I created using magic, although the process was difficult, I felt a sense of accomplishment in my heart. It is hard to describe this feeling.
A feeling of satisfaction and then a little bit of anticipation.
Being able to create something like this with magic, I'm sure I'll be able to create more in the future...
But now the large amount of magic consumption has made him feel that his mind is not clear enough. Sean put down the flower pot in his hand, supported his body and climbed onto the bed to rest first.
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I've been running almost the entire day today. Not only am I physically tired, but I'm also mentally exhausted after using magic.
I almost fell asleep as soon as I lay down.
But his brain was not completely calm. Sean was still excited about the magic that had just nourished the growth of plants... It reminded him of what Lucille had said before: magic is the thing that can grasp the truth of the world.
No wonder they are all looking for the posthumous work of that Caine Witch.
'World Truth' may really exist!
When talking about Lucille Sean, I think back to the members of the archaeological team at that time...
There are also scenes of fighting together and the scene of burying Bachler!
The corpse sealed in the mountains...
The skin has rotted.
Then there is the same stinking sewage...
The rats hiding in the stinking and dirty sewers... and...
Sudden,
Sean suddenly opened his eyes and climbed out of bed, sweat all over his body.
Look around...I am still in the Scovey family's room, but what did I see just now? What were those images that appeared in my head just now!
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