Bab 1050: Chapter 616: Do You Have It... or Not?

When the thought probed out, Ange had already stored away the magic array he had been rubbing his hands on. All the other side saw was a large ball comprised of an accumulation of elf beans.

The quantity of elf beans was enormous, even more so than those produced by the last Faith Storm without the intermediary of elf bean vines. As they rubbed against cat fur, guess what? They actually stuck together into a mass.

The shrunken giant cat was frolicking among the elf beans, burrowing in and crawling out repeatedly, a blissful smile spreading across its face.

The thought circled quizzically around the cluster of elf beans, then circled around Ange and the others, and finally settled on Locke, "Annihilation Old Bone, where is my energy?"

Locke spread his hands, "What energy? I don't know anything about it."

"..." An indescribable silence fell over the room, everyone stunned by Locke's feigned ignorance.