บท 672: Where are you?

Liam collapsed to the ground, heaving and panting, completely exhausted after five hours of nonstop training. 

Manipulating mana for so long was draining, to say the least. Especially because he was trying to regenerate the mana he was using actively, it was twice as taxing.

However, all of this was worth it. Liam's gaze fell on the several small craters adorning the ground in front of him. He had created all of this. A single casting of the new spell was enough to do this much damage.

His hands were itching to try out the effect of this thing on live targets. It would be a killer finishing move. The only problem was that he was yet to perfect it.

The system had already acknowledged the skill, but the darn old man did not seem to think so. Hence, he was stuck here, repeating the same thing over and over again, each time trying his best to improve.