Chương 745: MY NECROMANCER ERA?

NEOMA'S eyes widened, gasping as she held Impure Mana in her hands.

It felt disgusting, and it reminded her of the slime that used to be a trend in Korea before. She hated it because she hated the slime's texture.

But since she was a professional, she endured it well.

"P-Princess Neoma, are you alright?" Charlotte asked nervously. "Your hands… are they not melting or getting burned?"

Neoma smiled and shook her head. "Nah, I'm totally fine."

Now the baby unicorn looked more confused and a bit scared. "How could you be fine when you're directly touching Impure Mana with your hands?"

"Oh, I'm not touching it with my bare hands," she denied. "I am not that reckless, so I covered my hands with Coat first."

'Coat' was the kind of barrier that covered her body like a well-fitted latex.

"Even so, Impure Mana could melt even the sturdiest barriers…"