Abel still looked indifferent.
Andrew could feel that this man's magic power was unfathomable, and it was totally different from the previous four.
'Abel, a grade-three student in Fierce Vulture Mage Academy. Maybe He really has the strength to compete with me.'
The most important thing was that Abel gave off a strong aura all over his body.
It was calm but sharp.
It was calm but strong.
All his abilities were not superficial, as unfathomable as an abyss.
And the strong and brainless teammate beside him was not just a piece of cake.
At least his aura was far superior to that of the four people just now.
"You are very strong."
Finally, Abel opened his mouth.
His blue eyes seemed to be able to tear Andrew's chest apart and see his beating heart.
"Your magic power doesn't seem to be very high. It's definitely less than 500. It should be between 450 and 470."