"Is this all it takes to be considered a Sage? And to become the second strongest in combat power?"
"Sigh, and here I thought being an Armed Witch was tough! Turns out the threshold isn't that high after all."
The homebody witch suddenly felt bored, inexplicably experiencing a sense of loneliness like that of a supreme warrior standing alone at the summit.
"Heh, Armed Witch, is that all there is? So bland, no sense of achievement at all. It's not even as challenging as mixing concrete on a construction site."
"'Plugins, show me what we've got. I'll pick a few that seem right and fit them in.'"
Dorothy looked up at the sky at a melancholic 45-degree angle, then spoke in a lonely tone to Koreya beside her.
She increasingly felt that she could go on a rampage on the battlefield, with her current combat understanding that was a whole version ahead. How could she possibly lose?
Black Sheep Witch: "???"
Koreya, hearing this number, suddenly sprouted a bunch of question marks?
