21 Snack Time

"Did you overdraw your magic power?"

Giles had a confident smile on his face.

"You haven't even reached tier 3 yet, right? Tsk Tsk, to be able to instantly cast a level 2 spell, that's amazing."

"You can really be called a genius. It's a pity that you haven't advanced to a tier 3 mage yet. Otherwise, we might not be your match."

"Giles, why are you talking so much nonsense with him?"

Mosien interrupted Giles impatiently. He looked at Joelson with a ferocious expression.

"Kid, if you hand over the formula of the advanced spiritual potion now, I can still let you go."

Mosien turned his neck, making a crisp cracking sound.

"Otherwise, when I slowly crush every inch of your bones, you'll scream until you have no strength."

Giles twitched the corner of his mouth and added, "Also, hand over the technique of instant magic."

Joelson narrowed his eyes and looked at the two of them, then suddenly said.