Chapter 82: Finally Able to Go Home

Hill's footsteps were light, he planned to go back and ponder for a few days, if he could come up with another Wind Magic that would be best, if not, he could consider advancing to legendary status.

As Hill walked quietly along the valley, the vultures on both sides of the cliff were almost scared off by the divine power that had just been released.

They did not know whether or not they should leave this territory they had inhabited for ten thousand years.

Hill looked up and then left directly.

For any race, such life-and-death decisions are always a kind of torment, no matter what decision is made.

Slowly exiting the valley, Hill rose into the sky amidst the silvery mist.

The power that had been shrouding his consciousness for so long was dispersed by the blessing of the Goddess of the Silvermoon.

Hill was finally able to determine the direction of his valley.

Hill had always been worried about this white wolf; he used Mental Magic all too smoothly.