The surging torrent of magic seemed to break through an invisible barrier.
The long-accumulated magic flowed through repeatedly, washing over the magical pathways within the body.
The Magic Cup emitted a bright white glow.
"Buzz!"
Centered around Gauss, a wave generated by the magic surge suddenly swept through, the grass laying low, and the originally gently flowing stream was disrupted, causing ripples.
This unusual movement caught the attention of Aaliyah and Ciceraw who were wading in the stream, fishing.
"What's happening to brother?"
Ciceraw's face was filled with confusion, and the little white strip in his hand inadvertently fell into the water.
"Let's move further away first." Aaliyah's pupils contracted slightly, already guessing what was happening, and she pulled Ciceraw, gesturing to Ulfen and Aik to move further away to avoid inadvertently disturbing Gauss.
At the center of the magical vortex, Gauss's sea of consciousness was violently trembling.
