From Bone Fan to Bone Hater

"Is this Super Tier Magic? Its power seems decent enough."

Allen glanced over the Deep Pit beneath his feet and the completely destroyed cemetery around him as he gave his assessment.

From the perspective of destructive power, Super Tier Magic—Falling Sky—was clearly still inferior to a full-strength punch using the Tremor-Tremor Fruit.

But the game magic system of YGGDRASIL, which borrowed heavily from the rules of Dungeons & Dragons, had never been purely about pursuing lethality and destructive power. It was an entire complex system, much like modern technology.

Whether players or natives of this world, all could create and expand upon it through their own ingenuity.

Thus, in theory, the number of spells recorded in the Nameless Spellbook would never have an upper limit.

And weak destructive power did not mean it was not dangerous.

Take the Ninth Tier Magic Old Bones often used—Heart Mastery. As long as a creature relied on a heart to circulate blood and was neither immune nor resistant to Necromancy, even a Great Dragon could be instantly killed.

As for spells such as Time Stop and Instant Sever, they clearly touched upon the realms of time and space, things even science could not fully explain.

"No! You're wrong! Ordinary Super Tier Magic cannot reach this level of power. Your Divine Heart Core has amplified and strengthened it to a certain extent," Vilnalasath suddenly corrected him.

"Divine Heart Core? Oh, I see."

Allen subconsciously touched his chest, a thoughtful expression appearing on his face.

Although this device, seized through Slaying Gods and used to replace his heart, remained dormant most of the time, it would inevitably awaken whenever he mobilized magic power on a large-scale level.

That meant any Tier Magic he cast would be greatly enhanced.

"Be careful when dealing with Suzuki Satoru and