"You missed one thing. The effective range of this rain cloud can only spread outward with Nitotip at its center," Monchi said.
Luchi froze for a moment, then said, "I understand what you mean, sir."
The other wizards also revealed looks of sudden realization. After pondering for a moment, Liwita nodded to Monchi as well. "Then we'll proceed according to Lord Monchi's instructions. But where is our destination?"
In the courtyard of Scorched Earth on the ground, Canaan looked utterly confused. "What did they understand? Why don't I understand any of it?"
Canaan looked toward the others in the courtyard. Fafnir's expression had not changed, while Angel continued overseeing the changes in the illusion and recording them with the crystal ball. It seemed that it was the only one that had not understood what the wizard leader meant?
Curiously, Canaan asked, "Shopkeeper, do you know what they're talking about?"
"I never thought demons nowadays would be even more foolish than humans." Fafnir snorted coldly.
Canaan felt rather aggrieved. Clearly, those humans had only said half of what they meant. How was it supposed to know what they were trying to say?
Angel replied quietly, "Nitotip's rain cloud doesn't have a very large effective range, so there's no need to remain there and get tangled up with them."
"So they mean to take this floating ice away?"
Angel nodded.
Canaan gave a derisive snort. "I thought they wouldn't retreat. Who would have thought they'd still resort to avoiding the fight in the end?"
Angel smiled. Who could have expected Nitotip to possess such a powerful mysterious item? The umbrella's mysterious effects had not yet been fully explored, but the almost invincible effects it had displayed so far were already extremely formidable.
Moreover, moving away did not mean retreating. Moving away was