Was it too late to ask for a refund now?
Cypher spread his right hand, and a palm-sized wisp of flame rose from it.
This... was Fire Magic after the seal had been lifted.
Measured by the combat power of another system, it was probably a tiny flame spell that even the lowest-ranking apprentice could cast.
Yes, it was not even as good as a Fireball Charm.
At least a Fireball Charm possessed searing destructive power.
This little flame might have been palm-sized, but a light puff of breath would probably snuff it out.
If this were a two-dimensional anime world, Cypher's head would surely have been covered in black lines.
That did not mean he was shutting down. It meant he was utterly speechless.
Its weak power would have been one thing, but even its practicality was terrible.
To say nothing else, Cypher clenched his fist and stopped releasing magic power.
The flame did not even last a second before going out instantly.
Sigh—
Cypher let out a long sigh inwardly.
He suddenly felt it had not been worth it. A magical talisman capable of reversing time and space to save his life, along with everything the stone statue deity possessed...
And all that had only barely opened a crack in the seal within him.
It was not that the crack was too small for Cypher to release large amounts of magic power, resulting in such weak spells.
Quite the opposite—the seal no longer obstructed Fire Magic at all.
But who said casting Fire Magic was simply a matter of piling up fire-element magic power?
It was like mixing hydrogen and oxygen at a two-to-one ratio. Without that crucial spark, they would still just be gases and would not undergo a violent chemical explosion.
Cypher now faced precisely this