Boom! A thunderclap suddenly rang out. Baike, who had been lowering his head in thought, was startled so badly that he nearly fell over. Little Cat beside him cast him a rather disdainful glance, making the brown-skinned young man with thick brows and dark eyes awkwardly touch his nose and press his lips tightly together.
"Is there any danger?"
Xianyin asked Rogue nervously in a low voice.
Rogue shook his head in confusion. "No."
"Really?"
Xianyin asked, still unwilling to give up.
Originally, he had looked down on these mercenaries. Spells could simulate divination as well. After all, astrology had also belonged to the realm of mages in ancient times. In the past, he would rather have wasted his mana and performed the divination himself just to see the result.
But his former staff had been destroyed.
Xianyin had removed the gemstone from the top of the staff and extracted the reserve mana stored inside. He held the outer shell in his hand as an off-hand magical implement.
Although it could still amplify his casting range and shorten casting time, it no longer reduced mana consumption. He had just used a great spell that had consumed all the mana in his body. Even after extracting the reserve mana he had kept as a last resort, he was now left with only a pitiful dozen or so units of mana. It might only be enough for two or three spells.
Under these circumstances, Xianyin really had no idea what he could still do by coming along...
I'm a mage who's already out of mana, and you still won't let me leave? But there was nothing he could do. Pope Your Majesty had personally ordered him to follow along. So he could only follow.
Xianyin was secretly regretting it as well. If