After watching all day, Acades felt sore and numb from his eye sockets to his chin. He had already entered a state of total facial paralysis.
Theseus was a little anxious. What if the King of the Underworld's curses and seals withstood the power of the Great Disintegration, but he himself was torn apart by the Great Disintegration? What then? Aristotle had mastered a new ability.
Expression Management.
He clearly remembered that his Light Element domain had collapsed 745 times.
He also clearly remembered that over the course of this day and night, "Andre" had released 92,045 Great Disintegration spells. Now, it was 92,046...
Even Aristotle was dumbfounded.
When had such a terrifying mage appeared in the Magic World? He could release the Great Disintegration for an entire day and night?
Could a person hold out? Could his Magic Tree hold out?
Even if the tree could hold out, could his magic power hold out? The Great Disintegration was famous for consuming vast amounts of magic power. Let alone himself, a newly advanced Legend, even Baibing, an old-established Legend, would be drained dry after releasing 92,048 Great Disintegrations.
That madman might have 159 Legendary Incarnations, or perhaps half as many Legendary Incarnations with Triple Cast.
Or maybe he had Magic Triple Cast, in which case the number of Legendary Incarnations would be as low as fifty-something.
Yet even all the Legendary Masters in humanity combined could not scrape together ten Legendary Incarnations! Aristotle let out a long sigh.
Why did he suddenly feel that magic was not as interesting as before?
How could he continuously release 92,053 Great Disintegrations without resting?
Not a single person in the entire Magic World could possibly accomplish this.
Aristotle occasionally raised a hand to pat his forehead.
This world was too magical. *I want