"Could the little goat girl really have this kind of power?"
Not only Investigator Via and Count Albaris were shocked by the sight. Even Han Su's gaze sharpened.
Standing beside the little goat girl, he could see that the black trees were extremely strange. They grew rapidly, each one twisted unnaturally. As they grew, clouds of eerie mist appeared, like rows of ghostly figures standing on the hillside.
The barren wasteland was being covered by a forest.
Most importantly, none of this made sense.
The little goat girl was certainly strange, and she undoubtedly had the ability to wield various forms of Mysterious Power. It was no surprise that she could exhale black fog that absorbed sound or grow a pair of little horns.
It would even make sense if she transformed into a twisted tree herself.
But for her to simply chant under her breath and make a forest appear in the real world, changing the landscape—that was strange.
Because the quantities didn't add up!
Mental Power reshaped reality, Mental Activity increased its efficiency and precision, and divine matter was the equation that changed everything. Beneath every seemingly bizarre phenomenon lay an extremely rigorous process of calculation and energy exchange.
The little goat girl couldn't possibly possess enough Mental Power to "exchange" so many twisted trees into reality.
It was like trying to grind two hundred pounds of flour from ten pounds of wheat.
"Stop!"
As his thoughts raced, Han Su suddenly spoke in a low voice and pointed his gun at the little goat girl.
A series of words flashed through his eyes. Once his initial shock passed, Han Su saw how the power flowed. The little goat girl wasn't using her own Mental Power to make the trees grow. Rather, her own peculiar nature was connecting her