Gods—gods with authority, Heavenly Father-level gods.
My current strength was probably somewhere between an ordinary god and a god with authority. If I used the power of the black hole, I would count as a god with authority too!
It was just that the range covered by that authority was too small—only twenty-five meters.
Within twenty-five meters, gods with authority couldn't beat me. Beyond twenty-five meters, it seemed they still couldn't beat me.
Bai Jing assessed his own strength, then examined magic's effect on himself.
If he had to say how useful magic was, it really wasn't all that useful. The spell he used most often was just a portal. As for turning magic into various weapons, he already had shape-shifting Adamantium.
"My original purpose in learning magic was to use its power to master the power of the black hole, then control time and space. But after becoming obsessed with magic, I actually forgot my original intention!"
So, abandoning the power of magic only meant that he temporarily couldn't use portals.
Once he figured out how black holes affected space, he would still be able to travel through space!
After returning to the Sanctum Sanctorum, Bai Jing immediately began flipping through books, searching for how to abandon White Magic.
But after looking for a long time, he found no books of that kind.
"Does no such method exist, or was it simply never recorded in books?" Bai Jing thought for a moment, then turned and used the built-in portal in the Sanctum Sanctorum to arrive in Kathmandu.
When he reached the tea pavilion, as expected, Ancient One was drinking tea.
However, she held her teacup with her eyes closed, as if her mind had wandered far away.
Bai Jing sat down beside her and silently waited until Ancient One