Alvin spent a full week in the prison on New Devil's Island before finally leaving his "cell."
The energy released by the deaths of three hundred thousand demons made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.
He had struggled in the "cell" for a long time before the boiling energy in his body finally calmed down a little.
He was reluctant to rashly solve the problem by leveling up. He had to accumulate that energy so that, when necessary, he could unleash a Blizzard to settle the matter.
Alvin calculated everything back and forth. He was already level fifteen, and the cost of casting Blizzard would only grow higher in the future.
In the past, the power of ten demons had been enough for him to cast a Blizzard. Now, the Soul Energy of three hundred thousand demons had only raised Alvin to around level forty.
That gave Alvin a sense of crisis. Based on his current energy reserves, he could only make it snow twenty-five more times. If anything unexpected happened, he might not even reach twenty-five...
Just thinking about how difficult it would be to accumulate more leveling energy in the future after using up the Soul Energy of three hundred thousand demons made him wince!
Fortunately, the Space Ring had provided him with the maxed-out Lightning Mage skill. However, Thunderstorm's area of effect still could not compare with a disaster-class spell like Blizzard.
Alvin was also pondering what he should do in the future.
It seemed there would be no shortage of wars ahead. Without a large-area spell like Blizzard, he might have to rely on the Druid's natural spells to create large-scale damage and deterrence.
Taking advantage of his enthusiasm after leveling up, Alvin activated the Druid elemental skills Volcano Blast and Cyclone Armor.
That completed all the Druid