Peter's Envy

All Lin Hai and the others could see was the Wood Dragon, three layers of its body severed by the Sword of Vishanti.

However, casting such a powerful spell was no easy task for Hamil. The noticeably heavier rise and fall of his chest made that clear. After cutting through three layers of the Wood Dragon's body, Hamil decisively dismissed the Sword of Vishanti. Besides having achieved the purpose of the test, he had also expended no small amount of energy.

Hamil stood where he was, regulating his breathing and gradually calming his turbulent aura before turning to look at Lin Hai.

Rather unexpectedly, the mage who was usually so impassive, never showing joy or anger, now seemed somewhat embarrassed. "Lin Hai, was my Sword of Vishanti... a little too forceful just now?"

Lin Hai had personally seen The Ancient One use the Sword of Vishanti to slice apart a mid-level dimensional Demon God as easily as cutting vegetables. Hamil's Sword of Vishanti effortlessly severing his Wood Dragon was perfectly normal.

So Lin Hai replied with complete sincerity, "Not at all, Master Hamil. You really do not need to think that way. On the contrary, your Sword of Vishanti clearly showed me the current limits of this Wood Dragon and helped me understand how much room it still has to improve. To me, this was an extremely valuable test result."

Hamil carefully studied Lin Hai's tone and expression. Only after confirming that there was not the slightest hint of pretense did he nod, the embarrassment on his face quietly fading. "Mm, that is good."

At that moment, Peter finally recovered from the shocking scene he had just witnessed. His expression was extremely complicated, a mixture of shock, regret, longing, and anticipation.

He suddenly turned toward his three friends, especially Lin