Mifein left the Northern Frontier to walk the path of his faith.
Before he left, however, he restored life to almost every withered edible crop and fruit tree.
It was a large-scale miracle spell. This sort of "divine art" actually existed within the ranks of magic as well: the wish spell, which approached legendary rank.
It was said that casting this spell could grant anything one wished for, but depending on the wish, its magic power consumption could skyrocket.
It was impossible to imagine just how staggering an amount of magic power Mifein needed to scatter miracles so freely.
The only thing Kroya could observe directly through the Mage Tower's surveillance was that the magic power of death flickering around Mifein was growing ever stronger.
He was almost like a walking tomb.
"Ah."
"Hopefully, he'll use that ticket before he loses consciousness completely."
Kroya had condensed it from Eden's magic power, and it even contained a Bedrock Note he had painstakingly created. Its value was simply beyond measure.
Even death could not stop the ticket from forcibly recalling Mifein's soul, unless something could overwhelm eternal magic power in an instant.
But how could that possibly happen?
Kroya shook his head and looked at the Tower Spirit in puzzlement. "You've seemed a little distracted ever since the disaster began. Are you afraid it'll affect you?"
"Huh?" The Tower Spirit remained dazed for a second before coming to its senses.
"I'm analyzing what Mage Ilyst's Mage Tower gave me. It told me that only prophecy could decipher this knowledge."
The Tower Spirit transmitted some very strange magic runes and spell models to Kroya. After examining them for a while, he felt his head starting to ache.
They clearly belonged to prophecy.
And apparently, this was no ordinary level of prophecy either. The