Did they think they could just walk out of a pyramid scheme den?
The secret realm Inscription formula, Fall of the Red Banshee, truly deserved its long-standing reputation.
It was unfriendly to beginners only because its demands on Magic Power quality were rather excessive.
Yet that made it a practice piece practically tailor-made for Qin Xiaoxia.
Although an unexpected mishap had cropped up, overall, it was-
This was another advantage of choosing the association's old house as the venue.
The surroundings were deserted. Who would come out here in the middle of the night, let alone court death by visiting a notorious haunted house deep in the fields?
As the Weaving Mystic Realm grew more and more complete, its coverage rapidly expanded.
Qin Xiaoxia closed his eyes and sensed the Mystic Realm stretching outward. When it reached the room occupied by Nan Feng and the others, the sight of them made the corners of his mouth lift.
Doudou wiped away tears and snot, shifting attention from the Red Banshee back to Big Cousin.
Ever since arriving in this strange, baffling new world, Big Cousin had been the only human Doudou admired. Now that admiration welled up for the umpteenth time.
Big Cousin was simply too impressive. It was not a matter of absolute strength, but of confidence matched by ability, and an incredible capacity to adapt.
As a Mystic Realm Weaver for the first time, he had not only activated it successfully, but the Mystic Realm was now close to completion. The repair work Doudou had been anxiously anticipating had yet to become necessary.
Even if Fall of the Red Banshee was every bit as good as the rumors claimed, this degree of control was enough to leave the fairies of the Margeson Forest Sea speechless.
Never mind anything else—even