"You want to fight me, the [God of Magic]?"
"You're not worthy!"
"I only need to lift a finger to defeat you!"
The [God of Magic] was brimming with confidence, his earlier gloom gone.
As a proper [God of Magic], how could he allow anyone to surpass his spell progress?
He let out a soft breath and prepared to resume his seclusion, intending to surpass the insect who had dared raise their spell levels above his in one fell swoop.
By his own estimation, the [God of Magic] needed only an instant to raise his spell levels above his opponent's.
Then he would once again be the undisputed [God of Magic].
Filled with delight, the [God of Magic] slowly closed his eyes as fluctuations of spell elements appeared around him.
A single effortless improvement would be enough to achieve his goal.
The [God of Magic] exerted himself ever so slightly, and his comprehension of [Meditation], [Fireball], and [Mage Armor] began to increase.
One improvement.
Two improvements.
"What's going on?!" The [God of Magic] abruptly stood up.
Bewilderment filled his face.
According to his expectations, a single improvement should have been enough.
He had improved several times already, so why was he still second?!
His earlier joy vanished.
The [God of Magic] gathered his thoughts, calmed himself, and carefully studied the three spells: [Meditation], [Fireball], and [Mage Armor].
He spent nearly ten minutes studying them.
The conclusion left the [God of Magic] both astonished and despairing.
He had no idea who had done it or what methods they had used.
They had actually raised [Meditation], [Fireball], and [Mage Armor] to a height that even he had to look up to.
One person could never have accomplished all this!
"Who could it be?" Countless possible answers flashed through the [God of Magic]'s