Chapter 920 - l Need

Leonel didn't have to Dream Sculpt this herb. He had already done so back then and it took him an entire two days. Of course, it would only take him a split second now, but that hardly mattered.

Leonel closed his eyes for a moment before they flashed open.

"[Mending Light]."

Leonel's body suddenly began to glow as crisscross patterns of what looked like blade marks erupted across him. One could have thought that some sort of Light Elemental Swordsman had instantly cut him into a thousand pieces before retracting his blade.

Soon, the patterns solidified and sunk into Leonel's body like some sort of binding rope. Even Leonel couldn't help but be fascinated by the method the Mage Art took.

Usually, when he built Mage Arts from the ground up, he would know exactly how it would function before he cast it. But, this form of Mage Arts gave him little surprises from time to time.

'I wonder… No two herbs are identical. What would happen if I had used a different herb of this exact same species? Would the pattern be different?'

Leonel was completely intrigued. It took him a moment to actually begin analysing the results.

'The impact was minimal. But, the fact there was a slight change at all is shocking enough… That was a Third Dimensional Mage Art yet it still had some impact, though some of that is because it was created with Fifth Dimensional Light Force.

'There's a glaring problem, though. The Three-Vein Mending Weed is a Wood Elemental herb. Using it as the basis of a Light Elemental Art is already handicapping it.

'I not only need to find a stronger herb as a foundation, it also needs to be one that fits with the affinities I have.'

third thing Leonel realized. He couldn't just use any

reliant on his Divine Armor, if he ever chose to build a

'This path… It's excellent.'

be quite excited about this. But at the

religion in a bid against him, how

up and thinking of ways to accelerate my strength will never work. I need

"Mm…"

voice suddenly caught

this?! Let

Aphestus go, causing the latter to fall right onto

Aphestus was furious. First he had been humiliated by Leonel. Then he had been easily defeated. Then, as though that wasn't bad

his nose wasn't broken as it would take far more than just that to harm his body, it still began to bleed, making his fury

implode, he and Leonel

unless you had an ability or a treasure that helped you. Clearly, this person

meters from Leonel and the furious Aphestus. He was just as apathetic as ever. This

"Let's go, Aphestus."

"Ah… But—!"

ask Leonel to let them join all so that Raylion didn't have to

anything to convince Aphestus,

let out a deep sigh. He knew that there wasn't anyone more prideful than Raylion. Or maybe there was… But he had just yet to meet the person. Even against such odds, he

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