Iz looked at the stack of blueprints Lu Cang had tossed out and fell silent for a moment.
A sliver of doubt actually flashed through their mind.
'Could it be that Lu Cang's talent for Magic is really a little bit better than mine?'
But the thought was fleeting, and Iz quickly dismissed it…
Impossible.
As for the reason… there was no reason. It was just impossible, period.
It was a natural, absolute confidence.
Call it blind arrogance or pure pride, but Iz had never believed that anyone could stand shoulder-to-shoulder with them in magical proficiency.
SWOOSH!
Twenty-five thousand draft blueprints rose into the air, circling around.
They enveloped Iz… like a cylindrical chimney.
"Oh!"
"Mm!"
"Tsk tsk... this is indeed how it should be."
As they examined one blueprint after another, connecting them all,
Izparut couldn't help but click their tongue in admiration, their spirit completely focused.
