The sight of the goat made the disciples on the sidelines start murmuring.
"Why'd they bring a goat up here? Are they planning to slaughter it for a celebration?"
"Hehe, you don't get it, do you? Arrays can be a matter of life and death. It's best to test them with livestock first. Otherwise, what if it fails when it really matters? That would be a disaster!"
"That makes sense, but isn't an elder using a Tier Two Skill on a goat a bit like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut..."
Amid the discussions, the teaching elder formed a spell with his hands. With a wave of his palm, a log, dark all over and as thick as a giant urn, abruptly appeared in mid-air.
The massive log spun rapidly, letting out a deep rumble. Even the disciples on the sidelines could feel the powerful airflow.
BAA...
The goat seemed to sense the approaching danger. It trembled in fear, forgetting to even try to run.
"Falling Timber!"
The teaching elder gave a low shout and chopped his hand forward.
