Mastering the control of magical power consumption is a compulsory lesson for an excellent magician.
"So..."
Yi Lin calmly clasped his hands in front of him, rubbing his left hand with his right and vice versa. In an instant, space distorted in Yi Lin's hands, and the surrounding magical power crazily converged toward him, forming an invisible vortex of magic power.
After a while.
The giants, who had been trampled by their own kind, finally regained their senses. The continuous buzzy vibrations seemed to express their inner fury.
But before the giants could rage, Yi Lin had already completed the process of "rolling the ball."
"What happens when infinite annihilation is compressed into a small point?"
Yi Lin smiled slightly. He had no time to wipe the dripping sweat from his forehead, carefully pushing out the candy-sized "small point" from his hands.
...
When Yi Lin released that "small point" from his hands, it seemed as if the world had paused.
