Chapter 114: The Magical World and the Silver Stake

The Alchemist's gaze fell upon the magic-filled world, bursting with color.

He could clearly see with his naked eye how the magic shimmered with light, then touched his skin, passed through his body, and slid out from the other side of his palm.

In the face of all this, his attempt to grasp these magical elements in his hands was completely futile.

However, the Silver Stake he drew from his hand had a very peculiar effect.

The free-floating magical elements in the air seemed to fear the Silver Stake.

The Alchemist could clearly see these elements drifting cautiously around him, daring not to draw near.

It's as if everything that suddenly appeared before the world no longer needed further analysis.

Such a weapon, therefore, could inflict deadly effects on the Spectral Spirits.

Once accepted, the most suitable approach to matters needed no further thought.

There was no need for any more hesitation or to face too many things afterward.