Becrock sneered while Rosalyn, whose face was covered by her hood, bit down on her lips.

�If you want to use them, you need to use them within your limits.�

Tens of them at a time if that was the limit.
A hundred at a time if that was the limit.

�That is why Rosalyn, there has to be a limit to how much mana you can control at once.�

The evidence of that was Rosalyn�s shaking fingertips.

��Don�t say such nonsense.�

Rosalyn�s mumbling reached Becrock�s ear.

�Kahahahahah!�

He started to laugh. He then stopped himself before giving an order.

�Go down to the ground.�
�Yes sir!�
�Yes, Tower Master-nim!�

The black mages and mages paired up before heading down. Sir Rex started to shout toward them.

�Throw the bombs!�

The alchemy bombs were thrown into the air.

Baaaaang! Bang!

� Hey, Cale. It looks like it will really end up as a chaotic mess at this rate.

Bud who was still connected started to speak with concern.

There were still many alchemy bombs.
However, it was likely for the soldiers to struggle if the black mages and mages helped out, especially if they used that combination mana.

Crack. Crack.

� Crazy� the mana is still getting bigger.

The grey mana was continuing to get bigger.
Bud was watching this with disgust. Cale was looking at Becrock with shock.

�Isn�t this amazing?�

Becrock opened his arms to the side as if he was proudly showing off his grey mana. JrNovels.com