The second beam of golden light descended at the position corresponding to "Caster."
From within the light, a red cloak curled into a fist, cautiously exposing a corner, as if testing the air.
A middle-aged man with a beard and purple curls slapped the cloak back behind himself and appeared before Yi Lin.
He furrowed his brows, curiously taking in the surroundings before finally locking eyes with Yi Lin.
"Heroic Spirit Seat? I see. So it's a 'Thought Body'? Thought Magic, one of the advanced forms of magic that's incredibly difficult—so you actually mastered it? … I bloody don't believe it."
Though the Supreme Mage claimed disbelief, his eyes betrayed an expression of approval.
The "Caster," the Supreme Mage! Descending to the Age of Gods in the form of a Heroic Spirit!
He was the one most aligned with the "Caster" class in Yi Lin's memories and thoughts. His appearance was no surprise to Yi Lin.
"Farmer, it's been a while."
said the Supreme Mage.
