Ten years passed in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, Eli's mental power had already reached 468 points, slightly more than he had expected. This had something to do with Eli's talent in increasing his mental power.
He was no longer a wizard with trash talent. With his own hard work, he could be called a genius even in the mage World.
Of course, other than his mental energy, Eli's other preparations were almost complete.
He had made potions from the Comoros fruits, and he had finished preparing the other supplementary potions. The only thing he needed was the spirit power crystal and higher mental power.
The latter was waiting for the time while the bloodline tower was collecting the former.
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West Coast.
Mount Sofia.
Eli floated in the sky, his eyes calm as he looked down at the long mountain range.
"Almost all the soul slaves are gathered here!"
