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At the edge of the oak forest.
Obast, who had been preparing for a long time, stood side by side with the elders of the Centaur tribe.
They crossed their arms in front of their chests, their expressions devout.
Behind them.
It was the Druids from the Earth Society. These young druid's attainments in magic were not enough to be independent.
However, it was more than enough to support a large group spell.
For a moment.
The chants of the Centaurs and Druids echoed throughout the oak forest.
It attracted a lot of anxious animals to come and watch.
Half a minute later.
A blinding ray of sunlight pierced through the dark clouds above the cemetery.
Immediately after.
More sunlight shone down from above.
A portion of the acid rain quickly evaporated, turning into water vapour that surged up!
[Ritual Spell: Clear Sky for Ten Thousand Miles!]
Matthew knew.
