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Grand Magus Test XIX
Author: Khay Phynom
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'What is that?' the acid mage muttered, slowly retreating.

The lady with the axe wore the same expression.

Both of them could feel the ominous presence radiating from Art’s body.

Art flexed his hands, the black miasma curling around him in heavy waves. This was the first time he had released it in such quantity, and the effects were undeniable.

It granted him yet another buff, layered atop his stat increase. Unlike before, the miasma no longer felt suffocating—instead, it was strangely pleasing, almost comforting, as if it were soothing his nerves.

At the same time, he realized its other effect—the illusions around him were weakening. The twisting scenery slowed, and the multiplying clones became fewer. Still bothersome, but far more manageable.

Art stretched out his arm, mana beginning to quickly and steadily gather around him. It was obvious he was about to unleash something powerful.

‘Since it’s impossible to pinpoint their exact positions, I’ll just hit everywhere I think
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