Cluck-cluck!
Aur looked at the chicken in front of him with a glint in his eyes. His eyes were glowing with a pattern that resembled a beast's mouth as he lightly touched the chicken.
Instantly, the chicken froze in place, its previous haughtiness gone, replaced by an eerie stillness that lingered for a long time.
Before it fell to the floor, its eyes lost their vitality within a short period. Its colourful feathers began to decay almost instantly, as if its corpse had aged a decade in mere moments.
Aur frowned as he looked at his hand. He could feel his blood and Qi being slightly strengthened, and sensed his body being nourished as well.
However, the desire to consume filled his mind, though he managed to handle it.
"These spells are definitely interesting," Aur remarked, taking a deep breath and feeling satisfied with the spell.
If these weak mortal animals could increase everything by so much, imagine how much he could increase if he used the Devour spell to devour the tier one beast.
At that time his advancement would be even more rapid and fast, he could even use it in combat if he caught the opponent off guard. This was the absolute might of the spell; he might even be able to use it on a tier two wizard and absorb his vitality in an instant.
However, nature was fair, and there are no invincible spells in existence!
There was a famous saying: there is no absolute spell, there are only invincible wizards.
Every time he used Devour, the urge to consume would ignite in his body. Don't underestimate this desire, as it could turn Aur into a mindless beast with only the thought to consume and consume.
At that point, Aur didn't know when he would wake up. If he woke up from that desire after a long time, then it might be too late, and he would die a miserable death, haunted by the village.
"Luckily, I have a solution for it right in front of me," Aur thought in his heart.
"Muscle system."
The blue panel immediately appeared in his vision, flickering in front of his crimson eyes.
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[Muscle System]
[Name: Aur Cromwell/ Auriel
Her eyes widened with realisation.
"I shouldn't have disturbed master for just a tiny matter, damn it," she gritted her teeth as she felt a deep resentment for that girl. "My elder sister and I are in trouble now. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't be in trouble with him," her purple eyes shimmered with killing intent.
Seraphine went back.
"When will she come back?" Anne looked at the garden before her with some envy in her eyes, and when she felt the condensed mana in the surrounding, which was slightly better than outside, her envy increased even more.
Some servants seeing her were whispering, but no one spoke, just doing their own things.
"Why can't I have such luck that I become an elder?" she grumbled in her heart. That's right, Anne had attributed Aur becoming an elder all to "luck".
After all, only tier two wizards could become elders, and in the history of the village, there have been very few instances where a tier one wizard has become an elder.
No matter, since he has become an elder, Anne has to apologise and admit her mistake, or she might not even be able to live here in the academy and could get kicked out soon. In the outside world, with the number of enemies she had made, it was nothing more than a death sentence. She had this much awareness, at least.
Anne heard some footsteps, which made her back straighten and become attentive. She took a deep breath and immediately bowed.
"Aur-"
"Master doesn't want to meet you."
Seraphine's cold voice rang in her ears, making Anne feel a little dazed. She raised her head blankly, looking at Seraphine.
"What do you mean?" Anne asked, as if seeking confirmation.
"You heard me," Seraphine replied, her tone extremely cold compared to her previous respectful demeanour.
"No, it must be a mistake. I have just come to apologise-"
"I see." Seraphine clapped her hands, and immediately two strong men with large frames in chainmail armour arrived.
"Yes, Headmaid."
"Throw her out," Seraphine commanded, her eyes filled with hostility.
The two men glanced at each other and respectfully accepted.
"Very well, Head Maid."