1072: Enema

Enema

"How the heck did you claim Space?"1

Hearing Magister's shout of shock, Ahjar revealed a gleeful smirk, boasting calmly, "You know, even back in the day, I was called a heaven-defying prodigy. It's only natural that the concept of Space is apt…"

"Cut the bullshit!" Magister glared at Ahjar as he extended his cane, intending to attack the latter, "I'll kill you if you dare mess with me, blasted System!"

"Hey, HEY, hei!" Ahjar acted like a third-rate delinquent as he skipped over the void and appeared before Magister, looking down on the latter, "So what if I mess with you? What will you do? Bite me? You?"

He sneered, "You mocked me by calling me a System. But weren't you a helpless Host to one until now? Man, that was such a pitiful sight."

"The grand Magister reduced to a mere System Host."

Boom!

Millions of magic circles flared up as all sorts of magical abilities were activated. Space cracked as violent energy storms invaded through all means.

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