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My Ruthless Archmage (3)

My body felt so comfortable even though my head started to feel foggy.

Light as a feather, I was ready to fly.

The darkness that had been creeping up my heart from the sword was now attempting to cover my entire body.

Although I had no idea what it was because it was completely unexpected, the system notifications nonetheless provided me a rough idea.

However, the dilemma was that I couldn't stop it, or rather, I don't even had the intention to stop it at this moment.

There was no other choice.

Because I desperately needed power at this moment and I wasn't prepared to deal with the supposed repercussions of stopping this process forcefully.

The little encounter I had with August earlier made me realise that even [forced correction] had its limitations because, at the end of the day, the System was a part of me and operated to the fullest extent possible using my body.

Hence, the System would be stronger the stronger I am.

And up until this point, August hadn't given it his best in bat
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