The seventh day without Sif by my side, I miss her.
Monarch, top platform.
Roland clasped his hands behind his back, eyes fixed on the distant horizon.
The wind was fierce, the clouds thick, the waves surged.
In the vast ocean, one truly feels the insignificance of humanity and the grandeur of nature.
Even someone at Tier Seven is merely a slightly stronger ant before nature.
If the three Goddesses were here, could they calm the sea with a single thought?
He was somewhat curious.
He had seen images of demigods and high tier mages in action at the Magic Association.
However, recordings are just recordings, they can only capture the general image, not draw accurate conclusions, only allow bold speculation.
A demigod's power is earth-shattering, by standard division it should be at Siege Level, Roland preferred to call them Nuclear Bomb Level.
