We are both Level 3, on the verge of breaking through to Level 4, we can still easily enter most major powers..."
You can tell Jason has studied this a lot, considering all possibilities, he has a delicate heart that doesn't match his appearance.
Ronan nodded, saying nothing more.
The two drank their own drinks in silence. After Jason finished a drink called "Creditor," he ordered another drink called "Spell."
The atmosphere of Witchcraft in the Central Continent is much richer than in the South, even in a remote border town like Baishong Town, you can order these wizardly drinks derived from Magic Potion.
After three drinks, Jason's pale complexion showed a touch of pink, and even the cold aura that belonged to a Black Robed Wizard of the Dark and Undead Series was diluted significantly.
He suddenly took out the ring that Ronan had returned to him before, and began to speak in a low voice: "Damien, I don't know if this is your real name.
