The entire cockpit was surrounded by magic power as if it were tangible. This magic power was extremely abundant, slowly solidifying into a golden liquid, engulfing Tilan. In such a high concentration and active state of magic power, even a simple thought could trigger violent extraordinary effects. For example, what originally could only ignite a candle with a small spell could now transform into flames blasting for hundreds of meters.
In such an environment...
Tilan had never felt her mind so clear, her thoughts so agile, as if previously, due to insufficient energy supply, her performance had not fully manifested. Just by a mere change of thought, the consciousness of hundreds in the research institute was scanned by her, and she knew the emotions and vague thoughts in everyone's hearts.
