If he used this for the full five minutes, more than half of his points would be gone.
How could his heart not ache at the cost!
"Son of a bitch! I have to pay to use my own item. What a garbage game!"
Despite his inner grumbling, Su Mo did not slow down in the slightest. He hurried to a relatively flat area and neatly spread the Magic Carpet over the snow. He immediately sat on it and began chanting, "I'm going to fly!"
WHOOSH...
Like the great roc rising with the wind in a single day, soaring ninety thousand miles into the sky!
The moment that flimsy, slightly comical four-word incantation slipped from Su Mo's lips, a faint cyclone naturally formed beneath the Magic Carpet. It was as if a massive, invisible hand was lifting it from below. The next instant, under the control of Su Mo's mind, the Magic Carpet completely took off from the ground. It wrapped around its passenger and shot toward East Long Mountain like a meteor!
