In a highly secured underground chamber, Marlow stood at the edge of the room, watching the spectacular event unfold with hope and anticipation.
All three of them had sworn a mana oath, agreeing to Bunosilo's conditions. Furthermore, the old man had even allowed Marlow to personally witness the process so that it would make his future advancement smoother.
Glancing at the small disk embedded in the center of the room, Marlow's heart was filled with disbelief.
The mana-gathering runic formation, he thought in awe.
It attracts the mana from the surroundings and funnels it into a targeted location, making the mana density in that place exponentially higher.
I never thought such a thing was even possible! Just where did Lord Bunosilo even get it? And to think that he would even gift such an invaluable item to us…
Suddenly, the air shifted.
Marlow's ruby eyes narrowed.
It has begun!
