Everyone in the screening room stared at the screen in dumbfounded shock.
They exchanged looks, seeing the same bewilderment on one another's faces. At last, everyone else turned their eyes toward Constantine, because he was obviously the expert in the occult.
Constantine looked equally confused, but he recovered faster than the others. He stood there and thought silently for several dozen seconds before cautiously saying, "I can't be sure. I've never seen this type of magic circle. It could be one, but from the perspective of Runeology, its structure is a little too simple."
Constantine held both hands out in front of himself and said, "Runes are usually complicated, not to make things difficult for mages, but to prevent coincidences. They have to possess complex logic. Otherwise, wouldn't things like trademarks be liable to overlap with magic circles?"
"There were indeed some extremely simple yet immensely powerful magic circles in ancient times, but they usually required tremendous power to sustain them."
Bruce continued, "Because without specific runes to amplify the power, the caster himself has to be strong enough. The person sustains the magic circle, rather than the magic circle helping the person."
Constantine stared at him with wide eyes. Bruce still said calmly, "I'm certain that none of the runes and magic circles I know have a pattern like this."
"I memorized them all." Bruce cut off Constantine before he could speak. Constantine immediately looked incredulous, but just as he was about to say something, the screen lit up again.
Little Bruce on the screen had already sat up from the operating table and was saying something to Schiller. Owen turned the sound back on, but unlike before, the audio was now filled with constant crackling static.
The once-clear image was also intermittently streaked with snowy interference, as if