A few minutes later, when the purple sphere of light had expanded to a diameter of ten meters, it slowly descended from the sky.
The moment it touched the ground, the sphere shattered with a roar, revealing a core that radiated purple light before the two of them.
Drawn by the core, the fragments burrowed deep into the earth.
At the same time, countless streams of magic power converged here, forming a vortex of mana.
Watching the phenomenon before him, Velin grew increasingly curious about what sort of Magic Potion Workshop would be born from the purple sphere.
Kyle, meanwhile, was more interested in the creation of the purple sphere itself. He had far less interest in the Magic Potion Workshop it produced.
As time passed, hundreds of purple stone pillars of varying shapes rose from the ground. Drawn by the purple core, they arranged themselves neatly in the air.
Upon closer inspection, every pillar was covered in densely packed Secret Script. They shone on their own, drawing in the ambient mana from the air.
When the number of purple stone pillars reached seven hundred and eighty-eight, the ground returned to stillness.
"It's the final stage."
Velin spoke with a trace of excitement.
Hearing this, Kyle once more swept his gaze over the Secret Script on the hundreds of purple stone pillars, committing it to memory so he could study it afterward. Combined with the Transcendent knowledge recorded within Angel's Heart, he would attempt to determine whether it could be replicated through other means.
As for asking Master O'dor, that could wait until after he failed.
After a moment of calm, the purple sphere erupted with a surge of pure mana. It enveloped the seven hundred and eighty-eight stone pillars and, like building blocks, assembled the Purple Condensation Gel Magic