Carium Gate voidspace, the bridge of the Miraculous.
Santiago Bergkamp, lord of the 5th Legion, sat at his control console, starlight flickering in his eyes as he gazed into the void through the full viewing viewport.
The region of space gathered in his eyes was about one hundred and sixty kilometers long and ninety kilometers wide.
Compared to when the Black Emperor had gifted the Miraculous to him, when the area had been about three hundred and eighty kilometers long and one hundred and sixty kilometers wide, it had already shrunk by three-quarters.
Now he only needed to complete the final positioning within this narrow region of space.
In his right hand, Santiago held a brush with a Double-Number Black Gold shaft and a Cold Stone tip, dipping it into the spiritual blood of the Sahar-Duin.
Spirituality spilled from his palm and seeped into the brush. In the manner of an "Astrologer," he guided the brush's flow.
Pale-blue lines flowed from the tip of the brush, sketching line after line across the paper.
Santiago stared at the pale-blue pattern, comparing it with the patterns on the left and right sides of the tabletop, drawn respectively in the blood of a Fenrisian Kraken and a Nocturne Salamanders.
After examining them repeatedly for several seconds, his gaze suddenly sharpened.
In the upper-left region of the two patterns—the Salamanders' blazing color and the pale-blue Sahar-Duin—the diameters of the halos in the node area marked X-19 were slightly different.
The diameter in the Salamanders pattern was about one-fifth larger than the Sahar-Duin's.
After noting down this point of difference, Santiago shifted his gaze again, staring at the deep-blue Kraken and pale-blue Sahar-Duin patterns. In the lower-right region, he found another anomaly.
The pale-blue halo was about one-third smaller than the deep-blue one.
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