Whatever fate ultimately befell the leader of the men in black, Benjamin had no interest in finding out.
After seeing the state of the camp through Jack, there was only one thing Benjamin truly cared about: that Spatial Passage Array.
On the surface, the thing looked laughably crude.
The runes were not exactly a mess, but they were certainly far from orderly. The energy circuits had not been arranged in the most rational way either, and vast amounts of high-grade materials had even been crudely welded together.
If a true high-level array was compared to an instrument of ultimate precision, then what these men in black had created was like someone taking apart an expensive Alchemy core, then forcibly hammering it back together with an Iron Hammer and a welding torch.
"What a waste of heaven's gifts!" Benjamin shook his head as he examined the array before him with his mental power.
He said that because his mental power had penetrated those outer shells and seen the structure deep within the array's core.
"How interesting—"
With a wave of his hand, a large number of runes were projected into the air.
Benjamin continuously stripped away the useless outer structures, finally revealing the true core hidden deep inside.
Once he had fully analyzed those things, the ease vanished completely from Benjamin's face. "This thing—is no simple matter."
Though it had been built into a complete mess, that was only because the craftsmanship of those men in black was poor.
Its most fundamental theoretical framework was still plainly visible.
"What a terrifying level of technology—"
Its theoretical depth had already reached a remarkably high level. Though it was completely different from the Wizard Civilization's system, it was absolutely just as efficient!
Benjamin could say with certainty that the person who had designed