While his teammates spoke in low voices outside, Gauss had already entered a state of deep meditation inside.
He sat in a simply furnished room.
A magic circle had been drawn on the floor with special pigment made from ground magic crystals. At one end stood Gauss; at the other lay a mid-grade magic crystal radiating a deep ocher glow.
With the magic circle's help, pure magical energy poured into Gauss's body like a steady, gentle stream.
It mingled and resonated with the Mana Cup already brimming inside him.
"Hum! Hum! Hum!"
Ripples spread out from his body in widening rings.
Level 5 really was a special level.
Gauss felt that his Mana Cup was unusually active this time, greedily absorbing the energy.
Then it released a much stronger torrent of magic, surging through his body.
He felt a faint warmth begin to spread within him as the magic coursing through his body formed a wondrous, harmonious resonance.
With each surge, his magic grew rapidly and underwent some kind of change.
It was as if he were in the middle of a vast ocean, battered again and again by incoming waves.
Yet overall, the sensation brought no pain—only an unusual feeling of fullness.
Complex, profound runic patterns surfaced on the Mana Cup's surface, stretching its walls and expanding outward as they reinforced them, increasing its capacity.
No one knew how much time had passed.
The mid-grade magic crystal before Gauss had grown much dimmer.
By contrast, his body was now shrouded in a layer of pure white radiance, lending him an indescribable air.
After such a long exchange of energy, the capacity of his Mana Cup—the source of a Magic User's power—had doubled.
The magic flowing from the cup had increased significantly in both volume and speed.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"