After storing Ditto in a Magitech Card, Dark replenished its magic power as he walked toward the small pile of black dust.
Only when he reached the black dust did he crouch down and take a small bottle from his backpack, preparing to collect the powder inside.
After all, it had been the strongest monster they had hunted since entering the dungeon. Even if these scraps were useless, they could at least serve as proof and raise his standing a little in Professor Nini's eyes.
The final exam results would be converted into temporary credits and added to each house's total score.
When the time came, only the house with the highest score would earn the chance to make a wish to the Holy Grail.
Dark was still counting on the Holy Grail to raise the level of either [Meditation Art] or [Soul-Lost Curse].
Though individual credits were but a drop in the bucket, without accumulating small steps, how could one travel a thousand miles?
He pulled out a glove from the side pocket of his backpack. Only after putting it on did he reach toward the black powder.
After pinching up a little and crushing it between his fingers, he discovered that the black powder resembled some kind of black crystal. It did not look at all like the remains of a monster.
Suddenly, his brows furrowed. He reached out again and brushed aside the upper layer of black powder. Sure enough, he found a black crystal the size of a ping-pong ball beneath it!
This black crystal did seem somewhat like a core material.
After carefully picking it up and examining it, he found that it had eighteen faces in total. Every face was unexpectedly flat and mirror-smooth, filled with the beauty of geometry.
"But what can this