The fairies could seize resource points.
They could only be fast, not slow!
Dark merely glanced around once before slapping one palm against one of the walls.
If fairies came to cause trouble, he had to break the illusion before they did.
In short, it was a race.
Bang!
Sure enough, at his slap, the blood on the wall suddenly shifted, rapidly condensing into an extremely complex passage of Magitech Language.
Though the thick blood flowing across the walls caused instinctive physical revulsion, refusing to touch it for that reason alone would leave him trapped here until he was judged to have failed and expelled from the Blood Room.
Moreover, the magical reaction from the wall was extremely obvious. The key to breaking the illusion was undoubtedly on the wall.
After modifying the first character, blood no longer flowed from the cracks in the Blood Room's walls.
After modifying the second character, the blood that had risen to his ankles suddenly receded.
Yet with a mastery of Magitech Language far beyond that of a second-year student, Dark saw through the intricacies of this passage at a single glance.
He immediately gathered magic power at his fingertips and attempted to alter the characters, re-editing the passage of Magitech Language.
When he came back to his senses, Dark had already left the Blood Room.
Standing steadily in the doorway, he noticed a blood-red flower blooming atop the lectern. An elite-class monster crawled out from its bud, revealing a savage face.
After modifying the third character, all the blood in the space vanished.
After modifying the fourth character, the entire passage of Magitech Language suddenly shone. Its radiance illuminated the whole Blood Room, gradually swallowing his vision.
"Cat Punch!" came a sharp cry.
In that instant, a snowy-white figure flashed past him like