Do not underestimate a difference of a few micrometers. If the naked eye could discern an error of several micrometers, then with equipment, one could detect differences down to thousandths of a micrometer.
The mage's lips trembled. "You mean... that thing?"
Ankhseram covered her mouth and laughed. "Yes, yes, the Holy Mark."
The mage hurriedly lowered his head. The Holy Mark was not technology belonging to this world, but a powerful form of technology from another world. It was something between an ability and a piece of equipment.
It could be inscribed onto a person's body, after which it could enhance that person's abilities to a certain extent—much like gaining a passive effect in an online game novel.
Ankhseram had learned this technique during one of her travels through another dimension. Of course, rather than calling it learning, it would be more accurate to call it plundering. As long as one's body could bear it, a Holy Mark could be inscribed onto them, granting tremendous enhancements.
The extent of that enhancement could even surpass one's level.
According to Ankhseram, Holy Marks had already become widespread in that world. Those who possessed three Holy Marks were called Saint Fighters. Saint Fighter did not refer solely to warriors, but was a collective term for mages, archers, warriors, knights, and the like. Each Holy Mark enhanced humans differently. Lower-grade ones might offer only five percent, but high-grade ones could provide nearly a thirty percent increase. That was already enough to cross levels!
After Ankhseram brought the technique back, quite a few people in the temple did study it. However, a problem soon emerged: their precision was not up to standard. At first, it was thought to be an issue with the equipment, but they later discovered that inscribing Holy Marks required a certain