Magic power was the foundation of his strength, the key to casting his spells.
Yet in this age, before the Red Comet had streaked across the sky, when the world's magical energy was at a "low ebb," his reserves of magic power were limited.
Every spell of any significant scale required careful calculation, lest he exhaust them.
That constraint had always been his greatest underlying concern, limiting both his power and his plans.
If Janice's deduction was correct, if this black stone truly contained an immense quantity of magic power and converted it into pure magic power for storage, even serving as a massive "magical battery" from which he could draw at any time...
Then he would shatter the magical shackles of this age once and for all.
He would no longer need to calculate the cost of every spell with painstaking care. He could spend his magic power without restraint.
He imagined a future battlefield where he no longer had to let the Dragon Spirit Guardians suffer the disadvantages of naval combat. Instead, he would transform into a Great Dragon and unleash Dragonfire That Burns All, reducing Salladhor's fleet, the armed merchant ships of Lys, and even the fleet of Tyrosh to charred wreckage floating on the sea.
That would be overwhelming power.
Liu Qian touched the enormous, unfathomably dark black stone that swallowed the light. It felt cold and clammy beneath his fingers, but the system gave no response.
He frowned. If this black stone truly contained magic power, the system should have been able to absorb it directly.
What exactly had gone wrong?
Liu Qian carefully examined the mysterious patterns on the black stone. They were remnants of Blood Magic.
He sighed. Perhaps the Blood Magic on the stone blocked the system's absorption, and he needed some