Elian's POV
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"Gods fucking damn it."
He grunted, eyes flickering between silver and violet light while his palms stayed etched to the Central Runic Core's cold surface.
A few seconds ago he'd succeeded in something… barely.
With the system's help, he managed to scan and identify the main components and three main purposes of the core.
One was powering the Obsidian Tower and all its runic formations, hex rooms, and any other major part of the structure meant to hold massive amounts of mana.
The second was a hidden ritual node—the specific spell instructions within it that were one of the many formations powering Amara's continental ritual.
Finally, of course… it kept all the crystal buildings afloat, including the tower itself.
Elian had managed to discontinue the formations connected to the continental spell.
[Continental Synchronisation interrupted.]
[Current synchronisation dropped from 15.2% to 11.6%.]
