The Magic Power of the Miracle flowed through the Magic Veins in the sky, all of it converging into the Golden Flame-wreathed Wind-Fire Wheel. The wheel then transformed into two streaks of golden light and shot over to Isaac.
At the same time, as the Miracle Ceremony concluded, the Barrier enveloping the battlefield dissipated. Outside, the Ogres, filled with pent-up rage, roared at the heavens. They charged at Isaac, hurling rocks and firing Magic Cannons as they came.
However, all their attacks came to an abrupt halt just a meter away from Isaac!
Authority Magic: Arrogant Turtle!
'So this is a Magical Treasure?' Isaac acted as if he hadn't even seen the Ogres' attacks. He calmly sized up the spinning Wind-Fire Wheel before him, a glint flickering in his eyes. Then, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Because he couldn't figure anything out about it!
This was the first time his Analysis Authority had ever encountered such a situation!
