Third Trial...
Souta looked around. He was in a hall once again. The only difference was that this hall was probably twenty times larger than before. It also has dozens of rooms on each side forming a maze-like appearance. Additionally, the mana density here was terrifyingly high.
Souta walked into one of the rooms. What he found was that several experts were fighting over a single orange grade artifact. The artifact wasn't armor nor a weapon. It was just a small black colored pen.
He could understand why they were so desperate. Artifacts were one of the few things that could increase their strength. They were stuck at B-rank for a long time and training alone would barely increase their strength. Some of them were retired but after hearing the ancient ruin here, they decided to risk everything for a chance to promote their strength.
