Upon entering the banquet hall, the scene all around suddenly changed.
Adam looked up and gazed around.
Everywhere he saw, there were shimmering lights.
These lights were peculiar, neither ordinary candlelight nor modern electric lights.
Each resembled a small sun-like orb, suspended in mid-air, casting a bright, gentle glow that emanated warmth.
Adam could sense the warmth of these lights with his spirit.
It was different from magic power and life energy; this seemed to be a foreign power.
"A mage's spell?"
Gazing at the radiance, he pondered this possibility.
Through his keen perception, he noticed detailed inscriptions within each light orb.
These runes served as their core, supporting their structure and allowing them to persist.
This unique presence aroused Adam's curiosity.
"What if I were to engrave this rune on a longsword and combine it with life energy? Would it make the sword more powerful?"
He fleetingly entertained this thought.
"Edward, you made it!"
