A small figure sat legs crossed in the midst of what looked like gigantic black mountains, however, if one were to look closely one would realize they weren't mountains but shadow puppets, that were guarding Ainz as he cultivated.
Two vortexes were on his hands, constantly absorbing dark and gaseous mana into his cores, as Ainz trained both his body and cores at the same time, even though the process was taxing for his body and sea of consciousness, he thought it was negligible and continued.
Eventually, he opened his eyes as dawn came.
When Ainz opened his eyes some of his mental energy had been depleted, and he felt his body was sore and tired from the intensive training, but he simply ignored it.
One month had eventually passed since the events with other students, and Ainz was able to finally level up once again.
