After the gold had cooled, Levin took out the second magic array, exchanged a look with Marvin, and began to mobilize his magic power.
A dim light appeared within the magic array, and the cyclone emerged once again, sweeping away the stuffy heat within the room. The air converged towards the cyclone in Levin's hands, and this time...
The power of the cyclone had intensified significantly. The iron fittings on the wall were lifted into the air by the current, as if attracted by a magnet, all pointing towards the cyclone in Levin's hands,
roughly reaching the strength of an 8-grade fan.
Halting the magic array, Levin's eyes widened in surprise, his disbelief evident as he said, "Is it really related to the mold?"
He hurriedly compared it with the first magic array he had created, but no matter how hard he looked, he couldn't find any differences.
Seeing this, Marvin narrowed his eyes and said softly, "Geometric mathematics..."
"What?"
