"Peace be with you, esteemed Sorcerer Ivan."
"Boss, your research has ended, the harvest this time must be quite significant, right?"
This day, within a spacious testing ground on the second floor of the tower, Ivan had summoned Thomas, Locke, Lilith, and others. Not far behind him, a runes sorcery array had been meticulously inscribed.
The formation was the 'Black Magic Wind Fire Ritual Cocoon Array,' but it was only a small part of it.
"Locke, step onto it and I will extract that Confinement Power from you," Ivan pointed to the center of the runes sorcery array and said.
"Haha, I knew you had a way, boss." Locke stepped into the center of the formation, his face overflowing with expectancy.
Watching this scene, Thomas was even more excited.
