Chapter 96: Let’s begin... with the creation of the perfect weapon
Upon entering the vault, the first thing Kael saw was the sign that read "Level 1." Since he had seen it before, he quickly ignored it, as the things on this level did not catch his attention.
In addition, the space he had in the ring with the space rune was limited, so he couldn’t carry many things. However, he didn’t mind, as he had in mind what he wanted.
So he went straight down to "Level 2," where the light became denser, milky white, with iridescent reflections floating in the air.
And he saw this level again, which was like a living archive: diagrams of magic circles drawn in pearlescent ink, alchemy books with polished bone covers.
The architecture was symmetrical, perfect. White shelves floated, slowly rotating in the air, guarded by spheres of light that acted as guardians.
Kael glanced around the room before beginning to move decisively. His footsteps were silent but precise. He picked up several manuals, aura cultures, and a pair of weapons that had caught his eye during his first visit. He didn’t stop to examine them closely; he already knew what he was looking for.
Once he had gathered everything he needed, he wasted no more time on that level. His figure disappeared down the stairs, heading for the top floor of the vault.
Two minutes later, he reached the third level.
A thick, whitish fog covered the room, dense as if the air had been contaminated by centuries of stagnant energy. Unlike the previous floors, this level was rustic, almost primitive. The walls were made of rough stone, without inscriptions or decorations, and the floor creaked under every step.
As he advanced, the fog began to dissipate little by little, revealing holes distributed along the walls. Inside them were the Zu: each with their name, description, and rank carved on metal plates.
Kael walked steadily, inspecting them with calculating eyes. He took what he needed and stored them directly in his space rune ring. He couldn’t afford to waste too much time there. He also picked up some rare materials as he moved, selecting them with the same methodical coldness.
He descended the last flight of stone steps until the deepest level of the library appeared before him. In the center of the room, the Zu that the old man had mentioned on his first visit awaited him.