In truth, Ian was more anxious than anyone.
He didn't know how long this War would last, only that once it ended, his performance would attract a great deal of attention.
At that point, the abnormalities about him would put him in an extremely dangerous position.
The Deep Red Royal Court's overall strength was slightly greater than that of the Shadow Moon Tower, but in a large-scale War like this, you couldn't determine the victor just by looking at the superficial strength of both sides.
He suppressed his restless thoughts and continued to study the Concentration Potion formula on the table, his brow gradually furrowing.
The complexity of the formula, recorded on special Magic Skin Paper, was somewhat beyond his expectations.
