In the evil chalice filled with a strong rotten stench, the liquid incessantly bubbled, evaporating deadly gas into the jelly-like constantly twisted space fissure.
But the speed seemed a bit too slow, Panic Boiling Stigma Sorcerer appeared somewhat dissatisfied.
Impatient, Panic Boiling took out an astonishingly strong Crystal Core, a World Master's Crystal Core, with at least a quarter of its energy remaining.
Plop!
The Crystal Core was tossed into the goblet by Panic Boiling Stigma Sorcerer's dry, slender fingers, and instantly, the evaporation speed of the pale yellow liquid in the goblet increased several times.
It's uncertain what kind of Sorcery Instrument this is, but no matter the evaporation speed of the pale yellow liquid inside, it never seems to diminish, as if it were endless.
"Oh? Hehehehe, if you add some Soul-devouring Death Flower seed powder, the effect might be even better."
