Zhang Menglong had long prepared to help them break the formation of that shackle.
The Magic Array Zhang Menglong studied was far more advanced than that of Ainos, so he could break it almost effortlessly, sometimes even resolving one in a minute.
In front of him, it was like an assembly line, one hand unsealing, the other collecting money.
Raditz was so overwhelmed that he almost couldn't count anymore; he'd never seen so many treasures in his life!
Soon, other human magicians gathered nearby.
But the number of warcrafts on that island was too many; even if ten thousand people entered together, they'd likely be swallowed by a single top-level warcraft.
After consulting with everyone, they finally gathered in another nearby sea area, not far from this island.
"Where are those three from the Mosla Empire?"
They counted the numbers; almost none of the ten thousand were missing, after all, the space just opened, unless those particularly unlucky, they shouldn't have died by now.
