Within the array, the two clusters of runes began to shift. The ten special runes encircling the formation started from the top and gradually turned blood-red, one after another.
The marquis unconsciously held his breath, his gaze following the runes as they slowly rotated, his deep eyes fixed and unblinking.
As time passed, the changes gradually ceased. In both smaller rings, the number of blood-red runes stopped at nine, while the last remaining rune still flickered with a faint bluish glow.
"Both bloodline concentrations have reached Level Nine, Marquis!"
The mage stared at the changes in the array, speaking with a hint of awe.
"Hm—"
The marquis responded lightly, his tone betraying neither joy nor anger, yet the corner of his mouth curved in a subtle, almost imperceptible smile.
At this moment, his eyes were locked on the opposite side of the array—on a rune that appeared strangely three-dimensional.
The bloodline results had already appeared, but this rune showed no reaction at all.
Watching the unresponsive rune, the marquis frowned slightly.
The observing mage, noting the marquis's expression, felt a cold sweat form. He secretly wondered if he had drawn one of the lines incorrectly.
The seer standing beside them gently touched the array. Instantly, the rune burst into a brilliant white light. Seeing this, the marquis exhaled deeply, a wide and irrepressible smile spreading across his face.
"Soul Synchronization Rate: one hundred percent, esteemed Marquis."
The mage finally relaxed and hurried to report.
"Hahahaha—good! Excellent!"
The marquis laughed heartily, his rising mood lifting his tone by half a pitch.
(lol and bruh)