DING.
A crisp, soft sound came from the discharge port.
Then, a diamond-shaped Crystal, the size of a fist, rolled slowly out of the pipe. It was a solid ice-blue, its surface shimmering with a brilliant radiance like starlight.
It lay quietly on the cold metal floor, exuding a pure, vast, and terrifying aura that seemed to stand above all things.
The moment the Crystal appeared, all the Ice Elements within the workshop, as if summoned by an Emperor, frantically converged on it, forming a visible halo of ice-blue light around it.
"This is..."
Mage Delin strode forward, reaching out to touch the Crystal.
But his fingers stopped abruptly when they were still a dozen centimeters away from it.
A thin but indestructible layer of Frost had materialized on his fingertips.
"Such an overbearing Law of Ice..."
Mage Delin's eyes were filled with shock.
"This is... an Ice Origin Crystal."
