Allen set foot in Zone 18.
He did not immediately begin fusing the semi-plane fragment. The closer he got to the precipice of a qualitative change, the colder and more restrained his Mechanical Mind became.
He needed several days for preparations.
Step one: inscribe the "Fortress Workshop Deployment" Witchcraft.
The doors to the Meditation Room slammed shut and locked. Allen sat cross-legged, his Spiritual Power sinking into his Sea of Spirit.
The first Core Witchcraft of a Second-level Wizard was far more complex than anything he had attempted before.
Spatial folding, dimensional anchoring, soul-imprint synchronization—each layer required an extremely high degree of control over his Spiritual Power.
Fortunately, he had been studying this Witchcraft for a long time since purchasing it, and he already knew the inscription path by heart.
'DSeek, activate assistance,' Allen commanded inwardly.
[All processing power allocated. Error monitoring initiated.]
