Great Sword
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Yes, of course."
Yatsek nodded and waved his hand to call the people from the Chambers of Commerce behind him.
"Come over and help."
Soon, under the old man's signal, a circle of necromancers gathered around the huge rock and pressed their hands on it.
Mental strength was injected.
Ambay was in charge.
The giant-sized soul crystal was stimulated, and dark patterns gradually appeared on the surface of the stone.
Fang Heng stood in the crowd and observed carefully.
Unfortunately, he was too far away and still could not tell how this group of people operated.
It seemed to be a technique related to runes.
The whole process of injecting mental strength lasted for ten minutes.
Ambay withdrew his hand.
Upon closer inspection, the giant-sized soul crystal was much brighter than before. There were even fine patterns on its surface.