At the end of the underground tunnel, the dull rumbling gradually ceased.
Five custom-made Mining Golems returned in a single file to the fully enclosed unloading area. Their once pitch-black armor was now coated in what looked like a thin layer of white frost—the telltale sign of residual high-intensity crystallization radiation.
"So this is the first batch of 'devil's candy'?"
Allen watched as a mechanical arm carefully extracted chunks of ore that emanated a hazy glow from the Golems' cargo bays.
A total of two hundred eighty-two standard units of raw Crystallized Seed ore.
They were quickly sealed into dozens of custom-made Rune isolation containers. Even through layers of protection, Allen could still feel the heart-stopping fluctuations of the fundamental principles at play.
