Sylas took deep breaths as he appeared on the cloudy road once again. He felt as though he had already hit his limit. Despite the sudden surge at the end, his brain was almost entirely drained. It was difficult for him to even breathe properly. It was like all the nerves in his body were overloaded.
Without knowing the exact reason he was struggling so much, his gaze couldn't help but be solemn. It was no wonder Nosphaleen took Rune Breath so seriously. Excavating one's potential in this Rune Mastery Realm wasn't easy by any means.
Even if he knew he was struggling so much because of the suppression on Earth's Runes, his reaction wouldn't be much different. That was because whoever could do this-suppressing a generation of Rune Masters-was definitely on a level he couldn't fathom.
He would have to push himself even harder.
With his jaw set, he walked toward the seventh door.
When he entered, he exhaled a long, cold breath.
It wasn't a nine-by-nine grid like he was expecting. Instead, it was a three-by-three grid once again... or so it seemed until it was multiplied three times over.
Before him, a three-by-three-by-three cube floated, each cubicle within carrying a different Rune.
Although there was a core Rune he could take advantage of this time, the configurations were so much more numerous that it was impossible to fathom.
Now that he needed to consider not just the two-dimensional aspects but the three- dimensional, it was like there were far more than just 27 Runes before him.
If each of the Runes had dozens of configurations they could be rotated into, then he was being asked to arrange that many Runes. Rather than 27 Runes, there might as well be thousands in front of him now.
This cube might seem to be on a smaller scale than the eight-by-eight grid he had just completed, but its level of complexity was on a whole other level.
Sylas took a breath and felt that he was at a crossroads. His mind was mush, and there were still two more doors after this, which were undoubtedly severalfold more complicated.
But for some reason, he didn't want to give up. He felt like he was letting someone else win, even if it didn't make any sense.
The feeling of discomfort was subtle, and he somewhat felt like it was an itch at the back of his mind. Something inside of him was stoked, and he almost glared at the cube-shaped grid hovering before him.
A flicker of a flame danced within his eyes, and he focused on the task at hand.
At that moment, it was like a dam had broken in his mind. He didn't have a sudden breakthrough. It was instead like he was a person who was staring at the answers he needed right in front of him yet hadn't noticed until now.
With Rune Soul matched with his visualization, he was already naturally able to see Runes in a three-dimensional form. But why was it that he had only been considering one aspect of them until now?
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