Iron Crown's face was set in a deep frown, unusual considering who he was. His gaze was locked on the child god on the screen, and he was going over everything again and again in his mind.
'He negated the mana.'
They had all figured it out the instant it happened. They had even noticed when he had started trying to glimpse the world's mana signature.
But the fact that they understood it didn't make it any less jarring.
'How is this possible?' That was the question ringing in all their minds.
Mana signatures were complex, extremely so. They weren't things you could simply see and comprehend. What Atticus had just achieved couldn't be stressed enough.
Copying the mana signature of a barrier was already considered advanced.
Copying the signature of another being was rarer still, only possible for a very select few, and even then, it took time and effort, like hacking into a heavily secured system.
