章 270: Space

Golden Harbor Town, Heath's Lighthouse, laboratory.

Ding! Ding! Dong! Dong! A crisp sound rang out from the laboratory.

In the spacious and spacious laboratory, a huge stone man was lying diagonally against the window. The huge stone arm was placed flat on the ground, and the patterns on the stone body were shimmering with a faint luster.

Beside it, there were also a few large volcanic rocks scattered around.

In front of the golem, Heath was sitting on a small stool, holding a small hammer and chisel in his hand as he knocked against a volcanic rock.

"Rune #3 of Aramsted... Krivette's arrangement..."

The chisel knocked against the volcanic rock, causing sparks to fly. The chisel left one pattern after another on the volcanic rock, forming runes and glyphs.

If there were other Wizards present, they would definitely be able to recognize that these were runes related to space.