He drove this power into his head, first merging it with his eyes.
The fusion process was quick, yet painful. During the process, it felt as though his eyes were pierced a hundred times. After the pain subsided, he opened his eyes again and could see the mystical energy in the air with his naked eyes, without relying on inspiration.
So this is the Secret Magic Knight, allowing mystical pollution to enter the body and using it to directly drive mystical energy.
Simple and brutal enough.
His eyes, polluted or transformed by the Secret Magic Knight, could not only see mystical energy but also vaguely see the lines formed by the mystical ceremony in the air.
The lines of the mystical ceremony overlapped the entire bar like a spider's web. Everyone who entered was prey, and the hunters were the band at the center of the stage.
Taking advantage of the moment when no one noticed him, he began to absorb the free-floating mystical energy and integrate it into himself.
