In Wang Yuanwei's eyes, a hint of fear flashed, and his face showed a trace of depression.
The direction he focuses on is the science of seal patterns, but now... the alchemists of the Sin Domain have actually developed methods to suppress or even eliminate the science of seal patterns.
It's equivalent to rendering everything he was proud of his entire life to nothing, disappearing like smoke, losing its effectiveness.
This blow to Wang Yuanwei is no different from "the nonexistence of physics" to a scientist.
"What did you say?!"
Upon hearing Wang Yuanwei's words, Fang Yu was shocked: "Are you saying... the enchanted modifications on our ships have completely lost their effectiveness?"
"Uh... not completely lost. Once you leave the range of Meat Mountain, they can be restored."
"And it also depends on the alchemist's seal pattern ability. For example, my seal pattern can still function at twenty percent under the influence of Meat Mountain."
