With the sixty seconds displayed on the panel counting down in front of him, Leon did not rush to press the confirmation button immediately.
The choice itself did not truly matter as he was forced to go through with it.
Still, those sixty seconds were valuable, and wasting them would be foolish.
If the system was giving him a short window before locking him inside an unknown area, then he would use that time to prepare as best as he could.
The first thing he did was reach into his [Storage Space] and retrieve the sub-talent scroll dropped by the [God of Magic's Disciple].
The scroll was faintly glowing, thin threads of mana running across its surface like veins.
Even before activating it, Leon could feel that it was far more valuable than any equipment the boss had dropped.
He poured his mana into the scroll without hesitation, then he tore it in half.
Fwoosh! Ding!
