Inside the spacious hall, Levin looked at the densely packed candles, feeling a tingling on his scalp.
These candles were indistinguishable from the Divine Communication White Candles, seemingly made in imitation.
To find the real Divine Communication White Candle in this vast sea of candles was no easy task.
Using the most foolish method, to test each and every candle, although time-consuming, would surely lead to the real Divine Communication White Candle, but the problem was that Levin didn't have that much time.
Marvin had given him half an hour. He must steal the Divine Communication White Candle and escape within half an hour of Seraphina's departure from Rome.
At this moment...
Fifteen minutes had already passed since Seraphina's departure.
He had only 15 minutes left.
A drop of cold sweat seeped from his forehead. Levin took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and began to think.
If panic were useful, then the world wouldn't have any troubles.