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"Are you going to answer me or not? What is happening here?"

The veins on Crawford's forehead throbbed as he patiently waited for Grandmaster Acalan, but the other party continued to gaze at the display silently. That too, he was not looking at Liam. Rather, he was watching Derek.

"There is nothing to say. I simply do not have the answers for you."

"You are lying."

"Hmmm. Is that so?"

Crawford's mustache twitched. This senile fool was too infuriating. However, he had to be patient because this person was a Grandmaster of forging. If anyone had the answers, then it was this person.

"Fine. Let this be." Crawford waved his hand, and the display changed to reveal Liam, who was busily feeding the different weapons to the sword.

"What is he doing? What is that sword? I am not able to sense it."

"Ba Ha Ha Ha. Do you intend to steal every little thing from him or what? What is that sword? It must be something insignificant. Why are you interested in that?"

Crawford stared silently at the guy, not able to believe his words.

"It doesn't look that simple, Acalan. Are you trying to pull one over me?"

"Ha Ha Ha Ha." Grandmaster Acalan smiled.

"I am not doing anything. What are you talking about? I just here to watch the show."

"Fine. As long as you say like that. Don't interfere in my business." Seeing that he was not going to get anything else, the guy silently left to return back to his private chambers.

"It doesn't matter whether that fool tells me or not. Soon all the items will be mine." He went back to stare at Liam, who was still busily working.

He cleared up a lot of space in his inventory slots by taking them all out for the sword to eat. Luna's heart ached to see all the shiny things being eaten up.

However, Liam was not done yet. He had filled almost 99% of the quota, but he had special plans for the last few spots.

With a small sigh, he turned to take the dark purple sword next to him.

"I guess I am going all in now?" He fed his best weapon, the semi-epic grade sword, to the black dragon as well.

Now he needed exactly ten more weapons to finish this transaction.

"Time to get busy." Liam stood up and started throwing a bunch of ores into the burning furnace. He then started forging.

"What the hell?" The old man's eyes widened to see this scene. No matter how he looked, everything Liam did was perfect.

His stance, his technique, his knowledge in forging, and more importantly, the final product, which turned out to be another semi-epic grade sword.

The finished weapon looked just like the dark purple sword that he was using before.

"So this brat personally forged the sword?" Crawford's eyeballs almost fell out seeing the final product. Now he understood why the old guy was favoring him so much.

Someone being able to craft a first-class weapon like this, that too at such a young age, was truly hard to come by. Just as he was about to change his mind, he remembered something else.

This brat crafted not only weapons but also potions!

"So you want to swallow a mountain? Bah! Even though you are talented, you are still useless. You need some good guidance. Maybe… just maybe, I will consider not killing you." He murmured in a low voice as he continued to observe Liam.

The next 24 hours flew by in a jiffy, and Liam was at the last weapon as he had planned.

<Ding. Forging is successful> He received the main notification. He took the tenth and final weapon that was shimmering on the anvil and then directly fed it to the black dragon sword.

Each of the last ten weapons was semi-epic grade, and the sword's aura had become several times stronger after consuming these powerful weapons.

Semi-epic grade weapons that would probably go for 100 gold coins or even more in the auction house were simply being fed like snacks to the sword. So this much was to be expected.

Liam took a deep breath and placed the last sacrifice on the weapon. The next instant, the black dragon sword unleashed a huge earth-shattering roar.

The countless dragon souls forged as a weapon bubbled out to take their revenge and morphed into a huge formless head. Only two sharp slit-like eyes were visible.

These eyes turned to gaze at Liam and fixated on him with anger and hatred filled them. Liam also did not cower away. He stared back at the abomination unfazed.

He still did not know what power the last player held. So to avoid any unexpected surprises, he needed this sword to submit to him.

However, that was easier said than done. A powerful aura swept up the place, and Liam was sitting at the center of it. His clothes had already disintegrated, and several cuts appeared on his body as well.

Liam grunted and refused to budge from this place. It was shocking to see dead souls possessing such terrifying power. Perhaps it was unwise to unlock all the seals in this sword.

But for now, he needed this seal to break.

"Come on." He shouted and held strong. The powerful aura paid him no heed as waves after waves of pure mana lashed out at him.

If it were any other player, they would have already disintegrated under pressure exerted by such pure energy, but Liam quickly acted.

He rotated his mana core to gather this unadulterated pure mana. His red-colored mana core thrummed alive as it began rotating rapidly. It was sucking all of these pure mana blasts greedily.

"You should not attack a mage with pure mana." Liam smiled.

The dragons howled in rage. They were not done yet. This was just the beginning.

As if challenging him to see just how much mana he would be able to bear, the dragons started sending out waves after waves without stopping.

"Bring it on," Liam shouted loudly. He was not going to lose this challenge.

He completely focussed on his body and the mana core inside him and started hungrily absorbing all the energy that the dragons were throwing at him.

"Give me more." He roared, challenging the ancient, powerful beasts.

The dragons roared and sent in more.

While these two parties were busy butting heads with each other, the third party who was eavesdropping and peeping in on them had a very different expression.

Energy couldn't be created or destroyed. So, where was all of this mana coming from? The tower master almost shed tears of blood as he continued to watch this unbearable scene.

"Whose money are you using to make a breakthrough? You shameless brat!" The tower master trembled in anger.