Chapter 54: The Blacksmith's Boon
The underground workshop was sweltering.
Draven stood in front of the heavy iron workbench. He raised his hand and focused his mind.
When he first awakened the Epic Sign-In System, his storage space was the size of a small military footlocker.
But now? Fueled by his massive mana reserves, the dimensional pocket had expanded to the size of a commercial warehouse.
It was a literal void under his complete control.
With a flick of his wrist, Draven deposited the stolen high-grade Cult treasury onto the table.
CLATTER!
Dozens of high-grade elemental cores hit the iron surface. Vials of refined stardust shimmered under the flickering forge lights.
Cole Rust dropped his heavy hammer.
He stared at the pile of priceless magical materials. His eyes widened in absolute shock. He knew exactly what this highly illegal loot was.
The whole city was currently burning as factions killed each other over these exact resources.
