Two years later.
Looking at the divine artifact he had painstakingly crafted.
Kaisa's face was filled with undisguised delight.
He could not help thinking:
'I'm such a fucking genius!'
Yes, in merely two years, he had already made considerable progress in the profession of Divine Artifact Craftsman.
Aside from his own talent.
The Power Stone in Kaisa's hand had also played an exceptionally important role.
It had increased his learning efficiency severalfold!
Thinking of the benefits the Power Stone had brought him.
His heart could not help growing heated.
Countless visions of a wonderful future instinctively arose within him.
But soon.
After thinking of something.
A trace of helplessness gradually appeared in Kaisa's eyes.
This was because his younger brother—Mishra's attitude toward him had recently undergone some subtle changes.
And the cause of it was precisely the Power Stone in his hand.
Just like Kaisa.
Mishra was also a genius-level Divine Artifact Craftsman.
That was both a good thing and a bad thing.
It gave both of them reasons why they could not give up those two secret treasures.
But only when the Power Stone and Weak Stone were gathered in the hands of the same person could they exert their greatest effect...
And whether it was Kaisa or Mishra, these two people who had gradually come to love the profession of Divine Artifact Craftsman and believed it could fulfill their lifelong aspirations, clearly could not possibly relinquish the fate of their latter half of life.
Therefore.
Before these two secret treasures, the once inseparable brotherly bond between them gradually developed cracks.
Although things had not yet reached the point of brothers killing each other, the seeds of conflict had undoubtedly already appeared.
And that conflict continued to grow with the passage of time...
Only at this point.
Did Kaisa