When the Church's Holy Sword was brought out, the entire cave seemed to brighten several shades.
Holy light flowed along the blade, casting fine patterns of light across the rock walls.
Xiaoxiao floated over and looked down at it. "It's pretty. It feels a little wasteful to throw it in."
"Yeah, it does feel a little wasteful," Beni echoed.
Wu Heng glanced at the Holy Sword. "No matter how pretty it is, we can't use it. Rather than keep it as decoration, we might as well take a gamble and make it useful."
The Empress Dowager said from the side, "You two stop causing trouble. If you want something pretty, have a craftsman forge one after we get back. What did we come all this way for?"
"I just think it's a shame because it looks nice," Xiaoxiao muttered, hiding behind Wu Heng. "Auntie, you sound like our school disciplinarian!"
The Empress Dowager rolled her eyes at her. "I'll take that as a compliment."
"Then I'm melting it!" Wu Heng said, releasing his grip.
The Holy Sword fell vertically into the lava. Amid the rolling bubbles, bursts of golden light occasionally erupted before gradually being swallowed completely.
Smelting (47.8%)
Wu Heng raised an eyebrow.
It had increased by 23.3%.
A Holy Sword regarded by the Church as one of its core weapons had only increased the progress by a little over 23% here.
But compared to what had gone in before, that actually seemed like quite a lot.
After all, that entire bag of fragments had only increased it by 24%.
Next, Wu Heng took out the Papal Crown. Several gemstones embedded at its peak refracted the light.
This time, Granda spoke up as well. "There are so many gemstones on it. Should we pry them off first...?"
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