After more than sixteen thousand years, the Morningstar Golem "Kexviya" had finally been declared a success. Feeling the high-quality weapon with formidable combat power lurking in his shadow and sorting through the knowledge he had gained through practice during this alchemical project, Punk finally felt that he had truly become a "traditional mage" with relatively well-rounded qualities in every aspect.
Wasn't a spellcaster supposed to have ample trump cards, flexible methods, and a safe position where they could attack when advancing and defend when retreating at any time? The way Punk had previously fought alone would have been considered reckless and foolhardy even in the ancient Netheril era. As the Archmages once put it—how could it count as "a mage's battle" without a combat golem accompanying them? How was that any different from ordinary people fighting tigers and wolves barehanded without using weapons?
Although that statement was somewhat exaggerated, from a safety standpoint, the Archmages' "lesson" still counted as a prudent warning.
Fortunately, however, the current "Whisper of Destruction" was unquestionably an incredible Legendary existence. Even in the dark era of Legendary Islands, through unrelenting effort and risk-taking, he had temporarily moved beyond the awkward stage of "fighting beasts barehanded." Next, the exquisite Kexviya would become the spellcaster's blade and bring a brand-new, all-encompassing terror to his enemies!
"Golems, magic equipment, professional level, abundant spells, and trump cards... Once I finish renovating the magic tower, I'll be a Morningstar Professional without flaws or weaknesses."
Calmly taking out a Morris Emerald Fruit and steeping himself a cup of tea, the Morningstar Mage standing on the floor of the dim laboratory gently inhaled the sweet fragrance drifting from the steaming liquid. He felt utterly delighted.
Although Punk's Emerald Fruit Tea always lacked many of Sebastian's careful details and patient steps, the spellcaster