What kind of life Ganatica lived in hell, what journey she experienced, and what fluctuations arose in her heart were all difficult for anyone to know. Perhaps Grand Duke Oakris, who had been fighting alongside the Legendary warrior near the Belaishius Rift, might have noticed something, but the Legendary Mage diligently studying the Morningstar Golem in his magic tower clearly knew nothing of it.
Of course, Punk had no interest in such matters either. All he cared about was the steady stream of resources the youthful avenger obtained from the Blood War being delivered into his hands. Beyond that, there were far too many more important matters demanding the caster's attention, and far too many achievements and gains worthy of a Legendary Mage's delight.
For example... successfully creating a semi-finished Morningstar Golem was undoubtedly enough to fill Punk with pride and joy!
After a full fifty-four thousand, seven hundred and eighty-six years and nine months of effort, after exhausting every resource at his disposal and every gift bestowed by the "President," after using everything that could possibly be useful and coming just short of dismantling his own magic tower to plug the gaps, "Whisper of Destruction" had finally completed the most complex, most difficult, and highest-tier alchemical creation of his life so far—a semi-finished Morningstar Golem!
As the last blazing rune cooled and the final Magic Lock energy core was placed into the open slot of the golem, the construction of this seemingly complete Legendary creation finally reached a temporary conclusion!
Of course, a semi-finished product was still a semi-finished product. The entirely black golem, whose shell had not even been fully assembled, still lay motionless on the experimental table. Its most important information-processing device—the "virtual soul"—had yet to be installed, and countless pipes had to connect her energy circuits