Angel opened his eyes, stretched lazily, and rose to his feet.
He had just made another trip to the Dream Wilderness, where he had left a message for the offline Sanders through Tree Chat about Black Earl and Augustine, whom he had encountered within the alchemical anomaly.
Angel did not know whether the current Noah Clan had any connection to that Augustine from Abyss City. Whether it was coincidence or a genuine link, he had decided to tell Sanders, who knew about Abyss City, first.
As for Iron Armor Granny and the others, Angel had not said much. They also knew that Abyss City existed within the Nightmare Realm, but what lay within was a secret of Demon Illusion Island. Since Sanders had never mentioned it, Angel naturally could not say more.
After returning to reality, Angel finally prepared to inspect the short sword he had forged.
Dangros was gripping the short sword in his hand, leaping and hopping about as he swung it wildly. As a result, the entire underground cave kept flashing with starlike specks of golden light.
"Stop playing around. Let me see the short sword." Angel put an end to Dangros's mad antics.
Dangros obediently stopped swinging it at once. Using two fingers as feet, he hopped and staggered over to Angel, then handed him the short sword.
Angel examined the short sword for a while. It was more or less as he had imagined: it could be used as a top-tier mid-grade alchemical weapon. It possessed armor-piercing, sharpness, and tearing effects. The first two were ordinary; most sharp weapons carried such magic patterns. Only the final tearing effect was somewhat interesting. Once torn open, a wound would bleed without end, and healing spells below the level of sorcery would be unable to treat it.
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