Yes, one of them!
Because within this construct foundry in Zelandia, besides that Alloy Armor dragon that nearly filled an entire lava fissure, there was also a separately designated storage area containing a row of humanoid constructs of varying forms and races, encompassing nearly all eleven mainstream classes of Coriel:
Fighter, Paladin, Barbarian, Rogue, Bard, Monk, Cleric, Druid, Ranger, Mage, and Sorcerer.
As for the Silver Dragon body that had inherited Karsus's Heart, it had taken the path of the Arcanist.
As early as ten years ago, Li Wei had considered nearly every possible way to withstand the Deceiver's corruption. Yet regrettably, including the dangerous and unknown option of actively embracing the void, not a single path could guarantee absolute safety.
That was what Li Wei most wanted to gripe about. In the Coriel World, as one traveled farther and farther down a class path, the related talents and feats one awakened were actually uncontrollable!
It was like playing a gacha machine—you needed a certain amount of luck.
And Li Wei's luck... had always been mystifying.
Call him lucky? Back when he had tried to use [Otherworld Summoning] to bind himself a "baby," he had tried seven Outer Planes in a row, and every single one had summoned some big shot he couldn't afford to provoke!
To the point that even now, he didn't dare enter those Outer Planes lightly, terrified those big shots might be squatting at the door, waiting to camp his corpse.
But call him unlucky? Which one of those seven big shots wasn't a standout of their respective plane? Any one of them could have counted as an SSR card, right?
And after getting so fired up that he had recklessly courted death seven times in a row, yet still returned alive and intact—not to mention