Charles turned a deaf ear to the barking of those two defeated sixth-rank dogs.
Instead, he began designing.
He designed Kolsama to be forged into an executioner's greatsword.
An executioner's greatsword was the Balor's favorite weapon.
Balors were immensely powerful to begin with, and wielding such a weapon was like adding flowers to brocade.
Kolsama's corpse was powerful enough, but it was still not enough.
A vast quantity of materials still needed to be added.
Ordinary forging methods would not work either; an even more powerful furnace was needed.
Only after finishing the weapon's design did Charles say with a sigh, "It seems my plans came a little too early."
"There are even more things that need preparing."
To realize Charles's idea, ordinary furnaces could no longer possibly accomplish it.
At first, Charles teleported the wizard tower back to Millstone Fortress.
There was a vast range of volcanoes here, and this was where Charles had operated for the longest time.
There was also a massive amount of fire magic power beneath it.
But Charles soon abandoned the idea.
Even highly concentrated fire magic power could not alter Kolsama's corpse.
Much less fuse a massive amount of materials into that corpse.
Within Kolsama's heart core, his soul clamored, "Hahahaha! You want to forge a weapon from my corpse? You're thinking far too simply!"
"With these ordinary furnaces, just wait. Perhaps after several hundred years, you'll manage to forge it successfully!"
Holding his heart core, Charles said blandly, "Don't be in such a hurry. I'll find a way."
After discarding the first method,
Charles quickly thought of a second: using the highly crucial Fire Elemental Plane to fuse materials into Kolsama's corpse.
But after thinking it over, he gave up on that idea as well.
The elemental plane was far too useful