As the dark clouds above Blackrock Mountain gathered to a certain density.
A heavy downpour covering a vast area finally descended on this disaster-stricken region.
Hundreds of years earlier, a gigantic black volcano had torn through the mountains one day, towering over the shattered land.
Since then, rainfall had become a rarity across much of the region around Blackrock Mountain.
Rain this astonishingly heavy had never occurred before!
The Dark Iron Dwarves who had fled to the Burning Steppes brought out all kinds of containers to collect rainwater.
However high their fire resistance was, the Dark Iron Dwarves still needed to drink water.
Although they needed only a little water to keep their bodies functioning normally.
Their water supplies were already running low.
With such a good opportunity before them, they naturally had to hurry to replenish their supplies.
While the Dark Iron Dwarves happily replenished their water supplies, Herad was teleporting the last batch of obsidian.
It was precisely because all the obsidian had been collected that rain began falling across the Blackrock Mountain region.
Herad no longer needed the rainwater to cool the obsidian.
Figuring he might as well put it to use, he spread the rain over a vast stretch of Blackrock Mountain to cool this long-suffering land.
He had collected a great deal of obsidian around Blackrock Mountain.
The target for a two-million-ton Obsidian Warship had been reached.
However, judging by the distribution of obsidian deposits, there was probably still plenty to mine in the Burning Steppes and the Redridge Mountains.
The subsequent survey results were entirely consistent with that pattern.
The obsidian obtained from the Burning Steppes and the Redridge Mountains pushed the Obsidian Warship's tonnage past two and a half million tons.
That tonnage did not sound particularly pleasing.
So Herad scoured several more