Liam clenched his fist in excitement. The Black Dragon sword was a soul weapon made from black dragon souls.
It was an imperfect weapon, but still, its power was astronomical.
If he could somehow remove the seals binding the weapon, this could become another cornerstone of his strength and power both inside the game and in the real world, just like his army of soul undeads.
However, more importantly, his understanding of soul forging might also deepen.
Even if he managed to remove a single seal, he would gain a lot in return.
Steadying his mind and focussing completely, Liam withdrew the old rusty Black Dragon sword from his inventory space.
As soon as he took it out, his eyes widened, and his hands trembled. A tremor swept across his body.
The thing that he was holding…
CLANG.
Liam dropped the sword to the ground. His body was drenched in a cold sweat.
