The next several hours might as well be a blur because Liam barely remembered anything. With continuous potion brewing and the rift battles without any break, he was fully exhausted.
However, at this moment even with all the exhaustion, he still sat back on his throne with a big satisfied grin. In front of him, the system screen blinked the number 60.
After an entire day of continuous grind, thanks to the rift battles, he had finally reached Level 60.
In front of him, the main platoon leaders, garrison officials, Liam's personal unit, and his ten wives stood nervously. No one was sure what was going to happen right now.
In the beginning, it was simply a feat of strength, a test for their perseverance but now they were no longer sure. How many more rift battles would they participate in? Just the thought of it made them all shudder.
