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Moving his blurry eyeballs, Myne spotted Alban a few meters away, examining the slightly cracked array on the ground with furrowed brows, perhaps calculating the dent in his wallet for repairing it. Then, his eyes darted to the other side, where Velvet lay lifelessly. The ominous black spear that once pierced her back had vanished, leaving a gaping black hole in her heart area.

Blood seeped from her body, but what gave Myne a breath of relief was the faint white steam rising from her wounds.

The regeneration skill was still working, but the steam seemed very weak. I doubted it could save her for too long. After all, a heart wasn\'t just a random organ; even minor damage could be fatal, let alone such complete destruction. Mana is also a crucial factor in keeping her alive, but Velvet\'s mana capacity clearly wasn\'t sufficient enough to fully repair a vital part like the heart.

I have to move fast, Myne thought, gritting his teeth. Although he was also heavily injured, compared to Velvet, his injuries were nothing. With the blessing of the Ultra Regeneration skill, it would only be a matter of seconds before he fully recovered.

He was also glad that Alban didn\'t focus on them again after the first attack, otherwise, someone of his calibre wouldn\'t need a second glance to understand that something was wrong with Myne and Velvet\'s recovery speed.

Myne closed his eyes and began forming a mental image of the legendary weapon The Holy Sword, TWIRLING—the most powerful weapon in humekind\'s history, wielded by the Hero Alexandrite. Although called a sword, unlike traditional swords, the length wasn\'t much different from a dagger; it was more of a short sword.

People started calling it the holy sword either because they thought it was too embarrassing or because it sounded cool. As for its origin, no one knew. People only knew that a mysterious person gave it to Hero Alexandrite, and after his death, it disappeared as mysteriously as it appeared.

Myne\'s plan was simple: he wanted to recreate the most powerful weapon of mankind, The Holy Sword Twerling, with the help of his cheat skill, Realize. Although he still didn\'t know the principle behind the Realize skill, most of the time, he just had to think and imagine the picture of the object he wanted in his mind, and the Realize skill would make it for him.

As for how the Realize skill knew the rest of the data, such as material, weight, mass, density, and other minor details, he had no idea.

Through research, Myne concluded that the Realize skill is like a wish-granting skill; it didn\'t create things out of thin air but summoned them from other parts of the world. The reason he took this theory seriously was the mana consumption.

If Myne didn\'t rely on the shameless mana storage power of the Inventory skill, then just by using his own body mana capacity, it would definitely be impossible to create or summon even a simple dagger with the Realize skill, illustrating how horrifically mana the Realize skill consumed.

Because Myne had just read the story of [The Story of the Hero Alexandrite] and the image of The Holy Sword, Twerling, remained vivid in his mind. He quickly sketched a rough blueprint of Twerling in his mind and left the remaining work of filling in details and creating it in the responsible hands of the Realize skill.

However, Myne didn\'t immediately create/summon Twerling. As a holy weapon, it was natural for it to come with special eye-catching lighting effects, as described or shown in books. This would be more than enough to alert Alban, who would kill him a dozen times before he could even react. After all, he was currently lying right beside the black disk, and its defence was on the verge of destruction.

How could Alban take the chance to let him do whatever he wanted unless he was blinded by overconfidence and didn\'t mind Myne playing a small trick, and later regretting it like third-rate villains.

After confirming that the Realize skill was reacting with Twerling and he also had enough mana to create/summon it immediately, Myne breathed a sigh of relief. Slowly and silently, he stood up. Under the godly blessing of the Ulter Regeneration skill, his injuries had already completely healed.

"Huh? You woke up? Interesting... Just how many secrets are you hiding from me? I hit you with my most powerful coma spell. Even a Tier-2 demon might not be able to wake up within a week after being hit by it.

But you instantly countered it like nothing... and..." Alban\'s voice trailed off as he frowned while staring at Myne. He noticed that Myne\'s previous injuries had completely healed, and he was just feigning injury in front of him.

"What great recovery ability you have!" Alban mused, a cruel glint in his eyes. "Your mana automatically heals you, instead of you casting a spell and guiding it to do so. I\'ve never seen anything like it before. Hahaha, this is really wonderful. You will be my most precious experimental material, brat. I will slowly dig out every little secret of yours, hahaha."

Myne ignored Alban\'s crazy laughter. He had mentally prepared for this moment when he stood up. After taking a deep breath, he finally used the Realize skill to create/summon Twerling into his hand.

A bright light shone in the entire observatory directly transforming it into a lighthouse. The light was so pure and holy that even a super-powerful demon like Alban couldn\'t help but take a few steps back. Awe and shock painted his face as he stared at Myne as if seeing a ghost.

Although he couldn\'t see what kind of thing Myne was holding, just the pure holy aura of that thing was enough to send shivers down his spine.

Soon, blinding light subsided, revealing Myne cloaked in a shimmering golden holy aura, cradling a breathtaking short sword, approximately 70 centimetres in length. its hilt gleamed with intricate artistry, a crimson orb crowning its pommel. Azure, Gold, and, and Purple gems embraced in the middle of the blade.

Intricate patterns and golden runes etched the main body, the edges sharpened to such a deadly degree, giving people the feeling that their heads might fall from their necks at any moment.

Twerling pulsed with an otherworldly hum, a tangible whisper of forgotten legends and unimaginable power. Myne gripped the hilt, his own resolve hardening in the face of Alban with an ugly expression before him.

"Hell Dimension\'s foul language! How can this little bastard possess such a pure, holy weapon? Even lesser angels don\'t have the opportunity to own one in their entire lives. How can a random hume nobody have it?!"

Alban, for the first time in his long life, felt doubt about his existence. The brat, whom he had considered a puny character, playing with mice and cat games, suddenly turned out to be the main character and snatched the role of the cat from him. This shameless change in the script left the ancient demon speechless for the first time in eons.

However, his surprise didn\'t last long as Alban noticed the black disk right beside Myne. Suddenly, a horrifying realization slammed into him like a lightning bolt.

"Get the f*ck out of my tower, you bastard!"

It only took Alban a second to realize Myne\'s plan. If the barrier on the black disk was at its peak state, he might not have reacted so crazily. He had confidence in his own knowledge; even a holy weapon couldn\'t break it in one attack. But now it was on the verge of vanishing. The holy blade in Myne\'s hand could easily pierce through it like paper. Read exclusive adventures at empire

If it really happened, not only would the entire magic tower lose its power supplies, but even the main barrier of the island would have a big impact. Which is no different than asking for death, as there were four crazy weirdos outside eagerly waiting to come in.

"Hahahan, it is too late now." Myne, who had long ago made up his mind to destroy the annoying black disk in front of him, ignored the unknown spell cast by Alban, and spoke with a crazy grin plastered on his face before slashing down the holy sword Twirling at the black disk without any hesitation.

"NOOO!!!"

Before Alban\'s horrified eyes, Twerling sliced through the black disk\'s super-defence, which had given Myne and Velvet a lot of trouble, like a hot knife through butter, shattering it into a million twinkling fragments before hitting the black disk and hovering a few inches above the ground itself.

Myne had initially thought that this black disk, which could absorb any kind of magic skills, would be very tough and might be difficult to destroy. To his surprise, as soon as the Twirling touched the black disk, it didn\'t show any resistance at all carving the disk in two like a ripe melon, directly pouring cold water on Myne\'s expectations.

Right at the moment the black disk encountered its unfortunate fate, Alban\'s unknown attack also hit Myne. It was a super repulsive force spell that tossed him away from the now-destroyed black disk and threw him out of the observatory, but this time for real.

"Crack!"

A mirror-cracking sound resonated throughout the observatory from the place where the black disk was hovering. Then in front of Alban\'s dumbfounded expression, a big beam of white light, like a gigantic pillar, shot into the sky with unbelievable speed until it collided with something invisible around 500 meters above the tower, shattering in a blinding explosion.

Everyone held their breath. From the furious and helpless Alban to falling Myne, who was laughing like crazy after achieving his mission, to the bewildered poor demon in the town below still not recovered from the shock of the thunder attack before, all eyes were fixated on the light pillar and crack in the sky, which was getting bigger and bigger.

"Crack!"

"BOOOM!!"

One mirroring creaking sound resounded throughout the floating island, followed by an earth-shattering booming sound, and a giant hole filled with brilliance, like the sun in the afternoon, shone. Four different coloured lights of various sizes entered from the hole one by one.