By carefully sensing, one can feel the unique energy contained within.
However, the price is... the blood energy stored in the Land of Crimson Rot has dropped again.
Although it's still surging like a lake, compared to the previous full state, it's much less now.
Lear felt a bit emotional.
Luckily, those Fallen Demons fortified him once fiercely, otherwise life would be even tougher.
Rich yet poor.
Everything seems to be getting better, yet also lacking—this is how Lear feels now.
Shaking his head, he didn't think much about it and instructed the swarm to deliver the ore to the Blacksmith Shop.
With these 5000 pieces, it should just about be enough.
If it's not enough, more can be added later.
Time flies swiftly amidst the busyness.
Soon, the sun has descended into the earth, and the moon hangs high in the sky.
Under the twinkling stars, Weilu City still maintains a bustling pace of work.
