Chapitre 134: The Golden Dragon’s Sword

In the other chamber, Ezekiel lay unconscious as Sibil diligently worked on extracting Vulcan's soul from his body. It was a daunting task, as no one had ever attempted such a feat before—at least not in recorded history. Nonetheless, Sibil was determined to fulfill his master's wishes.

"Let's see what makes you tick, Your Majesty…" Sibil muttered to himself as he cautiously began his magical probing of the king's body. His goal was clear: to extract Vulcan's soul and trap it within a magical box for his master's use.

"A dragon with this much power shouldn't be this docile," he pondered aloud, his brow furrowed in concentration. "Surely, there is more to this than meets the eye."