TANG Tang tang!
The last of the hammer fell on the phantom before the work golems began to put back their weapons into the rack and became statue-like before.
The phantom, which was dark coppery not long ago, had turned translucently silver. It had been a while since I had practiced the art, and now that I had leveled up to the Master class, I was once again able to practice it.
The third level is really something much better than the other two levels; I had only practiced the 14% of the third level, but the advancement I have got is really shocking. It now has given me huge confidence in my survival against the Black Sharkman Fasra and other threats.
About half a day ago, I had not thought I would be able to practice my art as I had injured my soul. To practice the art, I need to be in perfect condition.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!