章 3142: Gutted Prey (Part 2)

"Not a clue, sorry." The Chronicler bent down and picked up Ragnarök, appreciating its perfect balance. "Marvellous. My master was right. When Verhen remade War into Ragnarök, he removed the self-destruction protocol."

"It would have been weird otherwise." The Zouwu shrugged. "Verhen was about to have a baby and probably wanted his spawn to inherit the blade. I'll take it as well."

"Don't push your luck, Zouwu!" V'horr used his mana to imprint the angry blade. "Verhen may have been a monster, but he was also a great Forgemaster and received Salaark's teachings.

"I'm taking his equipment with me. My master needs it to crack the secrets of Creation Magic."

In response to the imprint, metal spikes erupted from the hilt, piercing the Chronicler's skin and drawing his blood.

"Right! The blood imprint. The rumors were true!" He said in excitement as the power of the blade flowed inside his body. "What do you think you are doing?"