บท 1182: Rank Five Eldritch Horror (Part 1)

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye, and Nythor and the other Eldritch Creatures completed all the preparations to head to the Gravenheart Bastion.

When Emperor Velgoth received the news, he made his way to the underground room where Evan was.

"I hope he hasn't shamelessly devoured all the items..." He muttered to himself as the two giant doors came into view.

As Velgoth neared the room, a strong medicinal scent of herbs hit his nostrils, making him frown deeply.

"Is he creating some kind of potion or something?" Velgoth raised an eyebrow and peeked inside the room.

When he looked inside, he saw Evan examining a small glass bottle of potion filled with dark blue liquid.

"Not bad, not bad... Although this old man just sleeps all day without doing anything, I can still trust him when it comes to alchemy," He heard Evan mutter, watching him put away the potion into his shadow.