CHAPTER 648
"Finally!" A beaming voice was heard in a certain room.
"After countless failures and repeated attempts, I've managed to get a grade that actually looks promising." Grey rejoiced in pure exhilaration as he lifted a pair of swords high into the air.
They didn't resemble ordinary blades due to the vibrant array of colors radiating from them.
One sword was entirely black, from tip to hilt, while the second glowed in a deep, unbroken red.
Both weapons pulsed with raw energy, quivering as if the power within had yet to stabilize completely.
Looking around the room, out of the dozen swords Killian had brought, only four remained intact in a single corner.
The rest lay shattered from failed modifications, leaving the pair in Grey's hands as the only ones meeting his standards.
