Chapter 352: [350] Devour
As August stood before the massive skeletal sword, the four adventurers accompanying him were left speechless.
This was incredible. The magic stones and loot they had gathered along the way were only worth a few hundred thousand at most—nowhere near a million. But this... this item alone was worth at least tens of millions! And just like that, August was giving it to them?
"Oh, by the way, you can sell it to Ottar. I'm sure he'll be more than willing to pay a high price for it," August suggested with a sly grin.
During his previous battle with Ottar, August had destroyed Ottar's weapon. Now, Ottar was likely searching for materials to forge a new weapon, and there was no way he could get his hands on a sword like this one. The skeletal sword was far beyond his reach, especially since the current Udaeus had been forced to respawn through the use of a water candle. Unlike its first resurrection, this one wasn't a natural occurrence. Furthermore, the resurrection process for Udaeus took several months, so there was no chance Ottar could claim it anytime soon.
"Huh? Why would Ottar want to forge a new weapon?" one of the adventurers asked.
August shrugged casually. "Well, during our last fight, I shattered all his weapons. So, I'd imagine he's currently lacking anything useful."
The group was stunned silent for a moment. The way August nonchalantly mentioned breaking someone's weapons, only to then sell the materials for a new one at a high price—it was quite the strategy.
"Well, do whatever you want with it. The sword is yours now," August said, handing over the skeletal sword.
"But August, this is too valuable," one of the adventurers protested.
August waved it off. "Don't worry about it. I'm not short on money these days."
His tone was almost obnoxiously carefree, like a man flaunting newfound wealth. The adventurers exchanged glances, unsure of what to make of his generosity.