Chapter 14: The Inevitable Fate of Trash Mobs
It doesn’t matter how much you hammer iron, you cannot turn it into gold.
『Ma Uragan』
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[I’m surprised. This is truly surprising]
The Necromancer, Buzum, exclaimed in astonishment from atop the Titan's head.
Beneath his coffin, over the Titan's hollowed head, he could see Dung Beetle, dripping with blood and filth, glaring at him with a murderous gaze.
Buzum, who had walked the path of mana for a long time, could tell instinctively. The human before him had performed a miracle—A miracle born from immense willpower and talent.
[I apologize for treating you as a mere maggot. You have fought magnificently and were defeated remarkably.]
He reached out to the Titan and began casting a spell. The spells inside the Titan were already destroyed, but the Necromancer was a master of recycling.