The legendary warrior

Everyone looked towards Wayne when they heard his voice.

He wore the finery with a good-looking face. Unfortunately, his charisma took a hit because of his three-feet, dwarfish build.

It was obvious that this young man belonged to the Short Human tribe.

More members of the Short Human tribe stood beside him as well.

Behind them followed a large group of people. Judging from their looks, they must be disciples of the Misty South Palace who had cast weapons with him.

Since the Misty South Palace was the most powerful force in the continent, its disciples needed an enormous amount of weapons. Hence, it regularly invited casting masters and casting geniuses from the Short Human tribe to craft weapons for them.

Wayne was the best of the best. He hadn't even reached a hundred years old, but he had already become a casting master at the Demi-sage Level. He was better than most young casting masters in the Short Human tribe.

"Inarguably, Wayne is one of the best and brightest. He will surely become one of the best casting masters in the future," praised the Fourth Mister as he floated around in the void.

"I agree. I wonder how Ricky will fare against a formidable opponent like him," Neil piped in.

A few moments later, Ricky arrived with Mordechai and the others, which didn't escape the notice of some of the gathered people.

"Look, Ricky is here!" someone furiously whispered. Hearing that, everyone turned to look at him.

Meanwhile, Ricky's eyes had latched on to Wayne. He had heard about this guy and that he was a talented casting master from the Short Human tribe, so Ricky was curious and wary at the same time.

'Is he an enemy or a friend?' he idly wondered.

At this moment, Wayne made his way towards Ricky, a wide smile on his face. "Hi, Ricky, I'm Wayne Helian. You don't mind me being here, right?" he greeted Ricky cheerfully.

"Of course not! If anything, I'm honored that you graced us with your presence here. Perhaps, we'll even get to hear some advice from you."

"I'm honored, my friend. But don't be so modest. Ha-ha!" answered Wayne with a smile on his lips.

From that simple exchange, Ricky had a good feeling about Wayne. However, he still wasn't sure about what kind of person the other man was. After all, rumor had it that all talented casting masters from the Short Human tribe had a problem with modesty. Maybe Wayne had yet to show his true colors.

this crap! What are you waiting for, Ricky? Just start already and show us if you are as good

too excited!" replied Ricky with a mocking

others could say anything

didn't need a furnace for making weapons because his Chaotic Fire Zone was perfectly

together and swiftly summoned the Chaotic Fire Zone. In an instant, the zone transformed into a furnace, where he began to refine

off!" The surrounding disciples gaped in shock,

the Sage Level had the power to create a furnace with their powers, but to their surprise, Ricky had done it as

each other. They initially thought they were arrogant, but seeing this, they

lurking in the shadows couldn't help gossiping through

a Misty South Palace's member. We will look bad

"Calm down, guys.

succeeds,

is cocky!' thought Wayne in silence as he

Sage Level casting masters from the Short Human tribe could utilize their infernal power to create a furnace. Ricky was only a Demi-sage

that Ricky used the infernal power to create a furnace. But the truth was that he only used his Chaotic Fire Zone to do so.

his

only took him an hour to complete the

were practically flawless, as his

prepared his materials, Ricky

Intent Apperception as he beat his materials. Now that his Intent Apperception had reached

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Many surrounding warriors unconsciously entered that casting realm as if called

was left unmoved by his remarkable

but it enlightened

watching them were even more astonished compared to anyone else.

awesome! I have met countless Sage Level casting masters, but this casting realm is better than

work! Is this guy some kind

he create such casting realm otherwise?" Countless remarks of disbelief