Asher's heart beat faster and faster, realizing that several minutes had passed but absolutely nothing had happened with the orc king's sword. Alas, Is it possible that what Ignea and the others said was true, that letting the orc king absorb their magic ability was the wrong decision? Who knew, Asher just kept silent and crossed his fingers.
"Ash, look at that." Merlin patted Asher's shoulder quickly. "The sword. .... The sword...."
"The sword is beginning to crack." the look on Asher's face instantly returned to excitement. "Good, it seems that my guess was right, but we still need more magic power to speed up the sword's destruction," Merlin said.
"Damn, I can do that."
Ignea immediately chanted his fire magic spell until his fire united with Aera's whirlwind, producing even more power, but on the other hand, making the temperature around the surrounding room start to heat up.