Chapter 674 Creation of the Strongest Scythe

"That certainly was something." Marcus said to himself as the left the Blazegram Forge.

Thabon's celebratory drink had turned into a full-blown party for the forge, and they had spent the last nine hours drinking and eating food.

The amount of alcohol alone that was consumed was staggering. and in all honesty, Marcus probably had around twenty percent of the total amount or more.

All of the dwarfs seeing him able to keep up with Thabon started challenging him to drinking competitions, which they had no chance of winning.

As much as dwarfs could hold their alcohol, they were still flesh and blood and had their limits. Marcus on the other hand did not and could drink endlessly with no negative effects.

'I mean when they busted out stuff that was over ninety percent alcohol what did they expect to happen.'