Lawless Forge Reviews Novels & Stories

Slowly, bit by bit, it eventually formed a gigantic vortex of tribulation clouds, constantly rotating. “Here it comes!” Master Gale suddenly reminded him. Then, he hammered the Linebreaker Overlord heavily. Clang... The sound was like a bell from the Immortal Realm, melodious yet heavy, a challenge to the tribulation clouds above. The speed at which the clouds gathered accelerated and grew larger. This scene naturally attracted many onlookers. However, this was the Untamed Land’s Number One Forge, owned by the famous forge master, Gale, and Gluttony was guarding outside. No one dared to intrude.

"This one is very amazing. Give me additional details about it. The blacksmith who forged that specific weapon grinned proudly. "This is our masterwork, the height of our abilities, Alpha's son. It's made of the best steel, forging it to be very sharp, balanced, and long-lasting. It's a unique one and quite expensive. No one else has this kind of sword in the whole of Sunshine pack. Leo was impressed by the blacksmith's passion and commitment to their trade. He picked up the sword and tested its balance by feeling its weight. This was the weapon he had been waiting for, and it lived up to his hopes.

“Why there?” ​“Because the Forge was built beneath it,” Silas said, his gaze returning to the floor. “The First Weavers knew that no one would look for the heart of the world in a pile of its own trash. It’s the ultimate camouflage. But be warned, Winnie. The Forge is not a place of light. It is a place of heat and pressure. It is where the first lies were told.”