Massive, heavy blocks of black stone were continuously hauled in by the servants. These unusual materials were of exceptional quality, all excavated from the deepest layers of Hell—Hell metals that have existed since the dawn of the underworld itself.
I'm still waiting for Black Moon to bring Eugene Smithson back. He should be showing Smithson around, letting him get a feel for the environment in Hell. I have no intention of forcing Smithson to forge weapons for me; he's spent his entire life being compelled by power to create weapons.
"Lord Qingyuan, aren't you in a hurry?"
Black Stone asked, confused. I smiled.
"Of course I'm anxious. I just want to get these Infernal Weapons out into the living world as soon as possible. But no matter how anxious I am, it won't help. All I can do now is wait quietly. Could you help me summon Pyra Blaze and Ember Doom?"
Black Stone looked at me with some reluctance, his stone head creaking noisily.
"Go."
"No. When Fiona Blaze returns, let her do it. I never get along with those two. While you were gone, Pyra Blaze and I even got into a fight."
I pressed my hand to my forehead and sighed helplessly.
"Just go. Tell them I approve their entry into the Heart of Hell."