Lynn's gaze swept over the open space; once he'd finished planning the Construction scheme—
without the slightest hesitation, he took the Cross Pickaxe from the hands of a burly Blacksmith Apprentice.
He set his legs one before the other, gripped the Cross Pickaxe handle with his hands staggered front and back, then lifted it high.
Under the eyes of Ehrelo and the surrounding Blacksmith Apprentices, he made use of the weight of the Cross Pickaxe, the Power in his arms, and the Power in his waist.
The Cross Pickaxe swung down viciously.
Crack~
With the sound of stone shattering and earth being broken open, the flat pick edge of the Cross Pickaxe buried itself in an instant.
Lynn released his left hand; with a motion of his right, he pushed the Cross Pickaxe handle forward.
Under Lynn's driving Power, a big heap of soil mixed with broken stone chips was flipped out directly.
Lynn said nothing,伸屈 his left hand, and closed it around the handle.
