The Scythe Demon's stats were a wall of question marks.
[Scythe Demon, Elite Monster]
Level: ? | HP: ? | ATK: ? | PDEF: ? | MDEF: ?
Skills: ?
Even Vera frowned slightly. "Uncle, are you certain we can kill these things?"
Butler chuckled over the channel. "Yesterday I picked up a weapon-crafting blueprint from the market. It forges silver-grade longswords. One of the required materials is called Magic Ironstone, and it drops from these creatures."
Vera's lips curved slightly. "In that case, I'll try one and see if I can hold up."
Don raised his hand. "Give me a moment. I'll rent you a high-ranking priest."
He opened his friends list and sent Bernita an invitation. The pretty girl was already Level 28, she'd clearly been grinding diligently. The moment she joined the party, she gasped. "Extraordinary!? Top three on the level leaderboard!"
