The White Fang was the legacy of the Great Demon, Drasion, who was sealed by Sword Saint Muller. It was a weapon favored by the 11th Great Demon, so it was right that it was special. This meant it was too much to question the fact that a dragon’s fang was used as the material. 

Yet in recent months, Grid’s perception had changed significantly. The great demons were no longer an object of fear apart from the Three Evils of the Beginning. He had accurately experienced a dragon’s combat power and the performance of the dragon weapons. It was hard to understand why the sword possessed by the 11th Great Demon and made from the fang of an Old Dragon had such a mediocre performance. 

‘Everything would’ve been questionable if I didn’t know Baal’s personality.’

Drasion’s identity was the fallen angel, Sariel. Was it just a coincidence that the White Fang was in their hands? There was no way. It was likely to be Baal’s mischief. He must’ve given it to Sariel while knowing that the fang obtained in the process of driving Nevartan crazy would be a medium to attract Nevartan.

The reason? Was a big reason necessary? He just wanted to enjoy watching the comedy of a stupid fallen angel, who believed they were a demon, being eaten by the Insane Dragon.

‘Sariel was fortunate that they were sealed by Muller before Nevartan emerged.’

Grid had confirmed two days ago that Nevartan’s madness...