[You have killed your first Catastrophe.]
[You have received a Weapon Gacha Ticket (Legendary Grade) x1]
[You have killed the Catastrophe, the Crimson Sky Wyrm.]
[You have received the Conqueror Trial Ticket x1]
The messages floated in front of Isaac's vision.
For a moment, he just stared.
A slow breath left his lungs.
"…So it's really dead," he murmured.
The weight that had been pressing down on his chest since the battle began eased slightly. Not fully. Not yet. But enough for him to realize how tense he had been the entire time.
A Legendary Weapon Gacha Ticket.
Isaac's eyes lingered on that line longer than the others.
'A guaranteed Legendary weapon is good,' he thought.
That alone was absurd.
Even in the Lord Cities, Legendary-grade equipment was something Lords fought wars over. Families passed them down like sacred relics.
And this one wasn't even a normal one, it was from the System.
His plow flashed through his mind. It was Legendary grade.
