Logan Evans.
Logan used all the Golem Cores and managed to create a golem on the last try.
[Name: Noah Mark XII]
[Tier: 4 Normal]
[Class: None]
[Strength: 80]
[Dexterity: 270]
[Intelligence: 78]
[Constitution: 210]
[Charisma:21]
[Luck: 9]
Logan smiled, even though he felt a pain in his heart. It was already morning, and they had also worked hard to build three ships so far. Because every time he failed to do Golem Creation, the ship would immediately be destroyed.
"We did it, Logan…."
Logan glanced sideways. Vanya was standing next to him, showing a smile. He just nodded his head slowly.
He had succeeded in creating the golem but with no additional features. No skills or classes, just a normal golem. Logan only hoped that the golem would not run out of energy in the middle of the ocean and leave them bobbing in the sea aimlessly.
