Chapter 334
Chapter 334
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Translator: Vine
Chapter: 334
Chapter Title: Dmitri's Masterpiece (3)
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Clang, clang!
With writhing muscles, I brought the hammer down.
Clang, claaang!
Heat rose from my body.
The sweat beading on my face trickled down my cheeks onto the weapon.
Clang, clang!
A day passed, and two days went by.
Clang, claaang!
A week passed, and two weeks went by.
Surprisingly.
I hadn't rested for a single day during that time.
Swinging the hammer nonstop for 24 hours without sleep.
Neither Dmitri nor I.
Suggested taking a break.
Object and self as one.
I was the hammer.
The hammer was me.
Sleepy?
I could endure it.
No, honestly.
I wasn't sleepy at all.
The pure energy of the Azure Heart Technique coursing vigorously through my body had driven away all fatigue.
Hungry?
Blood sugar dropping?
No problem.
"Professor, eat this while you work."
The girl with red hair.
Our Arin was supplementing my sugar levels with all sorts of chocolates and energy bars from the side.
"Thanks."
Nom nom.
Sugar intake is crucial.
It's essential brain fuel, maximizing my imagination for 'destructive power.'
"Now, Master!"
Clang!
Dmitri struck the hammer down hard once from the side and shouted.
"The foundation seems solid enough!"
Surprisingly.
After about two weeks of hammering, Dmitri called it the 'foundation.'
Then how much more was left?
"Now the task is to cram the most powerful force you can muster into the weapon and compress it."
"The most powerful force I can muster?"
"The power that makes the Destruction Dragon's Fang tougher than anything else."
Hmm.
I pondered as I brought the hammer down.
What power should I infuse it with?
The spirits' power?
'Spirits?'
I called out to the five spirits in my mind.
They hadn't said a single word since I arrived at Murim Paradise.
And now too.
"..."
As expected, silence.
Which means...
"Spirit Kings?"
No, that's not it.
The Spirit Kings are just one of the powerful forces I can wield.
Let's call everyone.
Put all my capabilities into forging this weapon.
"Sun Spear, Eldrin, Kaden, Arin, Dana, Mugak, Yuisa."
Rustle rustle!
At my call, my subordinates who had been training nearby revealed themselves.
"Lord."
"Did you call?"
"Ah, Master!"
Pour the strongest power you have!
Into this metal!
Fwoosh!
I too gripped the Godslayer hammer.
Clang, clang!
Dmitri and I would pour our utmost care into every single strike!
My subordinates nodded.
* * *
The work paused briefly.
We stopped to move it outdoors.
If we poured all our power into it indoors, the workshop would collapse.
"Wow..."
"Ooh."
The lord of Murim Paradise, the guild master.
And the one who built that city, Dmitri.
And all of Joo Dong-hoon's symbolic subordinates gathered, each holding their weapons and marching forth imposingly.
"What are they doing?"
"Wooow, I wanna follow!"
The orphanage kids, staff, and others.
People started gathering one by one.
"They've got hammers!"
"Another Dmitri forge session?"
"Didn't you hear? The hammering's been echoing from the workshop lately."
"Hammering, sure. We hear it all the time..."
"Heh heh, this guy's clueless! The recent sounds were on a whole different level—clear and ringing, not that dull thud!"
"Hmm, looks like they're forging properly this time too. Wonder what weapon'll come out."
Murmur murmur.
Curiosity was inevitable.
The man who built up Dmitri's Forge, the precursor to Druel Workshop!
His latest weapon, forged with full seriousness!
And we get to watch the process live!
Even.
The rankers who were training were peeking over.
Step step!
"Come on, over here!"
Dmitri set up a portable anvil, bellows, hammer, and the half-finished weapon near the city walls.
"We'll start here."
First.
Clang, clang!
The clear hammering rang out once more.
"Woooah!"
"The guild master and Dmitri are swinging hammers!"
"It's real! Actual weapon forging!"
"Whoa, look at those muscles. What kind of metal withstands that insane forging?"
A circle formed around them.
An outdoor forging spectacle.
Some were filming with smartphones, but no one stopped them.
You couldn't replicate it just by watching anyway.
"I'll start, Lord."
Screeech!
First, Sun Spear extended his spear.
His back muscles twitched, along with flapping black wings.
"Whoa!"
"Sun Spear!"
"They say he's already surpassed the Dead Spear King in spear arts?"
"Ooh, those wings. So cool! Like a fallen angel."
At the same time.
Rumble rumble rumble!
Energy began surging wildly from Sun Spear's body.
['Sun Spear' uses the skill 'Soulflare' (Lv.Max).]
Soulflare.
An amplifier that explodes one's power for a brief moment!
"Hraaah!"
With a shout, Sun Spear swung his spear amid writhing muscles.
Polymorph so natural.
A barrage like an ancient desert demon incarnate.
['Sun Spear' uses the skill 'Solar Chain Strike' (Lv.Max).]
Flash flash flash flash!
Blazing sunlight hammered roughly into the unfinished weapon taking shape.
Rumble rumble rumble!
"Whoa!"
"So bright!"
"Insane...!"
Clang, clang!
Even against such monstrous attacks.
The two blacksmiths didn't stop hammering.
Casual expressions, as if nothing was happening, swinging their hammers.
The reason that was possible.
Thud!
Kaden protecting his lord and Dmitri with Behemoth's bone shield.
"Whoa, Kaden!"
"Amazing! Not a scratch on him!"
"So he blocked all of Sun Spear's attacks?"
"Nah, probably not. Sun Spear wasn't aiming at the shield—he was targeting the weapon."
Exactly.
Good thing it wasn't a direct attack.
If Sun Spear had gone all out on Kaden, even Kaden would've been pushed back a few steps.
"Am I next?"
A bright smile.
Tall elf in fresh green clothes with yellow hair.
Eldrin beamed vibrantly.
'Moonlight Fall.'
Swish swish whoosh whoosh...
Arrows fired indiscriminately into the sky.
The risen arrows came down bearing gravity.
Like carpet bombing.
Swoooosh!
Arin swung her staff at that moment.
Simple gravity magic.
Gathering Eldrin's Moonlight Fall into one spot and dropping it onto the weapon.
Rumble rumble rumble!
"...What is that?"
"Beautiful..."
"Doesn't it look like fragments of a shattered moon falling to Earth?"
Clang! Clang!
Of course.
The two blacksmiths didn't stop now either.
Just focused expressions, striking carefully one by one.
Not even a flicker of their gaze amid such beauty.
"..."
How reverent the sight was.
The onlookers were awestruck inwardly.
'Amazing.'
'No wonder only Druel Workshop produces great weapons.'
'That's why they're expensive and famous.'
'They pour their soul into everything they do. Yeah, that's a true craftsman.'
But.
The real show was just beginning.
"I'll show you what true martial progress is, Master."
"I told Noas to be careful, okay? Summoning him, Lord."
Mugak bounced lightly on his feet, swinging his hands and arms.
Eyes closed, Yuisa drew a spirit summoning circle in the air.
And then.
Rumble rumble rumble!
The ground shook as [very carefully] it appeared.
-Gr, grrooooar...
...Without collapsing the city.
Of course, first-timers gawked in horror.
"G-Golem?"
"So huge!"
"What the hell is that...!"
Pingrrrng!
The golem that appeared imposingly raised a hand massive as a mountain.
Adding rotation to it...
Swoooosh!
It began smashing down toward the two hammering blacksmiths.
"Wh-what?"
"W-Wait, even so, that's..."
"Eek!"
Everyone squeezed their eyes shut.
Unable to watch the brutal sight of a giant rock crushing the two.
Soon.
Boom rumble rumble!
Noas's stone fist slammed into its target.
"Just attack there, right?"
"No problem."
"I'll show you the storm."
The remaining three Spirit Kings also began exploding their elemental powers.
"...What?"
Whoooosh!
Sylphid, summoning wind, furrowed her brow.
Having read Yuisa's mind.
"...You want us to use the power of ages? For real?"
Her command—or request—to the four Spirit Kings.
It was weapon-making, after all.
Who would wield that weapon.
Yuisa, herself.
Might as well make it properly if you're making it once.
"That's right. You can stay summoned here longer that way?"
"If that's it, sure. We'll go all out."
Sallion grinned coolly.
"Me? I've lived long enough. I can spare a few memories. Especially Yuisa's first request? Hehe."
Elraim smiled brightly as if it were nothing.
Sacrificing the power of ages.
It erased the Spirit Kings' memories.
The limitation allowing only 10% power outside the spirit realm.
It temporarily lifted that.
To the extent sacrificed.
Yuisa requested it of them.
Because.
Clang, clang!
It was the will of the master forging that weapon.
Rumble rumble rumble!
Mugak endlessly chaining strikes.
Kaden and Dana protecting their lord from them.
Toward that weapon.
The four Spirit Kings began summoning their unique secret arts.
* * *
Whoooosh!
At the headquarters of Korea's Heavenly Demon God Church.
Hasera, out for wind on Bukhansan, suddenly turned to Kang So-so.
-Master.
Slash!
Words engraved in the air.
"Hm?"
Kang So-so voiced her doubt.
Their minds connected with just a thought—why bother carving with a sword?
Normally, Hasera.
Did that whenever she had something serious to say.
"What is it."
Kang So-so wiped the playfulness from her face.
-Master knows too.
"What."
'That.'
"..."
Ahem.
Kang So-so frowned.
She knew what her disciple meant.
"You're not saying."
She murmured quietly.
"You're comparing Joo Dong-hoon to that guy?"
Kang So-so's hand trembled faintly.
The sword that tormented her every time.
That absurd sword.
The one that took the life of the strongest Heavenly Demon of the Great Heavenly Demon God Church, the world's greatest.
That sword.
And not even a real sword.
A wooden one.
She, who had surpassed demon entry and glimpsed transcendence.
Killed by a mere splinter of wood.
Kang So-so held no grudge.
Just one regret.
Never crossing blades with that man again?
-Me too. Same.
"Don't be ridiculous."
Kang So-so couldn't accept it.
The sole man she acknowledged in her heart.
She couldn't understand her disciple comparing Joo Dong-hoon to that straw-hatted old man.
"That guy's weaker than you. Not even a proper match. And that wooden sword bastard is insanely strong. Beyond what you imagine."
'No.'
Hasera shook her head firmly.
'Everyone has someone like that. Someone you aspire to.'
Hasera first thought it was the Demon King.
But it wasn't.
A few days ago, Delaila’s summons.
That man she saw there definitely...
Was hiding something.
The problem was.
No matter how much she thought, she couldn't figure out what.
'Curious.'
So Hasera.
Wanted to head to Murim Paradise right now and meet Joo Dong-hoon.
"Curious?"
Kang So-so tossed aside her unease and chuckled.
"Then go. What're you waiting for."
The Heavenly Demon takes what she wants.
If Hasera wanted to see something?
Just see it.
If someone blocked her or called it rude.
Just rip them apart.
-No.
Hasera swung her sword once more.
The difference: a bit more irritably this time?
Hasera thought her master was quite rude.
'But.'
Maybe going was fine?
'Or not?'
Was dropping in unannounced okay?
Would that be rude?
Whoooosh!
Watching Hasera ponder gravely as wind brushed her cheek.
"Tsk tsk."
Kang So-so made a pitiful face.
"What a polite Heavenly Demon bitch."