0p0 Materials required for Chapter 155
Materials required for Chapter 155
"...This will take some time..."
When Vogwell uttered those words, he couldn't help but shake his head. Even for someone like him, hailed as one of the world's most legendary blacksmiths, the weapon appearing in the illusion presented him with immense difficulty.
"A weapon that has multiple forms?" he muttered to himself.
When people talk about forging weapons, the first thing they think of is the blacksmith himself.
But another crucial factor is the material.
"How can I find the materials to make this weapon?" Vogwell began to ponder.
He knew he had fallen out of the world's view and that the materials at hand were clearly insufficient to complete the task.
"Is there a problem?" Just then, the young man opened his eyes, stood up, and met Vogville's gaze.
“Sigh…” Vogwell sighed and began to explain the weapons he had seen in the illusion.
“The weapon I see in your essence… would be extremely difficult to craft,” he said, turning back to the forging table.
"Is it because it's not an ordinary weapon, but a weapon that can transform into many different forms?" the young man asked tentatively, his eyes darting around, searching for any remaining traces of the bottle.
"That's right. In a sense, a person usually only has one weapon connected to their essence, but it is almost unheard of for a person to have multiple weapons connected to their essence."
"And I am the exception."
“That’s right. That’s why the illusion I’m seeing means that the weapon you’re going to connect to needs to have multiple forms, not just a single form.”
"Hmm..." The young man nodded.
“Creating such a weapon is no easy task. The nature of what we see requires extremely rare and powerful materials, some of which are not easy to obtain in this field. We need to embark on a journey to search for these materials around the world.”
"So what kind of materials do we need?" The young man seemed relaxed, showing no tension in the face of these challenges.
"..." Vogville paused, gathering his thoughts. A clear path had already been drawn in his mind for the weapon he was about to forge. "First, your power..."
Before he could finish speaking, the young man nodded and said, "Moonstone."
Upon hearing this, Vogwell's eyes widened instantly.
'Does this child...know his origins?'
Vogwell felt a sense of doubt as he looked at the young man's expression.
No, he probably doesn't know.
He pondered silently. Although the young man in front of him was somewhat impetuous and reckless, he seemed to have little understanding of his background.
“That’s right, we need the Moonstone as a conductor for your power source.” Vogville nodded, confirming this.
'Unfortunately, I can't tell you more... Sigh, that contract.'
Vogville sighed inwardly. While the child had the right to know some things, there were some things he couldn't control.
Vogwell pointed to the various weapons displayed on the shelf, each weapon possessing a different form due to the uniqueness of its material. He held a small flame in his hand, demonstrating the interaction between material and form.
“Every weapon I create will have at least one unique form,” Vogwell explained. “Each material has specific properties that determine the shape and function of the weapon. However, sometimes due to certain limitations, the final product may not achieve the unique form we expect, just like the weapon you are looking for.”
The young man nodded in understanding, then asked, "So, we need a material that matches these properties, right?"
“That’s right,” Vogville replied. “A material that doesn’t conform to any particular form, a material so rare it’s almost impossible to find, known for its unique properties—[Transformable Metal]. This material can be matched to your nature, providing weapons with the ability to transform and adapt.”
After Vogville finished speaking, he gazed intently at the young man: "However, obtaining the Moonstone and the Transformation Metal will be an extremely difficult task. They are incredibly rare, and their unique properties make them incredibly hard to find. The journey ahead is destined to be fraught with challenges and dangers. Of course..."
despair!
Just as he was about to continue, an unexpected voice interrupted him.
Are you talking about these things?
Vogville turned around, and the sight before him made his eyes widen. On the ground right in front of the young man were the two materials he had just mentioned.
"..." Vogville was stunned, completely unprepared for these elusive materials to appear before them at this moment. The air in the cave seemed filled with surprise as the blacksmith tried to comprehend this incredible turn of events.
"You..." He was speechless for a moment.
How did he get these materials?
The young man he regarded as a child suddenly produced one of the rarest materials in the world.
"How did you get these?" Vogwell couldn't help but ask.
He looked at the young man in confusion. These two materials were so precious, and he didn't seem that powerful. How could he have these two things?
"Does it matter?" The young man simply shrugged, looking relaxed.
“…Okay, it doesn’t matter.” Vogwell finally put aside his doubts.
Vogville's gaze shifted to the materials on the ground, examining them closely with surprise and curiosity. The moonstone emitted a soft, ethereal light, its surface shimmering with a faint fluorescence that seemed to dance with moonlight. Its translucent nature revealed intricate patterns, resembling the captivating shifts of moonlight.
The [Transforming Metal] beside it presents a completely different appearance. Its form is elusive, like liquid matter sealed in a transparent container. The matter shimmers with ever-changing colors within the crystalline container, as if constantly adapting to the energy of its surrounding environment. Its mysterious structure vividly embodies the essence of adaptability and change.
What puzzled Vogwell most was that both materials were encased in a special container, a design he had never seen before.
'Is this the skill of a modern blacksmith? The result is quite impressive.'
Like an elderly person encountering technology for the first time, he carefully examined the container and analyzed its structure.
“This way of utilizing magical magnetic fields is very interesting. Is this the work of a modern blacksmith?” Vogville asked, anticipating the name of a famous blacksmith.
The young man shook his head. "They're not blacksmiths, they're magical engineers. They've found a way to use advanced magical magnetic fields to enhance and protect these materials. It's a combination of craftsmanship and magic, creating containers that not only preserve the materials but also enhance their properties."
“Magic Engineer? What’s that?” Vogville was completely unaware of the changes in the outside world and was unfamiliar with the term.
The young man explained, "Magic engineers are people who specialize in combining traditional craftsmanship with magical principles. They use techniques to manipulate magic and incorporate it into their creations, producing items that possess both physical and magical properties. These containers are the result of their fusion."
Vogwell stroked his beard, marveling at the advancements in craftsmanship. "Times have indeed changed; I was completely unaware of these developments during my seclusion."
The young man nodded. "The world is constantly progressing, and new methods are emerging all the time. These containers not only protect the materials but also enhance their properties, making them more effective in forging."
“Interesting…it seems they rely more on methodology than on the creator’s skills,” Vogwell remarked thoughtfully.
“Yes, that’s right,” the young man replied.
He leaned forward slightly, his gaze fixed on the materials. "Vogville, when can we begin forging?"
Vogwell looked at the materials on the ground and shook his head. "Your weapon is missing one thing," he said, walking toward the Transforming Metal.
The young man frowned. "I thought we had all the necessary materials. So what are we missing?"
Vogwell shook his head seriously. "There's another crucial component."
"My essence?" the young man asked.
Vogwell nodded. "Indeed, that's very important, but there's another crucial factor. What's lacking is the energy supply."
The young people's confusion deepened. "Energy supply? What does that mean?"
Vogwell sighed. "While wrought metal has enormous potential, it has a drawback that limits its widespread application. To freely manipulate wrought metal requires a continuous and substantial supply of energy. We not only need to forge it into a certain shape, but also maintain that shape during the forging process and manipulate it as needed. That's the challenge of wrought metal."
He pointed to the container and the deformed metal inside.
"This container uses the special power of its internal magical magnetic field to allow the deformable metal to be continuously operated by a special magical force, which is why we can see it now in its special form. But in reality, we must rely on external magical force, which is a completely different situation."
The young man's face showed a look of sudden realization; he clearly hadn't expected to come to such a conclusion.
"Therefore, we need a fairly powerful energy source to forge the deformable metal into weapons," he concluded.
Vogwell nodded. “That’s right. This energy supply will help us unleash the transformation capabilities of the Transformer Metal, shaping it into the weapons you need. Without it, all our efforts will be in vain, and the Transformer Metal’s potential will remain untapped.”
The young man fell into deep thought, seemingly processing Vogwell's words.
Vogwell observed him and understood his concerns. "Such a powerful energy supply is not common. However, I have a solution."
A flicker of curiosity crossed the young man's eyes. "What solution?"
Vogwell continued, “Within the bodies of high-ranking monsters lies a powerful energy source called a monster core. These cores are a concentration of the essence of monster magic. If we could obtain the monster core of a powerful monster, I could use it to create a special mana-compressing device as our energy supply.”
When he said those words, the young man's eyes widened, as if he had suddenly realized something.
"Is this enough as an energy source...?" He suddenly took out an item from his spatial bracelet.
"this!"
Vogwell's eyes widened instantly...