Facing Ulthane’s condition, Roy did not imdiately agree. Instead, he said playfully to Ulthane, “What if I say no?”
Hearing this, Ulthane was visibly stunned for a mont, and he could not help but widen his eyes. “You’re unwilling? Don’t be mistaken. I am the most skilled craftsman among the makers. Even if the Four Horsen of the Apocalypse sought to forge weapons, it would depend on my mood. Now that I’ve taken the initiative to propose it, you’re actually saying no?!”
“Yes, you’re indeed a very good blacksmith, but you don’t seem to be good at acting!” Roy smiled. “You’re not soone who loves to drink like your life depends on it. How can you so easily take action for just a few bottles of wine? You actually... want to see my sword, right?”
Ulthane looked at Roy and did not say anything for a long ti before finally saying in annoyance, “Okay, okay! I admit that I’m very interested in your sword. I’ve noticed it since the ti we fought! Are you satisfied? Can you take it out now?”
“Here!” Roy was straightforward. He summoned Frostmourne from the system space and handed it to Ulthane.
Ulthane carefully took Frostmourne and laid it flat, holding it with both hands as he began to examine it ticulously. After a while, he clicked his tongue while stroking the sword. “Amazing, it’s really amazing! I noticed it in the beginning, but it looks like it’s true. This sword doesn’t have any traces of forging at all. It seems to have ford as one piece the mont it was born... I’ve never heard of this skill before. How did you do it?”
Roy snorted inwardly. Isn’t this nonsense? This sword was not forged but directly materialized by the system. How could it have any traces of forging? However, Roy did not know how to explain it to Ulthane. This blacksmith was very obsessed with forging weapons, and he might ask questions after explaining, so Roy simply decided not to say anything. Facing this situation, Ulthane had no other choice. After observing for a long ti, he let out a long sigh. “It’s a pity. Although this sword has a lot of curse powers, each curse isn’t too powerful. If your opponent knows magic such as curse immunity, then the power of these curses will be resisted and won’t be usable at all. Moreover, the material of the sword is too ordinary, and it’s impossible for it to withstand soul infusion...”
“Soul infusion? What do you an?” Roy asked in puzzlent.
“Soul infusion, as the na suggests, is to infuse souls! Unlike enchantnts that infuse magic power, soul infusion is to instill souls into weapons...” Ulthane said. “This is actually what I find most strange. In my impression, many demons will infuse their soul fragnts into their weapons. You must know that if weapons have undergone soul infusion, they will generate a certain amount of consciousness over ti and be able to display stronger power. But why didn’t you do this to your sword of cursing? Don’t you want your sword to beco a divine artifact?”
“After soul infusion, can it beco a divine artifact?” Roy asked in surprise.
“It’s only a possibility! Soul infusion can increase this possibility a lot!” Ulthane said. “Among the secret techniques of weapon forging of us makers, there are many special tricks, such as integrating blood into weapons or finding powerful people to carry out blessings and so on. These thods can allow the weapons to obtain greater power, but to make a weapon a divine artifact, it sotis depends on luck. In my life, I have forged many weapons and defensive equipnt that can be called divine artifacts, but I don’t succeed every ti...”
“Speaking of which, what is a so-called divine artifact? How exactly is it defined? Are there any criteria for judgnt?” Roy asked curiously.
“The standard...” Ulthane rubbed his chin and pondered. “First of all, the weapon itself must possess powerful strength. This is for sure. Second, the materials at least need to be very hard. How can a weapon that breaks at a touch be called a divine artifact? And lastly... the power of the weapon needs to be distinct and unique! Once the power of the weapon is used, others can tell at a glance!”
“There’s one more thing you forgot to say. It has to look cool, right?!” Roy could not help but continue, “It’s best if it can still shine and has its own cleaning technique...”
The reason why Roy said this was because he suddenly thought of a book, ‘On Why Divine Artifacts Shine...’
Ulthane was stunned for a mont before he laughed. “Yes, that’s right. This is also very important. Ugly weapons can’t be called divine artifacts!”
In the end, it was just that appearance was very important. This damn world where appearance was everything, even weapons could not escape this treacherous poison!
But even so, Roy could not help thinking, What if I directly give Frostmourne a ‘divine artifact’ attribute in the system interface?
In the past, Roy’s souls had always been quite tight, so he had never thought about doing this.But after the Fusion and his physical strength increased, Roy suddenly realized that as long as his brain was big enough, he could take shortcuts by using the system. If Roy were to honestly rely on slowly drinking potions to his current attributes, not to ntion a million souls, even two million souls might not have necessarily been enough. But after using the reasonable leverage of the Fusion skill, he realized that he could use fewer souls to achieve a better effect.
Of course, obtaining the Red Sea Egg had been quite important. Without the egg to create Roy’s clone, he might not have thought of the Fusion skill.
In the system, the attributes and definitions given by Roy were the power of law, akin to the spirit of language. As long as there were enough souls, the system would definitely be able to create them according to his definitions. If Roy wanted Frostmourne to beco a divine artifact, he did not need to rack his brains to add those attributes and definitions. He only needed to define it directly as a divine artifact.
Now that Roy’s strength and speed had increased dramatically, it naturally ant that he had the possibility of being able to fight in lee in the future. Thus, Frostmourne, which Roy had used as a magic staff, could also be appropriately strengthened so that he could use it more effectively.
Of course, while he had this thought, Roy did not know how many souls he would need to consu to define this ‘divine artifact’ attribute. It would have been fine if it had been another ti, but Ulthane was here, and it seed like he had not had enough of Frostmourne. Should I let him reforge Frostmourne first?
He should have better materials in his hands that can replace the Abyss demon iron that made Frostmourne, right?
However, before Roy could say anything, Ulthane took the initiative to say, “Leave your sword with . Give a week, and I’ll return you a stronger sword. A material I obtained more than four hundred years ago is very suitable for your sword of cursing!” “...” Roy asked doubtfully, “Although I’m very happy to hear you say that, can you tell why? You’re helping a demon forge a weapon now. Aren’t you afraid that the weapon falling into my hands will cause suffering?”
“We makers have always been known as the surviving adherents of the Creator!” Ulthane stroked Frostmourne and sighed. “In the records of our ancestors, the Creator created us to help him forge tools, so manufacturing is an instinct that is deeply ingrained in the bloodline of the makers. To us, weapons are just tools, and since they’re tools, we can make them. As for who is using tools, it’s not sothing we can intervene in. The masters na the divine artifacts, and similarly, the masters can also fulfill the na of the divine artifacts. I can tell that you will soon beco a demon lord. Any demon lord is at least a demigod, so you have the right to use divine artifacts! I would be very honored to beco the creator of this divine artifact...”
“Demigod?” Roy deliberated over this term.
He had been wondering why his combat strength had increased so much, but he was still a high-rank demon in the system’s evaluation. Although Roy was certain that likely no one at the sa rank would be his opponent in the Abyss, a high-rank demon was a high-rank demon, and this could not be changed.
In Araniya’s inherited mories, the mories of how to promote to demon lord could be said to be undetailed and vague, making Roy unsure how to approach it properly. However, Ulthane’s unintended words now gave Roy sothing.
“Okay, I’ll leave this sword to you!” Roy said. “Right, its na is Frostmourne!”
“Frostmourne? Good na!” Ulthane nodded. With one hand holding the sword and the other holding his black hamr, he placed it on his shoulder. “Then I’ll leave first. I’ll co to find you seven days later. During this ti, you’d better restrain your desire to destroy and not cause any big trouble!”
“Sure!” Roy nodded and then watched Ulthane leave step by step.
Frostmourne had its own attributes, which were Roy’s definitions. As long as Roy did not summon Frostmourne, the sword could still leave Roy for so ti. Of course, it was probably impossible for Ulthane to test the power of the sword. Frostmourne would not be able to display any power in his hands.
When only Roy was left, he walked to the side of the Red Sea Egg and sat down.
The Red Sea Egg was currently moving restlessly. After being nourished by the Jinkela fertilizer, its roots wanted to spread out, but they were blocked by the flower pot. It was unknown what material Ulthane used to make this flower pot, but the roots of the Red Sea Egg could not break through it.
There were many things to do, but the most important thing right now was to find a way to understand the situation of the Red Sea Egg
Roy did not know if the functions of the Red Sea Egg were controllable, or if this thing was fundantally acting on instinct.
Roy stretched out his hand and placed his claws on the petal-shaped outer skin of the Red Sea Egg, wanting to see if he could break these petals and see what was going on inside the egg. However, he did not expect to be stunned as soon as he placed his hand on it. Roy looked in surprise at the spot where his palm ca into contact with the Red Sea Egg. Roy had not noticed before, but after obtaining the power of lightning, Roy could clearly feel weak electric currents rippling in the Red Sea Egg. Roy thought for a long ti before finally finding a suitable word.
“Is this... bioelectricity?”
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