First I took out an ingot of deep mithril I had refined to my current limit at a previous date along with a couple fangs from Amphisbaena that were not refined yet. To be fair though most of my loot from that fight hadn't been refined quite yet as I had other priorities till now. Perhaps the only part that had really been taken care of imdiately was the magic stone nearly the size of . I had already emptied it of all mana in preparation for it's integration to my cursed barrier plan that I was close to completing thanks to it's addition.-
Anyways the dull grey white fangs rested on my lap as I activated my technique and began to carefully and thodically refine them. The fangs that were nearly two feet long each lted into liquid under my techniques ministrations and started to look like an odd pulsing orb of milk as the grey color was removed. I wasn't surprised when the materials reached level six and started to resist my technique considerably. It wasn't anything I couldn't handle though as my current limit was towards the peak of level six and I fully intended to push my crafting DS to the next rank anyways.-
Pushing my limits would accomplish this just as well as what I originally had planned so even as sweat began to bead on my forehead and drip down I kept at it. My effort paid off as soon while it was taking my full effort and a vast amount of cursed energy I felt a sort of minute shift as the fangs left level six and just ever so slightly slipped into level seven. Honestly the material could likely barely fucking count as it but it was enough.
My body relaxed and my cursed energy flowed easier as I had broke through this limit of mine and I didn't dare push my luck any further as my technique was still "sore" taphysically speaking. Cursed technique use was much like muscle use in that once you push it beyond it's normal limit you need rest to adapt to this new level. I laughed long and loud however in joy at the knowledge that i had taken yet another step forward on my path. I allowed the fangs to settle into an orb that size of a basketball that shone ever so slightly.-
Deciding that that was enough for today I set the orb aside and grabbed a mana potion from nearby to replenish my on fus cursed energy. Like I wasn't tapped out on energy but I was so close to mind zero that it made uncomfortable.
'It's funny how I used to have so much trouble with energy yet now I almost have too much. Cursed body doesn't play around about the efficiency it gives. ' I thought with a chuckle as my reservoir surged with energy from the potion.
Once my energy reached a usable level I turned my attention to the deep mithril ingot that was a dark black color that seed to absorb light from around it. This was due to the tals magical properties coming through strongly after being purified. While the material itself was level four when I first dug it out of the dungeon after purification and refinent it was a mid level five at the mont and would served as a superb supplentary material for Bell's new weapons. Activating my technique I drew out the tal like water flowing over my hands and ford it into two rods, one long and one short.-
Both thin and not very substantial but they weren't supposed to be as supplentary materials. Without missing a beat I swept out my left hand over the orb I created earlier causing the material to crawl over it and soon enough over these two black rods as well. From the amorphous "liquid" a sharp tip ford followed by a single edged blade. Both blades soon gained a round shape at the point the handle transitioned to blade with the sword gaining a sun and the dagger a moon for their guards.-
This was not the end though as I closed my eyes and used my technique to slowly dissolve the rods of deep mithril throughout the blades like veins in a body. Once this was done I set the blades to the side temporarily as I felt they were missing sothing and I needed to go fetch it. Leaving my seat I walked over to my material collection and looked it over with a serious expression as I listed each ntally before dismissing them as unacceptable. Soon I ca to the Amphisbaena materials and chose both a blue and pink crystal as well as a level three cursed stone for each blade finally.-
I took these things back to my chair and reactivated my technique to refine the crystals first and foremost. The blue crystal turned pure white as it was purified and refined while the pink one got darker and darker till it resembled obsidian. The size of these crystals also shrank drastically and now were only six and four inches long respectively, perfect for my purpose. Reaching over I took hold of the blades and carefully sent the refined crystals over to their chosen blade. The sword got the white crystal and the dagger the black.-
I infused the crystal fully throughout the entire blades in full fusion causing the originally fully white blades to change color. The sword gained a luminous outgoing shine while the dagger beca dark and introverted as though it took instead of gave. I carefully placed the cursed stones in the round guards of the blades before connecting the energy flow to the vein structure i had created previously. With this the blades only lacked the properties and cursed techniques to be completed though they could absolutely be used as is.-
For these weapons I already had the properties and cursed techniques set in mind to create a masterwork that even Hephaestus was likely to drool over. For the sword [Cleave], [Sever], [Channel], [Bleed], [Gravity] and [Durandal] were it's properties. For the Dagger [Pierce], [Ravage], [Critical], [Channel], [Drain] and [Durandal]. [Ravage], [Critical] and [Drain] were unusual properties that had mixed uses in weapons. [Ravage] Guaranteed that any injury inflicted was much worse than it should be by damaging the surroundings of the spot struck. [Critical] was a niche property that did nothing unless the weapon struck an area that was considered vital. Upon such a strike however the wounds inflicted prior all erupt at once for a massive chunk of extra damage at once before the effect resets.-
Finally was [Drain] that caused the mana in the body of whatever it strikes to seep out of any wounds caused, the worse the damage the more lost. Bell's fighting style mostly involved using his weapons to strike many shallow tis before going for a deep finisher with his dagger which these properties fit to a Tee.
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