Nameless King

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Gradually the dragon’s fang turned into a liquid, each drop of which contained a huge amount of blood, roughly comparable to Wain’s blood. Ceozi had already prepared a special mold for melting the scythe, but unlike the sword blade, she couldn’t do everything at once since the construction of the scythe was much more complicated.

‘Damn… I need to make several different parts and then put them together… Compared to that, making a sword where you only need one straight blade is very easy…’ Ceozi inwardly muttered as her ring shone brightly.

A hammer appeared in her hand one side of which was covered with a dense layer of ice while the other side burned brightly with a red flame.

“Wow, isn’t that hammer the perfect tool for a blacksmith?” Wain muttered with a dazed look, realizing how useful such a hammer could be.

“Hmm? What is she going to do?” Nicole muttered with a confused look as she touched her lips.

“Nicole, don’t you know anything at all about blacksmithing…?” Wain turned to her as he raised an eyebrow, “I’m sure some of the monsters in the Void do it too, though not at as high a level as Ceozi.”

Nicole shook her head sharply, “No. I wasn’t interested, there’s no point in me doing blacksmithing, so…I’ve never seen blacksmiths work.”

Wain breathed, “Ceozi will use one part of the hammer to lower the temperature thereby turning the molten dragon fang into something solid, a shape for a weapon, then she can use the hot side of the hammer to fix some parts.”

Nicole was silent for a while before she nodded with a blank stare, she didn’t seem to understand anything at all.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

At the same moment, Ceozi began to strike the dragon’s fang with great speed and force, gradually shaping it into a blade. She used the two sides of the hammer to do exactly what she wanted, leaving several gaps on the blade, creating a semblance of a saw. 𝚘𝚟𝚕．ｔ

“Phew… Looks like the first part is done.” Ceozi muttered brushing the sweat off her forehead before setting the blade aside. Now there is a hilt left to make and join the two pieces together.

‘Gladius, what do you think of this?’ Wain asked, looking at the blade Ceozi made.

‘Not bad, very good, this blade is sharp enough to wound someone on the God Stage, however, the weapon is not ready yet, so too early to give an estimate.’ Gladius said seriously and after a short pause continued, ‘However… I’m troubled by this aura…’

‘Yeah, me too. The energy of the God Stage Dragon doesn’t seem to want to obey anyone… Well, hopefully, Nicole can sort out the problem.’ Wain inwardly muttered looking at the white streams of energy emanating from the scythe blade. Only he could see it, for this energy was of a completely different level than Ceozi or Nicole.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

A few hours later, Ceozi made the hilt. It was perfectly white with a powerful yet calm aura, it seemed that it was a weapon in itself since the hilt could be used as a fighting staff.

“Damn… It took longer than I thought it would, however, now it’s almost done.” Ceozi muttered with an exhausted look as she turned to Nicole, “Come here, we’ll take the last step together.”

“Finally! I’m getting tired of waiting!” Nicole exclaimed joyfully as she ran toward Nicole.

Nicole smiled slightly, picked up the pieces of the scythe, and handed them to Nicole. Nicole’s eyes shone brightly as it was her first weapon that suited her perfectly and was made of very rare material.

“Now try to put them together.” Ceozi said and Nicole did so, touching the two pieces to each other.

Ceozi nodded as her hand lit up in a bright red flame, instantly raising the temperature around her several times over.

Crackle. Crackle. Crackle.

Portions of Nicole’s skin began to burn, flying away from her, though Ceozi didn’t even blink.

“Hey… Can you hurry up?” Nicole frowned.

“Sure.” Ceozi directed the flame, gradually turning the two parts into one. Ceozi controlled the flame to make it perfect, without any imperfections.

‘Agh… Am I finally done?’ Ceozi inwardly sighed with relief, easing her flame.

“All done?” Nicole asked in disbelief looking at a scythe in her hands.

“Yeah… Now you can use it to fight even faster than usual.” Ceozi replied with a slight smile on her face.

‘Hmm? Is it really that easy?’ Wain said to herself as she tilted her head.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

Suddenly eerie streams of energy began to emerge from the scythe that tossed Nicole and Ceozi aside, with the force of a huge explosion.

“What the hell!” Nicole exclaimed furiously with her eyes wide open.

“No… Why did this happen? Was I wrong about something?” Ceozi muttered looking at the white streams of energy bursting out of the scythe.

Whooooooooosh.

Nicole wasn’t going to put up with her first weapon resisting, so she immediately ran forward, clutching a scythe tightly in her hands.

“Damn! What is this? Why won’t you be my weapon?!” Nicole shouted staring intently at the blade as suddenly the energy flows turned into the silhouette of a massive dragon head.

“Roooooaaaarrrrr!!!” The Dragon’s head roared, making the entire forge shake and giving Nicole goosebumps.

Then, a beam of energy launched from the dragon’s mouth, which once again threw Nicole aside, but this time it was much more dangerous as many bleeding scratches were left on her body.

‘Wain… We have to do something. If we don’t calm this energy now, Nicole will never be able to own this scythe.’ Gladius said in a worried voice.

‘Hey, I can easily fix this little problem.’ The Abyss Artist said with a sly smirk, ‘All we have to do is put their energies together. I have hundreds of ways you can pull off something like that. Just give me control and with a little bit of pain and a sliver of skill, I’ll get it right.’