FVN Chapter 782 Odd Customers
Chapter 782 Odd Customers
Chapter 782 Odd Customers
Karl thought about what he would add to the weapon. "Alright, I have an idea. I can give the weapon a collection of enchantments suitable for a fire element berserker. If you could leave your contact information, I will send a runner when the weapon is ready." Karl agreed.
The man nodded. "I will know when it is complete." @@@@
Then he set a bag on the counter and vanished, using a teleportation ability that left behind flickering red flames.
Davis turned to Karl. "It seems that we are being tested by all the powers of the region. Drodh City is known for its Demonic Fleet, and their combination of Unholy and Water Magic. But that sort of flame should be Phoenix Flames. Not only that, but I have no idea what is in the bag. It's enchanted to a level that I can't see through with my appraisal skills. An anti-theft container."
Karl picked up the bag and looked inside. It was full of fire element gems, bits of stone, and a small branch that radiated intense heat.
[YOINK!] Cara cheered as the branch vanished from the bag.
She juggled it between her hands for a moment, as it really was hot, and then carefully planted it in the centre of an open area in her space.
The plant immediately took root, becoming more vibrant, and a second leaf began to form on the small sprig.
Cara lay on her side, letting the radiated heat warm her belly fur.
[Oh yeah, that's the good stuff.]
Outside, Hawk simply stared at his shameless sister in amazement. Should he not have first dibs on fire element treasures? Was he not a giant flaming bird, while she was a Void Element Badger?
Whatever. Once it grew out a bit, he would shame her into cutting a sprig for him to plant.
But the gems in the bag were immeasurably valuable on their own. They were all Totem and Overlord Rank fire element treasures, worth thousands of times more than the work that the strange flame lover had requested.
But now it looked much better, and the activation of Ghostfire Body would flow through the intention to strengthen the blade itself and the poem about legendary deeds, then finish with the actual damage increasing effects that would accomplish the task.
Karl coated one of the claws of his [Bestial Form] with Disintegrate and shivered at the flow of power as his snowy white fur brushed against the blade.
He went over the runes one last time, making a few alterations to the depth of the carving, based on what [Runecrafting] was telling him to do with this particular formation.
Then Karl began to focus on mana recovery, as he felt his energy draining faster than he could regenerate it.
Every single rune was drawing more power from him than it should, and the draw was increasing as he worked his way down the blade.
An increase in draw as you made a more powerful Runic Inscription was normal, but he had already reached the mana flow of a full output Monarch Ranked skill, and he hadn't even started to upgrade the Runes yet.
By the time he reached the end of the inscription, Karl was panting with exertion, and struggling not to let his claw shake, which would destroy all his hard work.
The blade was vibrating with power, and the Runes were glowing Gold, even before being given any additional power or being activated by Karl.
[Everyone, can you transfer me power? I'm going to need it for this. I'm not sure what is up with this blade, but it's requiring entirely too much input for even the grand inscription I made.] Karl requested.
With a bit of concentration, all the power stored in the beast spaces began to flow to Karl's body, then to the blade as he pushed it from Commander through Royal to the peak of Monarch.
Then the runes began to glow with an ethereal blue flame, like Hawk's feathers, and the Flame Gem lit up in the same colour, flickering internally.
The draw of power finally ended, and Karl let out a sigh of relief.
This was a bit different than he had expected, and he wondered if it was something to do with the Ghostfire Body ability. He hadn't tried to use that one before, and it was not a simple skill.
All he needed now was to have a shower and a nap after dinner. Tomorrow, he would hope that the owner showed up to get his blade, which was radiating power like a shining beacon on the tables in the second floor workshop.
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