Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 209
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Blacksmith (1)
Hair with beads of sweat. A bushy beard that grew up to his chest.
The bronze skin shines smoothly from the heat of the forge, and the blue eyes stare motionlessly in this direction.
Dallen opened his mouth, looking at the short hammer held in his right hand.
“Dalukahim, the great dwarf.”
“…I don’t know where I picked up that nickname. “If you are the protagonist of the prophecy, are you really omniscient?”
The owner of the Dragon Bone Sword. The opponent of the Thousand Dragons.
A dragon slayer who defeated seventeen true dragons and broke the necks of three great dragons.
Brilliant feats decorated his life, but in fact, Dalukahim was not a character raised with the intention of clearing from the beginning.
The episode where I decided to focus solely on making weapons, so much so that the first nickname I got was a big dwarf.
However, the character who started out that way eventually surpassed even the wall of transcendence by using the by-products obtained from defeating dozens of sub-dragons and true dragons.
Because Ilshin’s military power was not only powerful, he even helped greatly in the defense of the labyrinth city by arming the heroes with relic-grade equipment.
Even compared to the episodes of other transcendental characters, Dalukahim’s episode was a particularly long period of humanity’s desperate battle.
The reason Dallen had been helping LeVeron in the Labyrinth City for a long time was because he expected that a rapidly growing mithril refiner would play a similar role.
“Let’s finish it quickly.”
Of course, the presence of LeBaron did not mean that the legacy left behind by the blacksmith in front of us was not needed.
The blacksmith Leberon Ahakim, who is currently making a living in the Labyrinth City, is known as Mithril Smelter.
Even though he was skilled in handling all kinds of metals and materials, he was unable to reach the level of skill in handling dragon by-products.
The by-product of the true dragon, whose entire body is a mystery itself, is a complex and difficult material that far surpasses mithril.
It is obvious that if he can inherit the vision of handling the material from the man in front of him, it will be a great help not only to Dallen but also to humanity in confronting the apocalypse.
Crackling…
I pull out the dagger stuck in my palm. Holes in bones and muscles are instantly filled, and tough skin quickly covers them.
The blacksmith frowned at the sight. He said.
“You possess dragon blood. No…it’s like half a dragon.”
“You have a good sense of vision.”
“It is difficult to find records of a mortal absorbing dragon blood intact, even if it goes back thousands of years. Where did you boil and eat the heart of a true dragon? Otherwise…”
The hammer slightly shakes as he continues speaking.
Dallen didn’t miss that faint twitch.
Whoosh─
I hear it through my sixth sense, not my five senses. The subtle noise that split the space was similar to when Dallon threw the axe.
A strange feeling caught on the tip of the dagger I quickly swung.
Wow!
Immediately after, the space was peeled off like a cloth and what was revealed was a dagger the size of two finger joints.
“…You have good sense there.”
The dagger with the dwarf’s runes engraved on it had almost no presence even though it had a shining blade.
The blacksmith is looking at us with calm eyes. Dallen dropped the sharpened dagger in front of him.
“It is a being that cannot simply be called a transcendent. It’s infinitely heterogeneous…and vast. If the well’s prophecy is true, it would be quite possible. “How many timeline possibilities have you swallowed?”
“When you say that, you make me sound like some kind of villain.”
He chuckles and steps into the blacksmith shop.
The narrow entrance gate with hundreds of pieces of armor shining was like the gate of an impregnable fortress.
Dallen slightly relaxed his shoulders. The fingertips that had drawn a circle naturally landed on his waist.
‘If a direct attack on the castle gate is far from possible, all you have to do is destroy the fortress wall itself.’
At the end of a short thought, the moment when Dallen’s arm, which was still in his belt, became blurred along with the axe.
The blacksmith’s thick eyebrows formed an eight-pointed sign, and loud words burst from his mouth.
“Exy!”
A relic ax that split into a hundred and dozens in an instant.
Hundreds of spear knives rained down against him.
Under the quiet roof of the blacksmith shop, two torrential downpours intersected head-on.
Quaaaaang—!!
A spectacular explosion occurred in the middle of a snowy mountain forest.
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In the middle of a remote forest on a snowy mountain during a blizzard.
Wow!
Several old trees fly away at once with a flash of metallic light.
In a small clearing where all the trees had fallen, a spear was stuck. Dallen raised his clast sword and tapped the spear at his feet.
“It’s heavier than I knew.”
A dark-colored spear that constantly emits a strange sound even when it is stuck in the ground. There was a bit of incontinence on the clast sword that blocked it.
“A cavalry spear made by mixing black iron and mithril. It’s a weapon that I used a lot in the middle of the game, but at some point I stopped using it because both its weight and performance were ambiguous. Have you made any improvements without your knowledge?”
Easy profit!
No answer came back.
A bombardment of weapons raining down from nowhere just took its place.
The attitude of a thunderbolt striking from above. A gray arrow aimed at the blind spot around the waist.
Armor made of plate metal with dozens of magic techniques hugs the waist from behind, restricting movement, and at the same time, a flaming great shield blocks the front and rushes in.
Attacks that are sophisticated yet cannot be ignored. These are masterpieces created from the fingertips of a craftsman who has achieved the transcendental position as a blacksmith.
What strategy should we adopt against the weapons that have defeated dozens of dragons, even though their own strength is insignificant compared to other transcendents?
A brief moment of judgment passed and Dallon let go of the clast sword that was about to break.
And I stamped my foot in place.
「Stand step(踏步)」
Wow~
Concentric circles spreading out from under your feet. The snow that has accumulated for a long time is quickly pushed away.
The assault of the weapons that were flooding in due to the shock wave spreading in all directions faltered slightly.
That moment was enough. The magic power built up sequentially swirls around Dallan and creates a counterattack in line with the oncoming offensive.
「Happiness Power: Opposite Ratio」
Kwajik!
Press down on the shoulder of the armor with your elbow and rotate your magic around the impact point to maximize repulsion.
That’s it!
He grabs the armor’s arms, which are starting to tremble like crazy, and pulls them out and rips them off.
「Haptu Fist: Cheolstrike(徹擊)」
Woooooooo!
The magic power originating from the wing bones radiates through the fist and becomes a sharp weapon that pierces the chest of the magic armor.
Dallen, who had destroyed his armor in less than half a breath, quickly retreated and avoided the striking attack.
Gurgling…!
Avoiding it is not the end. Electricity erupted from his stance along with thunder, rushing in all directions.
‘A handle carved from the horn of a thunder dragon. A sword body covered with mithril on the orihalcon skeleton.’
Beyond the monitor, thoughts pass by about the weapon that I had worked so hard to create for several hours, and I stretch out both hands in front of the green jade wave of electricity.
「Grouse」
is awesome!
Green and blue mix and become entangled. The two waves of lightning met and broke apart, and even the small amount of snow that remained melted in an instant.
I don’t even have time to catch my breath. As the wet ground burst open, dozens of daggers and arrows penetrated blind spots.
「Magic Armor」,
「White Wind Armor」,
「Hot Wind」
Sugagagagak-!
The whirlwind that wrapped around my body twisted the trajectory of the arrow and arrow to the fullest.
「Red Flower Juran (赤華株亂)」
With a spear taken from sub-space, it gently cuts through the burning shield, causing countless fiery buds to bloom.
Permeability and permeability!
Twelve tombstones flew from somewhere and struck the empty space, simultaneously overloading all the magical winds inside and attempting to cause a huge explosion.
“Ice Crystal,”
“Bloom,” and
“Baekhyanggeun,”
the ice flower that blooms in your hand covers the ground in all directions with pure white roots, freezing all magical energy flows and even the tombstone, creating the consciousness of overload itself. It just turns it into nothing.
“Are we finished?”
A momentary gap was created in the ceaseless offensive. Without waiting for an answer, Dallon stretched out his hand and grabbed the air.
Wood clatter!
Then, with the sound of something being torn from his fingertips, a blacksmith appeared, held by his collar. Dallen chuckled.
“A robe made by mixing white tiger fur with a magic talisman from the Pantalagun. “I used it to kill some boss mobs that were difficult to face head-on.”
“…….”
“A secret technique that can deceive even the senses of a transcendental person, and a protective ability that can block wide-area attacks from quite a few boss mobs. However, it is unsuitable against opponents who have extensive detection capabilities and specialize in guided attacks. After being released, I can’t move for a while…”
“―Lux!”
Pfft!
The robe explodes as soon as the starter word is spoken.
At the same time, the ring the blacksmith was wearing broke and the built-in blinking technique was activated, widening the space between the two.
“…It was a problem.”
Dallen said, stroking his hands, which had become numb from the explosion.
“This is something I don’t know about.”
“What is the benefit of waiting helplessly for the fulfillment of prophecy in the well of heaven?”
The blacksmith, whose bushy beard had been half burned by the previous explosion, flicked away the remaining embers.
“I built a blacksmith shop again on the empty void and made things… I didn’t know it would work like this.”
The blacksmith turned off the fire and took the hammer out of the loop on his belt. As the small hammer trembled, weapons appeared from nowhere and once again filled the sky.
More than ten times the number of weapons that were first seen in the blacksmith shop. The magic power of thousands of weapons repulsed each other, creating a refraction of light like a polar aurora.
These were mostly things I knew about. Among them, there were some that particularly caught my eye.
The blacksmith spoke while fiddling with his hammer in front of Dallen, who was looking up at the sky while holding a spear and an axe.
“The armor is modeled after the magic flow of a wizard and has fighting techniques that seem to have been made for anti-sorcerers. There is a lightning technique with a similar output to the brain’s attitude. “It’s okay to deal with memorization, but this is the first time I’ve seen someone deal with a comrade’s tombstone like that.”
“…….”
“I don’t know how you did it, but you know my works better than anyone else. “I would say that the weapons I made while I was alive are fully aware of both my abilities and weaknesses.”
A statement full of uncomfortable feelings. Anyway, it wasn’t wrong.
The reason Dallen was looking up at the sky was because he was trying to classify the weapons that filled his field of vision and come up with a way to deal with them.
When developing the blacksmith character, Dallen’s play style was to create as many variables as possible with a variety of weapons.
A method of testing the opponent with an irregular offensive attack at the beginning of a close match and then solidifying the victory with a weapon that has a competitive advantage.
That was the reason why we did not hastily show our territory. Among the weapons the blacksmith had, there was a combination that could overwhelm even his domain.
‘It’s different from the battles so far.’
Most superhumans or transcendents were beings who devoted everything to one or two abilities.
There will always be minor variables in the fight itself, but in the end, it all boils down to pouring out all of one’s strength.
However, the blacksmith in front of me was a master craftsman who created endless possibilities with countless weapons instead of improving his own strength.
In order to win, you will have to mobilize all the countless techniques and forces you have accumulated over the years and engage in a meticulous battle based on your superiority in information.
‘It is only at the last moment that the gray sky or the sea above the clouds are revealed. ‘Use as many unique skills as possible to match the exploration battle and utilize the areas that are revealed to keep your guard down.’
Sereung…
I gathered my thoughts and pulled out the holy sword from behind my waist. A thin layer of frost had settled on the holy sword that was broken in half.
The power of frost left behind by the Tsarina. Another possibility not specified in the status window.
The moment the broken sword was lifted, the blacksmith put down the hammer.
He said.
“I will surrender.”
“……what?”
“Even if I fight, I don’t think I have much chance of winning. Instead, I would like to ask you for one thing. “Let me complete the final work before handing over all power to you.”
“…….”
After rushing at you just now as if you were going to kill me?
A wrinkle formed on Dallen’s forehead in a completely unexpected reaction.
The blacksmith looked at that and laughed. He spoke in a low, cracked voice.
“I need to make a sword that can pierce the heart of a god. I failed because I didn’t have the materials… but it looks like you brought all the materials.”