The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 237

Chapter 75 Reality (2)

“Let’s keep it simple first.”

I injected mana into the dragon heart I created through weaving.

What we have just woven is a simple illusion that uses neither black cloth nor menosorpho.

However, if I inject mana according to this design structure,

I will definitely have a dragon heart made of my mana.

It didn’t come out.

The dragon heart that was devouring my mana seemed to be doing well, but soon lost its shape and spread out.

“Was it too simplistic to think that mana crystals can contain mana?”

In fact, if this type of production method was possible, anyone who knew the structure of the dragon heart would have been able to replicate it in large quantities.

I don’t know if anyone knows the structure, but if Fili wanted to, he would have mobilized the imperial palace’s manpower to create it somehow.

If that doesn’t work, it means that simply containing mana is not enough.

“Satan just added mana to an already created dragon heart, so is this a different concept from creating something completely from scratch?”

But I got the idea.

The dragon heart itself is a vessel. I witnessed Satan filling the bowl with his own mana.

In other words, as long as the bowl itself is completed, it will be possible to fill it without necessarily having to use the dragon’s mana.

‘There is no doubt that Dragon Heart is a mana crystal. In other words, the vessel will also be made of mana. However, during the crystallization process, it changed into a different structure from what I knew.’

Just as water and ice are the same substance, they look completely different.

Mana and mana crystals also have completely different structures.

The structure of Dragon Heart is already in the workshop, and that’s what I’m seeing right now.

However, if I do not find a way to crystallize mana myself, even if I pour in mana according to this structure, it will not be fixed and will scatter on its own. Just like you did.

“The problem is that no one will know how to do it.”

If such a method had existed, the continent would have been left with a long history of great discoveries.

I sighed. This is a level of difficulty that can be easily imagined when you think about how long it took for people to invent a way to turn water into ice, that is, to artificially lower the temperature.

How to turn water into ice. Just put it in the refrigerator. So how do you make a refrigerator?

All you have to do is create a device that lowers the temperature. In other words, ‘refrigerant’ is needed. A method of turning a gas into a liquid ‘without lowering the temperature.’ To do that…

“…it seems like a more ignorant way.”

I came out to the workshop. You need a larger space to test your idea. No, there must be an open space at all.

This is Roach’s villa, so there are no people around, but there is a risk of being caught, but let’s take it into account in this case.

“huh?”

I felt a presence and turned around to see Metamorph slowly following me.

“Do you want to take a look?”

I’m not sure because it’s a slime, but I think it nodded.

“okay. You loved learning. Transform into me and observe.”

At my words, Metamorph stopped dawdling and immediately expanded its size significantly.

It took less than 2 seconds for it to turn into me. I felt like the speed of transformation was getting faster.

‘I feel something strange.’

It’s strange that a child with the same body and face as me is looking at me, but it’s even stranger because the fact that Frontier is not really me.

In some ways, he looks just like me, and in other ways, he looks completely different from me.

“Is it okay to do this?”

But Metamorph suddenly asked a strange question.

“huh?”

“I am following you. are you okay?”

In the meantime, my speech became quite fluent again. Of course, it wasn’t a perfectly kind sentence, but I roughly understood the meaning.

“There’s nothing wrong with it. Transformation is your power.”

“…Everyone hated it.”

“Are you sure you’ll be okay? “I am the one who kidnapped you and the one who fought with you.”

“…I don’t know.”

Metamorph lowered his eyes slightly and spoke. Is that appearance also an imitation of a person or an expression of Metamorph’s own emotions? When I think about it, I get chills and find it interesting at the same time.

“I remembered it, but not everything. I hate that place. “I don’t want to go back.”

The place Metamorph was talking about must be a laboratory. Probably a laboratory in another world set up by demons.

“You brought back my memories and stopped me from going there. That’s not kidnapping. “I know that much.”

“…So you’re so quiet? “Because you have no intention of opposing me?”

“huh.”

Metamorphs aren’t stupid to begin with. There’s no way you can be stupid with your rapid learning ability.

However, Metamorph is too obsessed with ego to be considered just a highly intelligent monster.

That must have been the reason why I was so obsessed with Ajie’s fall. It’s about trying to find yourself by doing something that no one else can do.

“But people are afraid.”

Metamorph said.

“I am afraid of what will happen after I learn everything I have seen. And I don’t know what the result will be. So I thought that was why you locked yourself in that house. “To prevent me from seeing anything.”

You mean locked up in a workshop?

That was simply a measure to prevent the devil from taking Metamorph, but it seems that way from Metamorph’s perspective.

“But this time, even if I follow you, you don’t say anything, but instead tell me to observe.”

Metamorph’s eyes turned to me.

It looked at me with Frontier’s face and those pitch black eyes.

‘…Is this how people who encounter me feel?’

It’s a really irritatingly drowsy face. I don’t know what you’re thinking. Because the metamorph’s emotions were still weak, the effect was maximized.

“Aren’t you scared?”

Metamorph asked. Aren’t you scared after learning everything?

My answer was set.

“scared.”

“…Then why? curiosity?”

“no.”

Well, of course, the mechanisms of metamorphs, which are not human, are always interesting to look at.

That’s not what’s important.

“Because there’s no point in being scared.”

“…is it meaningless?”

“okay. “I’m not going to kill you.”

“why? “The eyes of other people are clearly the same as when they looked at me.”

Metamorph didn’t say that and kept his mouth shut. You probably know what the eyes and expressions of the people watching inside the prison mean.

“It was not your will to attack the emperor. “It was a trick of the devil.”

Rather than saying that it wasn’t will, it’s more that Metamorph had no will of his own at the time.

“…maybe not.”

“After that, you had no intention of attacking anyone. “I just wandered around because I wanted to try out a technique.”

Moreover, I stabbed Metamorph in the back after stopping him from attacking the Emperor.

From my perspective, as I am not a resident of this world, Metamorph’s actions, whether the emperor or a citizen passing by, are simply ‘attempted murder’. Besides, it wasn’t his will.

“You want to know who you are?”

Metamorph’s process of finding himself. That has a different meaning from finding memories from when you were born.

What should a person born on this earth do and what are they born for and live for? wanting to know that.

That sight gave me a certain confidence.

“That’s not strange.”

“I think it’s just me who does this.”

“of course.”

The metamorph I am looking at is not a monster, but rather,

“You were just born.”

Looks like a child

“Everyone goes through the same process as you.”

Everyone stops at some point to find out who they are.

The same goes for Metamorph. I don’t know what will happen to this guy later. Is it really possible to learn everything? So what happens next? Will that be helpful or harmful to humanity?

There’s nothing I can know right now.

“Why would I kill a child?”

“….”

Metamorph was silent after that.

Even though he didn’t understand everything I said, he seemed to be coming to terms with it within himself.

“And there’s something you have to do first to find out who you are.”

“What?”

“You’re making a name.”

“I have a name. “It was called ‘The Plague of Metamorphs.’”

“That’s not a name. Even the name sucks. “You better change it.”

“…What are you going to change it to?”

Those words made me think for a moment.

…To be honest, this guy reminds me of a certain monster from a famous work, both game and animation. He also starts with ‘meta’.

However, I couldn’t bring in the name ‘Metamorph’s Calamity’ after saying it was a bad name.

“…Let’s do it as May.”

I thought about a short name with the first letter without any special meaning.

Metamorph tilted his head for a moment and said.

“…huh.”

“good. From now on, you are May.”

“huh.”

A simple answer that makes it hard to tell whether you like it or not.

Now that I’ve decided on a name for this guy, I have to keep doing what I was doing.

“Menosorpo.”

I unfolded a magic circle. Size to maximum. Because I couldn’t figure out what scale was needed.

“I’m watching it from there.”

After speaking to May, I went up to the sky. This was the biggest reason for deploying Menosorpo.

Because here I can fly freely in the sky.

Like the principle of the refrigerator mentioned earlier, ‘compression’ is necessary to turn gas into liquid.

It may not be that simple, but I have a bit of an advantage over other people in handling mana. Because mana is not manipulated using special formulas or starter words.

That’s why something so ignorant is possible.

‘First, Heukcheon.’

Manipulate the sub-bands to create a huge circular sphere surrounding the black sky. It doesn’t have to be that solid to begin with.

What matters is size. Even if I release all of my mana, it requires a generous size that can be contained within it.

As a result, the black sky spread wide, and what I saw in front of me was a black and slightly transparent spherical membrane.

‘Next is Mana.’

Mana that we had from the beginning and has grown endlessly. And the mana of Helheim that was absorbed by breaking the fragments.

He brings it all out generously. Originally, mana is consumed to use magic, so without magic, mana cannot be extracted, but weaving is an exception.

In the first place, Dragon Heart is a mana crystal itself. In order to complete this, that is, to complete the weaving, I can draw out mana generously.

I created an illusion of a dragon heart inside a huge sphere made of black cloth and slowly flowed mana towards it.

The pace was slow but endless.

“…What is this?”

In fact, it was my first time seeing with my own eyes the amount of all mana I had.

I was a little overwhelmed as I watched my mana filling up the huge sphere before my eyes.

Although it’s a little funny that I’m overwhelmed by my own mana.

Meanwhile, I glanced down and looked at May.

May was looking up at me blankly from the ground.

…I told her to observe and learn, but will May be able to follow along?

‘Well, if you look hard enough, you’ll find out!’

I trapped most of my mana inside the sphere and said,

“Hmph!”

As I clenched my fist, the huge sphere of Black Heaven forcibly narrowed its size.

“Keuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…!”

The mana inside the sphere tries to jump out. A huge pressure swirled within the sphere.

As he overcame it, the sphere of black sky narrowed its size further to the shape of a small crystal called a dragon heart.

Mana is literally compressed with power to create mana crystals.

There is no such thing as ignorance, but I am the only person who can do this.

Kwasik! Kwazijijik!

A spark arose within the sphere of black heaven. It is not a lightning magic or anything like that, but a rupture that occurs when mana cannot escape the pressure and collides with each other.

‘It’s okay now though. Because having the perfect form of mana is not important!’

Rather, the form must be broken. In order for a decision to be made, the structure must fundamentally change.

however.

‘…I don’t have enough strength…!’

I just compress my mana.

I feel acutely how much control is needed to actually pull off this simple one line.

Heukcheon can already be used like a limb. For me, who has the mana of Helheim, all that fine control is possible.

However, it is a different problem from the control power of mana itself.

Right now, I’m just using the Black Heaven to forcibly block the mana from leaking out.

Since coordination and control are not possible, ignorant methods are adopted. Runia Freecell, who is said to be a mana control genius, would be so shocked that she would be speechless.

‘It’ll work out like this!’

When I had a premonition of failure coming, I had to make a choice.

Should I continue with this or should I give up here?

If I force myself to succeed and succeed, I’ll be happy, but if I fail, I don’t have the energy to handle all the mana I poured out.

I can’t even imagine what would happen if I released all the mana I had accumulated up to this point in an instant.

So, if that doesn’t work, you need to slowly release it here in advance.

‘I can’t help it. ‘It’s not just this one chance.’

I eventually decided to give up. It is not a task that must be succeeded right away. Of course, I’m worried about Bartello’s decline, but I’m not saying he’s going to step down right away.

The idea itself wasn’t bad, so if you thought of another way to supplement it—

“That’s great. this.”

While I was thinking that, there was May in front of me.

“…How are you staying afloat?”

“In the same way as you.”

…This cheating bastard.

“Can you follow along with this too?”

“No, that’s impossible.”

May shook her head.

“Because I don’t have this much ridiculous mana.”

Mei can learn all skills and ability magic at a rapid rate, but she cannot create something that does not exist.

He cannot imitate more than his own mana. Even if it does, it will be smaller.

“but.”

Mei stretched out her hand toward the slowly shrinking sphere of black heaven.

“I know what to do.”

For a moment, the violent momentum felt inside the circular sphere subsides. Mana is not escaping.

Mana is being controlled internally as I push towards the black sky.

“…How did you do it?”

“Because what I learned wasn’t just about you. “This is some woman’s skill.”

…is it Zodiac Daisy? Because I met him when I went down to prison.

Did you steal it in that short period of time?

“good. “Then we will continue to narrow it down like this.”

“how much?”

“Smaller than your finger.”

“That’s really ignorant.”

After saying that.

The two of us compress our mana according to our respective roles.

Mana sparked and shattered, reducing its size. Within the black cloth that was perfectly wrapped with no leaks, the concentration of mana became thicker and more organized.

And at some point, the irregular movement completely stops.

Coogung!

The mana shrunk in size in an instant and was all contained within the structure of the dragon heart.

A pitch-black dragon heart covered in black cloth appeared in front of me.