Watching Lord Goibniu who was old in body but young at heart, Roy wasn't worried about the Oni King's Armor being damaged by the other.
There were gaps even among Gods.
The kind of God who would smash the Philosopher's Stone, destroying years of "The Sage" Fels's painstaking work, was pure brain-dead trash. If Roy saw such a God, he would have to find an opportunity to let Dungeon monsters kill the other.
Lord Goibniu was undoubtedly among the many Gods, a relatively serious and upright existence. Orario's Hero Bridge was built by him.
However, Roy was quite curious about what he planned to do. "Lord Goibniu, what is your plan?"
Lord Goibniu grinned, "Give me that monster's blood. Don't tell me you didn't collect it."
Hearing this, Roy's left hand reached into the satchel at his waist, actually taking out the Oni King's Blood from his spatial ring. The small bottle contained about one hundred milliliters or so, the most essential portion of Muzan Kibutsuji's blood.
Lord Goibniu took the small bottle, "If I guessed correctly, this monster possesses extremely strong vitality. This bottle of blood shares the same root and source as the armor."
Roy nodded. Although Muzan Kibutsuji had trash combat power, brutal personality, and was as timid as a mouse, with various problems, no one underestimated his recovery ability. Five brains and seven hearts, splitting and regenerating, even being hit by compound medicine specifically targeting demons, he didn't die on the spot.
Lord Goibniu said, "I want to destroy its structure, lower its performance, then forcibly merge this monster's blood into it, giving it higher growth potential. Boy, work the bellows!"
Speaking, Lord Goibniu returned to the workbench.
Since it concerned his own equipment, Roy hurriedly followed, obeying Lord Goibniu's instructions, pulling the bellows, pushing air into the furnace. The originally dark red fuel instantly turned bright red, temperature rising sharply.
The furnace burned bright red, rolling heat waves transmitting. Even though Roy was a Level 3 adventurer with physique far surpassing ordinary people, he still had a feeling of being burned.
While Lord Goibniu's entire body was illuminated red, even closer to the furnace than Roy, his expression was very calm, as if unable to feel the scorching temperature.
Placing the Oni King's Armor inside the furnace.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
When the Oni King's Armor was burned bright red, Lord Goibniu used tongs in one hand to fix the armor, his other hand lifting a hammer to strike down. Crisp blacksmithing sounds rang out in the workshop, continuous and unending, full of rhythm.
Strictly speaking, this wasn't forging equipment, but destroying equipment, so Lord Goibniu didn't need too much preparation time.
The Oni King's Armor was quickly smashed beyond recognition.
Regarding this, Roy completely didn't mind. His eyes tightly stared at Lord Goibniu's movements.
Every hammer strike from Lord Goibniu gave him a feeling of natural perfection, as if this hammer should be exactly so, the truth of the world, unquestionable by anyone!
Among the Gods who descended to the lower world with sealed divine power, besides being able to grant blessings, they were basically equivalent to trash. But there were also a small portion of Gods who utilized skills tempered through long periods of time to work.
Lord Goibniu was one of them.
The other's forging technique had reached the pinnacle of perfection. Roy's body mechanically pulled the bellows, eyes unblinking as he stared at Lord Goibniu.
Lord Goibniu's figure was engraved into his mind.
"Just half is enough."
Lord Goibniu poured half the Oni King's Blood onto the bright red armor, tossing the remaining half back to Roy.
Seeing the blood poured onto the armor not only didn't evaporate from high temperature, but strangely merged in, following the hammer strikes, being completely absorbed by the armor.
The armor trembled, as if coming alive.
Roy's entire attention was placed on Lord Goibniu and the Oni King's Armor, not discovering another matter.
A middle-aged man with a阴柔 face, wearing glasses, like a weak scholarly youth, was watching him from afar.
Blacksmith work was heavy and laborious. After finishing a day's work, blacksmiths most liked to fiercely gulp down a mouthful of fine wine, then sleep deeply.
There were only so few Familias selling high-end alcohol. The Goibniu Familia had considerable cooperation with the Soma Familia.
Today happened to be a wine delivery day. For the Goibniu Familia this big client, the Soma Familia's captain Zanis Lustra had to personally come.
Zanis stared at Roy's figure in the workshop, his eyes flashing with meaningful light.
Name: Oni King's Armor. Quality: Low-grade. Special Effect (Blood Devouring): Can absorb blood of the dead within five meters of oneself, storing it.
Special Effect (Sublimation): Consume stored blood to repair armor, restore durability, and raise armor quality, upper limit being Legendary-grade.
Special Effect (Oni Fury): Consume stored blood, full ability values increase (increases according to equipment grade), each activation of special effect reduces durability by 10%.
Special Effect (Taboo): Unable to absorb blood of humans, elves, Gods—limited to monsters, and irrational, unintelligent existences.
Durability: 98%
Four to five hours later, forging ended. Lord Goibniu handed the brand new Oni King's Armor to Roy.
Just from outward appearance, it was far worse than at the beginning—dim and lusterless, the gray-iron colored breastplate utterly ordinary, looking like it was forged from ordinary steel.
The instant he touched the armor, a new introduction panel jumped out before Roy's eyes.
Quality dropped from Epic to Low-grade, but four special effects emerged, making Roy's face show surprise. Scanning with ten lines at a glance, his heart grew increasingly delighted.
From absorbing his own blood, it became absorbing monster blood—equivalent to canceling the side effect. Correspondingly, the amplification from using special effects decreased considerably.
In the short term, he was at a loss.
The Oni King's Armor even without using special effects, Epic-grade defense could block Level 4 adventurer magic.
But looking at the long term, one could say he profited enormously. The equipment's upper limit raised to Legendary-grade.
This was divine craftsmanship!
When seeing the final special effect "Taboo," Roy knew Lord Goibniu specially added it to prevent him from using this equipment to massacre wantonly.
Humans were complex, often needing only a trigger to easily fall into darkness.
Truly worthy of being called "degradation." Roy could feel this God's caring intention.
A trace of weariness flashed through Lord Goibniu's eyes. Setting down the hammer, he picked up the Soma-brewed Divine Wine, drinking it in one gulp, "Rarely encountering such materials, once in a blue moon. This old man also gave twelve-tenths of his energy. I hope you can treat this equipment well."
Lord Goibniu's final words held a trace of warning. He also knew the Oni King's Armor's special effects.
Roy nodded heavily, "Thank you very much."
Seeing Roy so humble, a trace of smile flashed across Lord Goibniu's normally unsmiling face, "Gratitude is unnecessary. The forging fee is this number!"
Lord Goibniu extended one palm.
"No problem!"
Roy agreed in one mouthful. A God spending four to five hours—the Oni King's Armor's potential, though not comparable to the Two Hundred Million Blade, wasn't far off.
Debt: fifty million valis!
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