Collide Gamer Chapter 891 – Rex Magnar

To the joyous weeping sounds of the insane blacksmith, tra bowed down. The weapon was lodged into the misshapen mould. Even the First of Wrath struggled to bend the Elentium into such a shape that she could pull her new armant out. “Co here, you glorious hunk of tal!” she growled, managing to dig her fingers between shaft and mould.

tra lifted the shaft out of its confinent. It was of silver-white, the colour of pure Mithril, and beset on the end by a sizable thorn of prismatic beauty. The triangles that fragnted the inside of the see-through tal were of the seven colours spread throughout the Collits. Brown for earth, blue for water, green for air, red for fire , deep purple for shadow and gold and silver for light. Red and brown were represented the most, gold, silver, and blue the least.

tal screeched against tal, as tra twisted the handle to free the head of the weapon as well. Other, seemingly misplaced sounds joined the mix. Repeated, heavy guitar sounds, as if a tal band was getting ward up nearby. tra slamd her sandal-covered foot down on the mould and received a prompt drum beat as an eager response. “I SAID…” she scread, the green of her eyes glowing intensely. The tal around the stuck part of the weapon also began to glow – just with heat rather than power. “…CO – OUT!”

Finally, the mould gave way and the weapon cut through the air. The electric guitar sounds rose into an ecstatic shred, while pieces of glowing hot tal flew through the air and the creator cried with joy. tra grinned widely and inspected her weapon. John did the sa.

The head was that of a halberd. One side was a massive, curved axe blade, the other a slightly curved spike that could ram through one temple and co out the other. Between both, at the tip of the weapon, sat a dagger-length blade whose end extended past the upper edge of the axe. All three elents were made from the sa Fusional as the thorn at the opposite end, but the flat parts of the axe were also covered in silver and gold tendrils that served both as decoration and conductors for the nurous enchantnts on the weapon.

In the middle of the head sat a massive gemstone, connecting the weapon elents. It was of a grey colour and had been polished into a completely smooth surface. John could see the occasional bit of electricity rush through it. It was what had beco of the Heart of Stone and Thunder, the bonus reward from their latest Raid.

tra swung the weapon through the air a couple tis. Each ti, the guitar notes reverberated in the air. After the Glockenspiel sounds of Strimata, they seed simultaneously out of place on a similarly created weapon and all the more fitting. For a weapon that belonged to the First of Wrath, clear bell tones would have been too harmonic to properly underline the brutality of her fighting style. While John spontaneously asked himself what music genre fit each of his girls the best, tra said, “Heavy.”

“tal, very much so, I agree,” the Gar joked and then asked, “Are you using the weight-adjustnt enchantnt?”

“It has that?” the First of Wrath wondered and weighed the weapon in both and then one hand. “That’s fucking aweso. Can it get heavier as well?”