For Noah, who possessed the Spell-Weaver skill, such unbound mana and elents were like clay he could freely shape.
With almost no effort, he extracted the properties of the blue flas contained within the Amphisbaena's dragon liver.
The blue fla flickered in his palm, appearing quite unstable.
"Feisty little thing." Noah muttered under his breath before transferring the fla above the blood pool.
A full six liters of blood released from the dragon liver of the amphisbanea.
As the fla gradually approached, the Spell-Weaver's power guided it into the blood, allowing the blood to fully absorb the blue flas.
'Now!'
Noah tossed in a large quantity of magic stones, letting the blood infused with blue fla power lt them.
The crimson magic stones lted and mixed with the blood, transforming into a beautiful ruby-red hue.
"It's working!"
Noah watched the successfully blended product in the blood pool and used Appraisal.
"Amphisbaena Dragon Blood"
・Rare
・Creator: Noah
・Can be processed into Dragon Blood Elixir through alchemy
・Can be forged into Dragon Blood Ingots through smithing
・Can be mystically processed into Dragon Blood Gems
・Can be engraved into Dragon Blood Inscriptions through goldsmithing
...
What Orichalcum? It's trash!
Blades? Unnecessary!
Without a blade, there's no fear of it chipping or breaking!
Noah decided to create a sword without a blade!
Using the hilt as a container, he would inject the dragon blood, making the sword form a mana blade only when mana is injected!
The plasma beam compressed from Amphisbaena's blue flas could only be blocked by Orichalcum!
An undefendable fla-attribute magic sword!
Noah's eyes sparkled.
After finding his direction, he feverishly wrote down a series of possibilities and drew up blueprints.
An elegant gold-and-red hilt appeared on the drawing.
Simultaneously, a string of magical incantations was transcribed onto it.
Using the Weaver skill, he would engrave these incantations inside the hilt, inject dragon blood into each rune and leave one blank rune—this blank part would serve as the sword's "switch."
When the user injects mana, the flowing mana would form the final missing rune, completing the magic and activating it!
...
The idea ca in an instant, but implenting it took Noah five full days and nights.
Looking at the mystically emanating hilt in his hand, this sword could be considered a type of magic sword in its own way.
Though different from magic swords that cast spells, this sword genuinely sealed magic within.
If the world recognized this as a magic sword, he would henceforth gain the title of 'Magic Sword Smith'.
"Let's test its effects a bit."
Noah gripped the gold-red hilt and took a deep breath.
'First, inject mana.'
Operating while observing the weapon's status through Appraisal had beco Noah's habit.
OK, Mana flows smoothly, no blockage.
Perfect conductivity.
Mana amplification... successful.
Runes, activated.
"Here it cos!"
Under Noah's expectant gaze, dazzling flas erupted from the hilt.
He had set three adjustnt modes on this sword:
Low-power mode (Red Fla), enhanced mode (Blue Fla), and overload mode (White Fla).
Currently, red light erged—just as he set, it was low...
"Wait, the power limit isn't right!"
"Hey, hold on!"
"Oh no...!"
BOOM!
From spark to inferno, it happened in an instant.
The massive flas blasted his bedroom away in one breath, then expanded relentlessly in one direction.
Within re seconds, one-tenth of the Hephaestus Familia's base was affected.
Noah successfully released the hilt in his hand.
The magic sword, deprived of mana supply, quickly retracted its rampant aura as if nothing had happened.
"Gulp—."
Looking at the devastation before him, Noah's eyelids twitched violently, and his feet felt as heavy as lead.
He probably should run away imdiately.
But if he ran, the consequences would definitely be worse.
'Damn it, i actually forgot to limit the output range!'
"TSUBAKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!"
The voice of his goddess Hephaestus echoed under the night sky, transforming into imnse killing intent charging toward the captain's location.
Noah's eyebrows twitched slightly.
Well now, Tsubaki was taking the fall for him!
Surely because of her usual behavior, she was always the first suspect when sothing happened.
This must be what they call "the wicked will be punished by their own deeds."
"It's not ! I didn't do it!" Tsubaki cried out in grievance.
She was holding her pillow and was about to sleep, when she heard a huge explosion and her roof vanished.
Then the goddess burst in, slapped her nightcap away, grabbed her collar and lifted her up.
"Who else but you would test a magic sword inside the Familia base!"
"EHHHHHHHH—???"
Tsubaki first felt it was unfair, but then rembered her past actions and fell silent.
Seems that's really how it is!
But this ti it really wasn't her!
"Wait, Lady Hephaestus, look at —I'm already in bed, and I'm a victim too!"
She quickly pointed upward, indicating her entire roof had been blown off.
...
anwhile, from the surrounding ruins, Familia mbers struggled to climb out.
"W-what happened?"
"I really thought I was going to die just now!"
"Was it Tsubaki again?"
"We're going to die by that woman's hands sooner or later."
Lants filled the area.
But fortunately, there were no casualties.
'No one died?' Noah stroked his chin in thought.
'Seems the power was too dispersed.'
'After all, it wasn't designed to be used this way—a single strike of 999 damage scattered into 999 parts, each dealing only 1 damage.'
"Hey, who actually did this! Making take the bla—doesn't your conscience hurt? If you're a man, step forward!" Tsubaki shouted at the surrounding people.
At that mont, Noah reluctantly stepped forward and raised his hand in confession.
"Um... it was ."
"HAAAHHHH???"
Seeing him step forward, Tsubaki then noticed the bladeless hilt in his hand.
With her expertise, she imdiately spotted its extraordinary aspects.
"Wait, Noah-boy, that thing in your hand... could it be a magic sword!?"
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