"How was mom’s massage pod?"
"Simply... incredible."
Ron praised sincerely while moving his fully recovered body.
Every muscle was filled with strength, every nerve transmitting comfortable signals:
"This recovery effect is more miraculous than any magic potion I’ve seen."
Upon hearing the praise, all of Nari’s tentacles started to sway joyfully.
But she soon turned her attention to the special container holding the void essence.
"Child, mom has prepared a special gift for you."
Her voice beca sowhat cautious, as if worried her gift might not be good enough:
"This is the purest extract from that old spider... Mom thinks it should be very helpful for your sword..."
Ron took the container and imdiately felt the terrifying energy contained within.
Though carefully refined by Nari, the natural traits of the void essence remained, exuding an awe-inspiring pressure.
"Mom..."
He looked at the ancient being before him who gave everything for him, feeling a tingling sensation in his heart again:
"You always..."
"Don’t say thank you!"
Nari "fiercely" interrupted him.
Her nurous small eyes made threatening expressions, but the threat looked more like a playful gesture:
"If the child thanks mom, mom will get angry! I’ll lock you in the little dark room!"
But the light of affection in her eyes completely exposed her true inner thoughts.
To her, sacrificing for the "child" was an unquestionable thing that didn’t and shouldn’t require gratitude.
Ron shook his head helplessly, but he understood Nari’s insistence, so he could only silently rember it in his heart.
Arriving at the experintal table built specifically for him, Ron began to carefully analyze the void essence in his hand.
Under the view of "extraordinary recognition," these substances showed a complex structure that was shocking.
Countless microscopic levels of space folding and distortions, like four-dinsional fragnts in a three-dinsional world.
"The essence of conceptual binding..."
He gently stroked the container wall, feeling the void traits within:
"It’s not simple physical binding, but restricting the target’s existence state from the conceptual level..."
Taking out the magic sword from the spatial bag, Ron began to conceive a fusion plan.
The magic sword slowly transford in his hand, changing from a longsword state to a graceful bow form.
The bow is made of active tal, with energy patterns like blood vessels flowing on the surface, pulsating rhythmically with the user’s heartbeat.
The most crucial part is the bowstring, currently made of pure magic power, which is the ideal carrier for the infusion of void essence.
"If Maggs’ void silk traits could be integrated into the bowstring..."
While analyzing, Ron began to precisely control the fusion process:
"Perhaps it could not only cause physical damage but also fundantally bind the enemy’s abilities..."
The fusion process was more dangerous than expected.
The conceptual traits of void essence fiercely clashed with the active structure of the magic sword, causing visible distortions around the experintal table.
The air beca thick, light was bent, and even the flow of ti seed to be affected.
The boundary between reality and void beca blurred, creating a feeling of standing on the edge of a cliff.
Nari quickly noticed the danger, and hundreds of tentacles simultaneously released chaos power, establishing a stable force field around the experintal area.
Her chaos nature played a crucial role, acting like an adhesive to harmonize the conflict between the two distinctly different powers.
"Be careful, child..." Nari’s voice carried tension:
"This power is very unstable, a slight mistake could..."
"I know."
Ron’s voice was unusually focused, beads of sweat rolled off his forehead:
"But if this fusion succeeds, its value will be imasurable..."
Under Nari’s precise energy modulation, the fusion process miraculously succeeded.
The new bowstring presented a mysteriously translucent state, with patterns as deep as the starry sky flowing on its surface.
When Ron gently stroked the string, he could feel the void traits contained within.
It was a magical feeling of touching the edge of reality, as if fingers could penetrate space itself.
[Enchantnt Technique (Proficient) Experience Points 1]
[Material Shaping (Proficient) Experience Points 1]
[Alchemy (Mastery) Experience Points 1]
...
[Magic Sword gains a new ability: Ability Binding]
[Ability Binding: Arrows shot by the bowstring will carry void traits, which not only cause physical damage but also bind the target’s specific abilities, with the effect duration related to spiritual power strength]
The panel’s prompt brought joy to Ron’s heart.
But what excited him more was the further evolution potential exhibited by the magic sword.
"This is just the beginning..."
He gazed at the weapon in his hand and a bolder idea erged in his mind:
"If I can integrate the void traits, then can I also develop other forms... like stringed instrunts..."
Under his consciousness guidance, the magic sword began to attempt new transformations.
The bow gradually expanded, the number of strings began to increase, eventually forming an elegantly shaped multi-stringed instrunt.
The instrunt retained the active traits of the magic sword and would change color according to the mood of the player.
It turned deep red when angry, light blue when calm, and flashed gold when excited.
The strings, integrating void essence traits, could produce special sound waves directly acting on the spirit.
"This possibility..."
When Ron tentatively plucked the strings, what was produced was not ordinary notes, but sound waves carrying chaos characteristics.
These sound waves were like invisible fingers, able to directly touch the listener’s spiritual structure and create various subtle effects.
So notes could bring deep tranquility and soothing, as if washing away the soul’s fatigue;
So would incite primal fear and anxiety, making the listener feel malicious intent from the abyss;
Others had a confusing nature, able to muddle judgnt and mory.
"However... it’s not perfect yet."
Ron frowned, analyzing the limitations of the new form:
"Currently, the material and energy structure cannot support truly complex spiritual compositions. This requires more research and special materials..."
But even in this preliminary form, the stringed instrunt already demonstrated astonishing potential.
Nari quietly observed from the side, seeing her "child" so focused and excited because of her gift.
The sense of achievent, more than any power enhancent, brought her greater delight.
"Mom’s gift is useful enough?"
She cautiously asked, her voice filled with anticipation and a hint of unease:
"If you need other materials, Mom can try to find them... The abyss has all sorts of strange things..."
"It’s already perfect."
Ron could only answer this way, as he transford the stringed instrunt back to its longsword form.
The sword body emitted a silver sheen during the transformation, breathtakingly beautiful.
Facing Nari, he softly said, his voice imbued with a touch of tenderness:
"With you by my side, I feel like the luckiest person in the world."
Upon hearing this, all of Nari’s tentacles joyfully swayed.
Though she verbally disallowed thanks, deep down she longed for such acknowledgnt.
The feeling of being needed was far more precious than any power.
"So then..."
Her eyes showed a gaze filled with expectation:
"Does the child have anything else they want to study? Mom’s lab has everything, feel free to use it!"
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