That wasn’t it, though. When the double-faced ice magic sword was done, a golden light started flashing across Abel’s body. Then, as this light flashed onto the blade of the sword, it became a golden sword that flashed in very bright light. “The blessings from the Great One!”
Bernie wasn’t a blacksmith, but he knew about how Abel received blessings from the great Greygenni himself. That being said, he had no idea that this good friend of his would reserve this blessing to make a knight’s big sword for him.
He’s being too good to me, Bernie thought to himself. Still, Abel never really cared about the blessing of Greygenni. He didn’t even remember it when he used it. For a blacksmith that had a near-zero failure rate, he didn’t care if he had it in the first place.
When the hundred-something dwarves left, they were all impressed. Some of them were really in shock. They felt like their progress was nothing compared to what Abel could do. Still, it was none of Abel’s concern. It was up to the individuals to decide what they would become.
At the same time, the nine other furnaces that Abel ordered had arrived. Bernie still didn’t leave yet. He wanted to stay and keep on watching Abel. Abel didn’t mind, though. The only reason he didn’t show the next part to the others was because of how little skill it required.
Now, then. After ordering a few truckloads of hematite ore on Bernie’s behalf, Abel stuffed all the ones that he could into the ten furnaces. While the furnaces were nowhere as hot as the inferno flames, they were fueled by a special liquid that contained oil and some other substances. This allowed them to produce a heat that was many times stronger than charcoal, which saved him the energy of having to blow air into the fire.
When all the hematite ores in the furnace glowed in red, Abel started taking them out onto the anvil. At the same time, he used his “telekinesis” spell to transfer some more into the furnaces. Bernie dropped his jaw when he saw this. He didn’t expect spells to be this useful in forging
Soon, twenty furnaces-worth of hematites were all hammered into one, massive base. Before that, they were all hammered to the extent that they all almost became fine iron pieces. Then, slowly and gradually, they were turned into a massive knight’s big sword.
If Abel didn’t have enough muscles, doing this was close to impossible. In fact, no one else could grab a five meter long sword with a thong. The more Bernie watched him, the more confused he became. It was obvious that humans couldn’t carry a sword this heavy. Even the orcs couldn’t handle something this heavy.
Abel smiled as he turned to Bernie, “You still want me to tell you where the metal spheres went?”
Bernie responded loudly, “Heck yeah! Where did they all go? You have to tell me, Abel.”
“Sure, mate,” Abel said, then called out, “Come out, Johnson!”
When the portal beast ring was opened, Johnson’s massive body came out of the giant wormhole in the air. The more steps it took, the more noises the multi-surfaced metal spheres on its body started to clamp together.
“What!” Bernie widened his eyes as he gazed over the ten-meter tall metallic monster that was in front of him. He understood immediately. All the metals that were made went to this thing.
“This is Johnson. He’s my summoned creature,” Abel introduced to Bernie.
“Johnson,” Bernie said through the soul chain, “This is Bernie, a good friend of mine.”
As soon as Johnson heard the word “friend,” it became very friendly to Bernie. That actually just made it creepier for Bernie, though. When it tried to walk towards him for a hug, he started running away in panic.
“Tell it to stop, Abel! I’ll be meat sauce if that thing gives me a hug!” Bernie shouted as he ran around.
“Stop joking around, Johnson!” Abel called out, then pointed towards the super knight’s big sword he made, “Johnson! I’ve made a weapon for you. Come here and try it!”
As soon as Johnson saw the sword that was customized for it, he grabbed it excitedly with its hands. It always wanted a weapon of its own, but even the sturdiest rock couldn’t withstand its super-powerful grip. Now that there was a giant, sharp metal that it could swing around with its hand, it could now become better at destroying everything that was in its path.
Bam!
And there. With one swing, one of the furnaces was slashed in half by Johnson’s sword. All the fuel that was inside started pouring around. If Abel wasn’t fast enough to pull Bernie aside, they would be on fire right now.
When Johnson tried to slash at another furnace, Abel quickly took out his knight’s big sword and ran towards it.
Clang.Within an instance, Abel’s sword collided against the five meter sword that he just made It was a weird sight for Bernie. Abel was about two meters tall, whereas Johnson was about ten meters tall. There was about a five-times difference between the size of their weapons, but Abel didn’t take a step back at all.
Johnson quickly realized what it had done. It dropped its sword on the ground, then covered its head with its hands. It was very sorry to have almost hurt its masters. It was like a child that was scared of being lectured by its parents.
Abel forgave Johnson despite the damage that it had caused, “Just, agh, just be careful, alright? You are a big boy, and you know that. It’s very easy for you to make a scene, so just be careful about it.”
Johnson started nodding with its head. Then, after picking the knight’s big sword from the ground, it sheathed the sword at its back. When it did so, a part of its metal body started creating a filling for the sword to fit in.
Abel then took out the king-sized ballista. He removed its base, then threw the bow part towards Johnson. Johnson was a little confused at the start. It wasn’t sure how a bow works, but when Abel explained to him via the soul chain, it started pulling the string with one of its hands.
The string of a king-sized ballista was made with the muscle fibers of several spiritual beasts. It was as thick as a human arm, which made it almost impossible to pull with average strength.
Now, then. Johnson no longer had to throw rocks at his enemies. It could still do that if it needed to, but there was now a more deadly option at its disposal. Speaking of which, it already had a good aim when it was throwing rocks at its enemies. If it really learned how to do archery properly, it’s attack range and power would almost be guaranteed to increase significantly.
When Johnson pulled the string, Abel was glad that he didn’t give it the arrow yet. They were still in Moon Guardian City, after all. One-shot was all it would take to take down a bunch of buildings.