Chapter 218: Primal

With Melissa’s armor dealt with, Arwin and Lillia finally had a chance to get back to working on their heart-contraption. They hadn’t actually figured out a name for it yet, and Arwin was more focused on actually making it than naming it.

The Millstone Maw, the first part of the set that would process magical food into paste, was ready to get to work. They just needed the next two parts of the set. One to extract the magical energy from the paste, and another to house the heart.

Arwin was fairly certain that the former of the two would be the more difficult. The best idea he and Lillia had come up with so far was a device that would accept some form of liquid through an intake valve that could be mixed with the paste until dilution. The mixture could then then flow through the pipes and into the heart. Fịndd new updates at novelhall.com

With that in mind, Arwin got started by making some pipes. He didn’t need much of Lillia’s help for that, so she headed back to the tavern to start preparing for the dinner crowd while he worked.

Making the pipes, fortunately, was a fairly straight forward task. Arwin went through his Brightsteel, filtering through it to find pieces that wouldn’t mind being part of... whatever it was he was making. It was a bit difficult to describe to the metal through just thoughts and feelings, but he eventually managed to get his point across.

Arwin wasn’t surprised to find that the Brightsteel wasn’t particularly excited for the task, but he eventually managed to filter out enough pieces that didn’t mind it. He then got to work purifying the metal piece by piece before hammering it back into a sheet with Verdant Blaze.

Once the metal for the pipes was ready, it didn’t take long for Arwin to turn it into rough tube shapes. He used [Scourge] and the heat of his [Soul Flame] to bend everything together, then spent nearly three times that effort actually rounding out the centers of the pipes to make them circular.

That had probably been a bit excessive. He was pretty sure the pipes would be fine even if they weren’t perfect, but every step toward perfection meant the final product would function better... and it certainly didn’t hurt anyone if it looked nice.

Arwin pumped the metal full of his magical energy as he worked, then moved on to forming a mixing chamber and a valve to pour liquid in through. That took a little longer than the pipes, and he ran into a slightly bigger problem in the process.

Unlike the pipes, having divots or other significant imperfections in a mixing chamber would mean liquid or paste could get stuck in the cracks and fail to flow on properly. That would mean extra time wasted taking everything apart or cleaning it.

I need to keep it as round as possible. How can I get a large piece of metal to be a good hemisphere?

Arwin looked around the smithy. Materials were gathered in piles along its edges and a thin layer of soot covered the ground, pieces of metal scattered throughout it. Nothing was exactly the sphere shape he needed.

His brow furrowed in thought, holding the sheet of Brightsteel in one hand while his other drummed against the stone bottom of his hearth, [Soul Flame] flickering around it. Then a thought struck him.

Arwin looked down at the metal in his hand, then glanced at the door. Nobody was watching. He stuck the Brightsteel into the fire, heating it until it was malleable, then lifted it to the top of his head and pressed down with the aid of [Scourge].

Lillia strode over to comply and Arwin scooped up a Wyrmling claw, pushing it through the top of the chamber. Energy pulsed through his body and throbbed in his mind as he shoved it into the Brightsteel.

He connected the pipes to the mixing chamber in the same manner, his intent as honed as a knife. Power ran from Lillia and flowed through him before entering the chamber. The Mesh tingled at Arwin’s fingertips as he felt it intensify with every passing second.

It built behind the dam of his mind, held back by only determination to make sure everything was completely finished. Arwin straightened out a few connections and gave the odd sphere one last look.

Three pipes jutted out of it. One went straight back to connect with the Millstone Maw, another rose up to the sky and had a funnel at its peak, while the last jutted out horizontally on the far end of the sphere so it could run to the final part of the set once it was made.

There was nothing more he could do. Arwin finally relaxed, his shoulders dipping as he blew out an exhausted sigh. The Mesh burst forth to bring their work to life. All he could do now was sit and watch the golden words as they shimmered through the air, waiting to see if his and Lillia’s efforts had been successful.

[Churning Stomach: Epic Quality]has been forged. Forging a magical item has granted you energy.

[Churning Stomach: Epic Quality]

[The Stomach of the Forge]: This item is primed and ready to hold all the magic that enters it, but not for long. The magical energy of any organic materials that enter this item will be temporarily contained and kept from dissipating.

[Swirling Bite]: The hunger of a Wyrmling imbues this item. At the cost of magical energy, magical currents will churn within this item’s core and mix anything within it thoroughly.

[Dry Mouth]: This item cannot function without a sufficient supply of liquid. Its traits’ effectiveness will be reduced or entirely halted if it gets clogged by solid or indigestible matter.

[The Soul of the Forge]: This is a set item of [3] pieces forged by Arwin Tyrr and Lillian Los. When the entire set is connected, it will gain the [Awoken] trait and become active.

But that wasn’t all. Even as Arwin spun to Lillia and grabbed her shoulders, a delighted grin spreading across his face, one more message from the Mesh flashed before Arwin’s eyes. A tremor ran down his back as he felt something hidden away within [Arsenal] shift.

A deep, primal hunger met his mind like a river of fire. It twisted down his spine and purred in the back of his thoughts like a satisfied lion. Before the new words could even finish tracing out before him, Arwin knew what they would say.

Verdant Blaze has fully Awakened.