Chapter 1016: Tier 5 Demon Arms (2/2)
It needed numerous steps to be followed religiously to ensure the quality of the end product didn't diminish. Once he had been taught of it, Krune decided to create his Demon Arms himself. Naturally, as the next head of the Ralk family, Flita also decided to do the same.
So, each of them planned to create their respective Demon Arms. As for Hazak, it helped them at times by supplying its blood to the three creations, causing them to absorb the blood and turn even stronger.
Even though it was a good outcome, it raised the difficulty of the forging process. After all, all three of them were at the peak of Tier 4 now. Plus, they were processing the materials of Hazak, one that had surpassed Tier 5 in power.
Even though its weight class hadn't reached the peak of Tier 5 yet, as it gained weight daily, it supplied its blood to the three items. This way, it was giving the increased essence, causing the three items to become denser with the passing of each day.
After hammering at the item before him for a while, Krune paused, sighing, ”At this pace, it would take another couple of years to finish making this Demon Arms.”
He then looked at Wrister and Flita and asked, ”Why don't we kill a Red Demon first?”
”But…” Wrister said with hesitation. ”How are we supposed to kill a Red Demon? Usually, a squadron of Tier 4 Warriors fight to the death and barely manage to kill a Red Demon. Even then, seven times out of ten, we fail to kill a Red Demon.”
”And Sir Pestlor.” Wrister sighed. ”Since you cannot use your actual powers on the battlefield in fear of your identity being leaked, you will only have the regular strength of a Tier 4 human. With that, we won't be able to kill a Red Demon.”
”I thought of something for that.” Krune smiled, condensing a tiny Cloud Whale beside him. ”We're just bait for the Red Demon. I'll slam it with an air needle first. No one would be able to sense this attack. All they would feel was a sudden gust of wind. After that, using my abilities, we'll target the weakest Red Demon on the battlefield. If I judge killing it isn't possible, we'll retreat.”
”As for the position on the battlefield, pick out one where we won't have to worry about the eyes of any Tier 5 warriors on us,” Krune explained.
”Please give me three days. I'll make all the necessary preparations,” Wrister said and hurried off.
Krune then noticed that Flita was shivering a little as she gazed at the wall before her in a daze. Curious about her actions, he asked her, ”Is something wrong?”
”It just feels surreal that I'll be facing a Red Demon now. I hadn't even thought of reaching this point four years ago.” Flita sighed, bowing to Krune as she thanked him. ”This is all thanks to you, Sir Pestlor. You have helped our family tremendously.”