Chapter 337: Illusion (1/2)

Chapter 337: Illusion

Translator: EndlessFantasy TranslationEditor: EndlessFantasy Translation

In nature, there were very few substances that could shine on their own and they were all radioactive substances.

These substances undoubtedly contained an enormous amount of energy. Take enriched uranium for example. One gram of enriched uranium could release 20 joules of energy, which was equivalent to 1.5 tons of anthracite coal power that had the capacity to generate an output of 5555.56 kWh. This might seem insignificant, but the energy generated could melt 70 to 80 tons of steel into iron and burn people to ashes two times over.

Of course, artificial uranium had existed for a billion years. If one gram of uranium decayed naturally, it needed hundreds of billions of years to release even half its energy. The energy released in the form of radiation every second was so little, it was almost negligible.

Luo Yuan did not know what substance this crystal stone was, but it certainly was not radioactive. Judging by the way it released light and heat, its energy would diminish in just a few years.

Then again, the solar thermal energy released from the crystal was a thousand times stronger than that of enriched uranium, and its weight was about 50 grams. He could not tell the amount of energy contained in the stone. Taking a level eight mutated beast's giant body and fearsome power into account, Luo Yuan estimated that it had to contain no less energy than one gram of enriched uranium.

Luo Yuan put the glass tube down with a serious expression. This stuff was too dangerous. He planned to process the horn first, and come back to the crystal later. He carefully placed the glass tube inside the box and closed it before opening the box that contained the spiral horn.

Inside the box was a two-meter long wooden bar. The box was made of fine wood, and it was as dim as golden steel. Even without identification, Luo Yuan could roughly estimate that it was dark blue level timber.

The wooden box was tightly sealed with dried vine, so he could not open it by using force. He had to use his Will to separate those vines.

He was just about to open the box but as his hand touched the lid, he felt a slight numbness in his fingers, as if he had been pricked by needles. He quickly pulled his hand back and looked at them. He was surprised to see that they were full of fine red dots.

Fortunately, his skin was tough, so he wasn't bleeding.

The horn was terrible. Someone had cut it from a dead beast, but its power was not even half of what the creature had. Luo Yuan could imagine it being a powerful weapon when it had still been intact on the mutated beast. It would have pricked its opponents with a hundred holes before even coming into contact with them.

Luo Yuan did not dare look at it anymore. He gathered his Will and covered his whole body in a soft light. He gently opened the wooden box, his eyes squinting unconsciously. He could not even look at it if he did not take any precautions.

The horn was seemed to glow a whitish-gold color and it exuded a threatening force. Luo Yuan could vaguely feel an invincible force raging in the air. The wooden box under the horn had almost been eroded by the power of the horn and a layer of fine sawdust had piled up under the horn. Compared to the pictures on the website, it did not do the horn's power any justice.

Luo Yuan reached out to touch and feel the horn, all the while still consuming his Will.

Although the force exuded from the Zhanmadao was compelling enough, it was still just a feeling, which was simply incomparable to such power.

Luo Yuan used his identification technique.

”Phantom Unicorn”

”Rarity: Dark Green”

”Weight: 65 kg”

”Additional Abilities: Bloody Tear”

”Remarks: The Phantom Unicorn is the darling of nature blessed with unnatural speed. It has no fixed territory and just wanders around to its every whim and fancy. Its speed and horn are its only means of self-protection.”

Luo Yuan took a look around and realized that the additional capabilities of the horn matched the Zhanmadao. The most important feature of a weapon was its sharpness. Any other extra capabilities were insignificant.

Luo Yuan pulled out the Zhanmadao and concentrated his Will. Then he stabbed the saber into the middle of the horn and started to use the synthesization technique.

The horn gradually began to heat up, and soon it was sweltering. With a saber in its center, the color of the white-gold horn quickly faded away as powder fell from it. At the same time, the Zhanmadao, which had originally been black-and-white, gradually formed a slight white-gold pattern. An invisible force began to spread through the blade of the saber.

As time passed, most of the horn was slowly reduced to ashes. Only one-third of it could not be synthesized.

Luo Yuan pulled out the knife and saw that this time the whole Zhanmadao had turned into an amazing weapon. It exuded an extremely threatening invisible force. He felt like he was being stabbed in the heart by a needle just by looking at it. He concentrated his mind, and the threatening force immediately converged within the blade of the Zhanmadao. Then, as he released his Will into the blade, it exuded a powerful raging force that was even stronger than what he had seen.

After looking at the original wooden box that had held the horn, Luo Yuan flicked the Zhanmadao and the tip seemed to cross the wooden box from the top without even touching it. The distance between the two was about two feet, yet something amazing happened. The Zhanmadao flashed and the whole box was split into two in an instant. The incision was smooth and delicate like the surface of a mirror.

The blade of Luo Yuan's concentrated Will was about half a meter long, and it was very sharp. The power did not immediately dissapear abruptly after half a meter either. Instead, it gradually weakened until it was not enough to cut a wooden box anymore.