171 Creation of Spiritual Weapon (2/2)

Zeus points out and looks at the black orbs on the table.

I follow his gaze and frown slightly. I have speculated why Zeus just left them in the open like that. He could have stashed them in his inventory and away from view, but he didn't.

And the only reason that he did not is for me to see them plainly and simple. I think I am more or less a pawn on his chessboard right now, playing right into his plan. He probably is going to use me as some sort of bait in the Twisted Nether.

Zephyr too.

How annoying. How very annoying.

But honestly, Zeus does hold a lot more cards than I do right now.

I actually have more cards up my sleeves. They are hidden for now, but I think Zeus does know about them. It makes sense, considering he is elaborately steering me into a decision that he already knows I will make if given the choice directly.

”And how do you suppose I get one, a spiritual weapon. I assume it has something to do with the evil spirits you manage to capture in the monster core.”

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”Yes. While we, I mean Zephyr and I, do have all our gears despite not being the original, we find them to be severely degraded. This is because they lost their spiritual power. That is why we need to borrow spiritual power from others in order to even stand a chance in the Twisted Nether.”

Zeus picks up one of the spherical orbs in one hand.

”By the way, what kind of weapon do you prefer, Max?”

Zeus questions.

”I suppose a lance will do. I like poking things.”

Zeus chuckles before shifting through his inventory to find an enchanted spear. It radiates with magical energy once it manifests in his hand. It is quite a piece of art.

”This is called the Spear of Longinus, Max. The weapon that kills God. Just a copy now anyway, but still powerful. It should serve you well, but at the moment, it stands no chance against a spiritual beast.”

Zeus presses the black orb against the spear, forcing out the evil spirit onto the spear. A ghastly scream was heard before the spirit is absorbed into the spear, turning its glow into a shade of black.

The spear is then handed to me.

”Here. Hold it and have a feel. Do not give into it no matter what.”

Zeus tells me.

I shrug and take the spear into my hand. The moment I touch it, an ominous feeling washes over me and causes me to shiver lightly. It didn't go away, always lingering there.

”Good. Your spirit seems really strong, Max, at least a lot stronger than the spirit that is now inhabiting the weapon. It is always a problem of wielding cursed weapon, but we will we do with what we have.”

Zeus casually states. It would be nice if he would have told me it is a curse weapon in the first place. I don't think he is using me as a test subject since he is so sure that it would work. That just means he had already tried it before.

”Thanks for the gift, I guess.”

I response and twirl it in my hand for a bit. The ominous feeling is still there, trying to invade my mind and infect my sense of reason, so it is a good thing that my mind and spirit are really tough to break.

”Take a few more and let the spear absorbs it, Max. The more spirits the weapon contains, the more powerful it becomes. Even animal spirits do add something to its overall strength, but no one want to fill their spiritual weapon with weak souls.”

Zeus directs me.

I follow his direction, finding it quite easy to let the spear takes in another evil spirits into itself.

And once it did, the dark aura becomes more stronger, overshadowing the magical glow. There is also a sinister feeling radiating from the weapon. The ominous sensation that I am feeling also becomes a lot stronger.

”Be careful, Max. While it does get stronger with more spirits, it becomes harder to control, and in the heat of battle, it might cause you to go berserk. I have seen quiet a lot of people go on a rampage in a crucial moment before they let their weapon dictates their actions, thus massacring enemies and allies alike.”

Zeus warns.

It is a good warning. It is already become difficult to wield after absorbing the 5th spirit. Zeus gives me a total of 6. That means he probably manages to capture 18 spirits in total. 2 are missing on the table because Zeus and Zephyr probably have used them.

I allow the Spear of Longinus to absorb the 6th spirit into itself, forcing its malicious aura to explode outwards in a tsunami, washing over the room.

It is completely pitch black, and it is extremely violence. It actually wants to slash forwards to slice up Zeus, but I have to restrain it through sheer willpower alone.

”You say that they are evil spirits, formed after a human soul are twisted in the nether, but how can a human soul can emit this much energy?”

I question. I mean 6 human souls in total. Its spiritual energy, while tainted, is extremely dense.

”That is because they are no longer soul of a human, Max. They are soul of a demon. Time flows very differently in the Twisted Nether. One day here, a thousand over there, more or less. These souls are trapped there for decades. It takes a bit of effort of pulling them back from the nether.”

Zeus points out, grimily.

”A soul can handle much punishment, but over hundreds thousand of years of torture in the Twisted Nether? A saint will even turn into a devil.”

That is an interesting piece of information. The Twisted Nether is like a factory, turning good soul into evil one. How can I use that?

”And the strength and power of a spiritual beast is equal to the number of years they have lived. You actually have six spiritual beasts of a hundred thousand years locked up in that spear.”

Zeus adds with a sheepish smile.

Eh? What did he say!?

”And you're telling there like 5 of these things are loose in the world right now?”

Goddamn it, Zeus!