Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

What he felt from the plants, roots, seeds, fruits, and even flowers made him quite excited about his next experiment. "It has been long since having such a feeling," he was so excited that even laughed while examining the cauldron.

"Add some of the purified Golam's blood and water to here please," he said to his system, while he took out samples of what he plunged and started to carefully think about how to use these to the best.

"Using them in such raw form won't do," he decided before taking the broken sword again and started smashing everything, squeezing their inners out while throwing them into the nearby cauldron.

"You look like a chef cooking a meal not a mage making potion!" the golden dragon wasn't convinced with what he was doing.

"Making potions is an art that's not that much different from making a meal," Arthur smiled before laughing, "both need love, hehehe."

"…"

"…"

He kept working diligently before he finished the amount he took. "Now it's time to wait," he muttered before taking a long stick and started mixing everything inside the cauldron.

While doing that, he kept releasing his energy from the dantian through the gloves in hand. Sometimes he would immerse the gloves into the mix to make sure they gained more energy from him.

The gloves worked their magic and he felt the amount of energy absorbed and emitted to increase exponentially than using his bare hands.

He did test that as well.

"Now, time to make these ores more powerful," he went towards the ores with the large metallic spoon in hand. He immersed each ore for a couple of minutes before taking them out to dry.

"Why not immerse them all into the cauldron?" his golden dragon became bored from what he was doing.

"I don't have enough potion to use," he muttered before taking down the ore in the spoon and taking another. "I just need to assess things now, later I can make more especially when I reach the core formation stage."

"Whatever," the golden dragon wasn't that familiar with the terms he kept saying, and Arthur didn't have the time or mind to waste on explaining things that would be apparent later on.

It took him a couple of hours to finish his preparations. He waited another hour for the ores to absorb all the fluid over them, while he took what remained from the cauldron and soaked all the ores using the spoon.

"That's perfect," he smiled when he examined one ore. "The energy conduction got enhanced while the purity of energy itself became higher," he nodded in content before recalling the way of making the sword.

According to Slone's instructions, he had to separate them into ores used to make the hilt, the shaft, the tip, and the edge of the sword. "That's a weird way to do it," he muttered before adding, "a sword should be made entirely as one whole unit, or else it won't be that strong."

He started to put all the ores inside the oven and waited until they mixed together. He didn't plan to use the mix only for the sword, but for his other items as well.

While waiting for the ores to melt, he went towards the two molds on the ground and made sure every gap in there would be stained by his blood.

"Time to make this even purer," he smiled while taking out the melted ore and waited for them to slightly cool off while putting other ores inside the oven.

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

He kept hammering the melted ore with his hammer using his dragonair's form and strength to make sure no impurities would remain. Dark sparkles kept flying off for ten minutes before he returned them inside the oven, took the melted ores he put before and kept hammering over it.

Like this he kept working for six hours. In the end he reached a level of purity than with each strike only golden and bluish sparkles would appear, with no black at all.

"Good," he nodded in content before taking the first batch of his melted ore towards the sword mold. "It will need the other one," he returned to grab the other purified melted ore and added them in the mold, finally covering its surface up.

"Bring purified Golam blood from the lake," he didn't wait for the mix to cool off while he gave this order to his system.

The moment his system did that, a large cloud of mist appeared, yet he wasn't yet finished.

He took the sword towards the fire again, not waiting for it to absorb all the Golam blood and left it inside the oven for minutes before taking it out and started hammering again.

"Isn't it ready?" the golden dragon speechlessly watched his actions while asking in doubt.

"Nah, it's just the first stage of making," Arthur said while gritting his teeth, remaining the hammer hitting the sword while he kept releasing his dantian energy, "the first stage was to make the first version of the sword, and the second stage is to make the final version of it."

"There are no impurities!" the golden dragon argued, "why wasting breaths then over it to gain nothing?"

"It's not nothing," Arthur returned the sword once more into the fire before wiping out sweat over his forehead. "Using the hammer with my human body is really stressful," he muttered while explaining, "the sword made it look grand and majestic, yet it's not durable. The ores used in it should be well mixed or else it would be end in destroying the sword."

"Whatever," the golden dragon seemed not to be convinced by his logic, yet he knew what he was doing.

It took him more hours to finally be satisfied with his new sword. The sword lost part of its mass after all this hammering, yet Arthur didn't seem sad or annoyed by this.

Instead he held the sword and examined it in content and admiration. "It's the best piece I could do right now," he muttered while taking a bird's wing and started writing orders and modifications in it.

He asked Amelia to deliver this to Agnus and make him relay his orders to others. He then started to examine something else.

"The amount of energy added to me isn't that much," he was surprised by this as he thought the sword would greatly augment his absorption rate. "Or will it help in something else?" he thought before going towards a nearby rock and simply waved his sword using only his dantian's energy.

"Boom!"

The effect wasn't compared to his dragonair's energy, but at least he managed to chop the rock into two halves using his weak dantian's power. "Expected," he nodded in content while putting the sword away.

"Strange," the golden dragon muttered, "your energy is the same, yet its effect was multiplied by five folds at least."

"It's the effect of the sword," Arthur muttered before returning to his oven and ores, "it augments the energy passing through it by using the energy of heaven and earth."

"Impressive," the golden dragon said.

Arthur then started to melt two batches of the ores again before making them cover the chest plate and two arm guards. He kept hammering over them and infused his energy along the way like he did with the sword.

"Finally," he wore the two where they had dark red color with some green, silver, and golden lines and a faint blue halo. "the energy absorption rate exceeds my current stage by miles… I believe it's already about to reach the core formation stage."

Once he wore the two gears he made he felt the instant upgrade in his absorption rate especially from the chest plate. "Like this I might be able to upgrade a stage per day," he laughed while thinking how dumb he was not using such a way before.

"These items would sustain me until I reach the core formation mid-stage," he thought before adding, "then I'll have to replace them."

He glanced over the remaining gears to make while smiling, "I should make a cape as well."

"A cape is made of clothes, not ores!" the golden dragon said.

"I'll do one with ores, watch me," Arthur laughed as he knew how crazy this was. Yet when he thought about the great boost he got from the chest plate due to the wide surface of it, he decided to go crazier and make a big cloak for him.

"It will push my energy absorption by miles," he excitedly laughed while playing with the mold, making space for his strange idea.