Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

The moment this happened, a faint rumble occurred for brief moments before his dragonair's energy got sucked dry and his dragonair's breath ceased to exist.

"Damn! That was close," he cursed loud out while he stopped his unsettled spiritual energy and started to examine his body.

"Nothing in the end," he sighed.

"Ding! You are mistaken," the system suddenly spoke, "Ding! I felt the spark of the two energies coming together."

"I Also felt it," the golden dragon joined the system.

"I too felt it," Arthur took a deep breath while taking a healing pill first, "but what's the point in having it for brief moments and then vanish?" he muttered in disappointment.

"You are absolutely wrong," the golden dragon said.

"Ding! That spark is still there, faint and weak yes but it's still there," the system added.

"What? Where?" Arthur asked.

"Ding! Too faint for you to notice," the system said.

"Your strength is weak, you won't be able to notice it now. Yet it exists and I recommend you repeat what you just did now."

Arthur had finally his silverlining hope. The next moment he took a piece of meat to replenish his dragonair's energy before he restarted the process again.

And again.

And again.

Each time he did it, he felt the sparking moments getting longer. And finally after dozens of tedious trials, he started to have a small tingling feeling about this spark.

"Here you are, little one," he felt inside his previous dantian, the one that turned into a big node now. There, just in the heart of this node he felt the presence of something.

It was so tiny to notice well, but he was pretty sure there was a vein coming out from nowhere, penetrated the node and connected to this small spark inside.

"Ding! Told you," the system said.

"You just need to keep that process many times for it to grow," the golden dragon instructed.

"As long as there is a result, I won't hesitate in pressing forward," Arthur smiled as he took another meat and a healing pill before facing a small problem.

"I need to make a healing pill first," he muttered before checking his meat storage. "It's enough," he nodded.

This process put much pressure over his dragonair's energy and his body. His spiritual energy here acted passively, so he didn't lose much even after all these attempts.

He went to his cauldron and started making healing pills. The pills he made were much higher in quality than the ones he took from Mr. E.

After some hours, he finally finished making the pills and was ready to continue.

"Let's do it," he was in a great mood. He tried to hold the sword again yet miserably failed, and the sword fell again on the ground.

"Still too early to try this little monster here," the golden dragon said.

"Ding! You need to expand this spark to be able to handle this sword," the system added.

"You both are correct," Arthur sighed, "it's just frustrating having something special like this sword and can't use it right away, tsk."

Arthur then started to repeatedly merge his both energies into the new one. What he noticed was that with each twelve tries his new energy would slightly gain more size.

"So you grow on a dozen basis? That's interesting," he muttered while eating a piece of meat and a healing pill of his own making. "These pills are awesome, and I'm sure when I got the new energy I'd be able to make much higher forms of it."

Despite gaining progress steadily, he had to take a long time to finally be able to achieve his desired results. It took him two weeks there to finally turn the minute spark into a big ball the size of a tennis ball.

"Sigh, I can only achieve this after so much time," he sighed while examining the new energy with interest. "Getting yourself attached to both my old dantian and my body veins to connect to both energies is a brilliant move," he said before thinking about another issue.

"How can I use you then?" this was a problem. He tried to instigate the ball directly yet all he got was a humming from it, nothing else.

"Ding! This energy is still rudimentary, you can't use it directly for now," the system said before adding, "Ding! You need something to attract it so it can be used."

"Like what?" Arthur asked.

"Ding! The sword you got, the pills you make, and even the runes you developed."

Arthur nodded in understanding, "so it's like a supporting energy now?" he asked.

"Ding! Sort of," the system simply answered.

"Go and grab that sword, a good horse must be tamed first before riding," the golden dragon was more excited than Arthur about this.

"Why do I always end up with messed up things?" Arthur shook his head before heading to the sword and then held it.

The sword still had its faint blue aura covering it till now. Arthur knew that once a sword was activated in this way, it would remain activated for a long time.

And the more he used it, the more this energy inside would get replenished, meaning the sword would never have its aura extinguished at all.

"Let's see how you'll do, buddie," he muttered before holding the sword again vertically then horizontally and started to wait. The sword got heavier, yet the moment this happened, he felt the small ball of blue red energy inside his old dantian move.

"Finally," he sighed while watching a long wisp coming out of the ball, not following the course of any meridian or vein, creating a brand new course for the energy itself before ending up with the hand holding the sword.

And as this happened fast, the sword's growing weight suddenly paused, and it began to be lighter.

"Hohoho, you met your master boy, hehehe," Arthur was very excited and the next moment he held the sword horizontally and started to run.

This time the running added more energy to his sword, the sword started to develop a phantom that kept growing in size until it reached a terrifying degree.

"What the hell is wrong with this toy?" the golden dragon muttered in disbelief.

"It's my little toy," Arthur laughed before finally jumping off the ground, holding the sword with both claws as he roared.

The moment he hit the ground with the sword, the entire world shook. A gigantic phantom of a sword emerged all of sudden and landed over a large piece of land here, crushing everything and creating a really deep crater.

The extent of this damage reached a terrifying length of two miles length and quarter width. Arthur stood with numb scalp in front of all this devastation while the golden dragon muttered:

"Scary!"

"Ding! Indeed, and this isn't the full threat of it. The air all around is compressed and if there are any enemies there, I'm positive they would have been instantly crushed."

"I agree," the golden dragon nodded, "this attack can hurt those coming from higher planes. Congratulations kid, you finally got yourself a poisonous thorn against those mercenaries."

Arthur laughed wryly before the next moment he fell on the ground, helplessly sleeping there as he had both his dragonair's and spiritual energies depleted at the same time.