382 Burning Night
The little blacksmith’s heart was beating wildly, while Luke stood with surprising calam.
In front of the half-wolf was a madera target. Luke then concentrated on controlling the three spells at the same time.
Swinging his sword, he launched a forward attack, cutting the air.
The cut Luke made in the air created an ice attack that flew out at high speed at the test dummy, tearing that puppet’s head off in seconds.
The cut was smooth, extremely precise and fast. The target’s head fell, hitting the ground and then rolling forward. Even though it was a wooden target, the cut was so precise that it created a smooth surface, not a single piece of the wood fiber had been torn out, all the material was still perfectly intact.
Normally, cutting wood always creates dust, unevenness, and you would need to run a sandpaper across the top of the wood to keep it really smooth. But Luke’s cutting was so perfect that this was simply not necessary.
When Luke came out of that concentration mode, he was completely surprised at how cool the room had become. He looked at the floor and noticed how the floor was completely covered in ice. The video that protected Ezra was also marked with small fragments of ice, as if some kind of moisture had frozen in front of the glass.
Yet he was strangely not cold, nor had he noticed this sensation in his body. It was as if he was immune to the cold at that moment.
Looking at the weapon, Luke was again surprised at how extremely visible his reflection was in that equipment. Turning to Ezra, Luke nodded, asking if he should continue his training. The little blacksmith responded by extending his hand upward, giving a positive sign.
“It’s fine, you can keep attacking the dummys” Ezra said.
Luke focused on the blade of the sword again. Now he had a slightly better understanding of how that weapon worked. It was like an organ of the half-wolf’s own body, controlling that flow of mana was as natural as breathing, which left Luke completely amazed at how fantastic that connection with the sword was.
‘I really need a weapon like that. It is so versatile, I never imagined a piece of equipment could be so unique’ Luke thought.
He was mentally visualizing the sword, trying to imagine each of the three functionalities of that weapon. Concentrating, he began to control the area that produced water magic, shaping the moisture that approached close to the blade, an abundant amount of water began to pool on the iron of the sword. Controlling with the wind area of that item, Luke went about controlling that water so that the sword received a new shape.
As the water moved to the desired location, the sword cooled, freezing and creating a thick layer of ice. The image Luke had in his mind was coming true, and even with his eyes closed, the half-wolf was able to draw and build exactly what he wanted.
The Endless Dream was a relatively thin sword, possessing an elegant finish. However, with the control of the ice, Luke significantly increased the size of the sword’s blade. Several triangles appeared on one side of that blade, transforming it into a kind of two-bladed sword. One side was made of an ice saw, while the other side had a thin, extremely sharp ice blade.
When Luke opened his eyes, he was completely in shock at how well this idea had worked.
‘It really is possible, that weapon is fantastic’ Luke thought.
In slow steps, the half-wolf approached one of the training puppets. And he quickly began to test that weapon, delivering several attacks. His sword was cutting the wood with unimaginable speed, but the most amazing thing was how that ice was not breaking, it was remaining tough, almost indestructible.
Actually, what was happening was quite different.
With each attack from the half-wolf, several particles of ice came out of the sword. Breaking and falling off the item, however, Luke’s mana was constantly feeding that weapon, making sure it never lost its edge, stayed sharp, and kept the shape Luke had imagined.
The half-wolf then returned to the window of the room. He turned to the several training puppets that were positioned on the other side of the room. Raising his sword again, Luke began to launch several bursts of ice.
He could control the movement of the projectiles with the circle of wind that the sword possessed. With the water area, it was possible to control how thick they were, how they formed, and even what their initial size was. The ice part of the sword solidified the attack, keeping it at an extremely cold temperature.
It was as if Luke was casting quick ice spells, without worrying about conjuring the incantation or even the form, or the state of the attack. It was an automatic movement, an incredible weapon that he simply hadn’t imagined possible to exist.
He then began to concentrate on creating small strands of ice. The attacks became thinner and thinner. It was as if Luke was throwing little pieces of paper with his sword, which left Ezra completely surprised, incredulous at what he was seeing.
At a certain moment, Luke managed to transform those small ice projectiles into a layer so thin that it was almost invisible to the naked eye. It was only perceptible the effects caused by that weapon.
The puppets’ heads were falling off one by one, yet it was not possible to see where the attack came from.
Even with wind spells, it is still possible to understand the flow of the attack, it is possible to perceive where a spell is coming from and where it is going.
But the speed with which the projectiles were launched made the attack almost imperceptible. By the time Luke imagined the attack coming, the puppet’s head had completely fallen to the ground.
Ezra’s eyes were completely wide open, with a face of surprise and excitement. He had never even imagined this kind of use for his sword, in fact, he had only taken Hephaestus’ advice when he began forging this equipment.
I can’t believe it, he really has completely mastered the use of this weapon. I want to know how he will use my other weapons’ thought Ezra.
The boy’s heart was agitated, he had total conviction that the weapon he was going to make for Luke should be as versatile and useful as the ones he had already produced, in fact, it should be even better.
Ezra then picked up the red sword, and watching Luke, he caught the half-wolf’s eye
“Master Luke! Why don’t you change swords now? We can test this one and then put more test dummies on it” Ezra said, raising the weapon as high as he could.
Luke nodded, and walked out of the room.
The sword that Ezra handed to Luke was different from the Endless Dream, by the time Luke channeled his mana into that weapon, you could already feel the gigantic difference between the two.
“What is the name of this sword?” Luke Questioned.
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Luke then again entered the room, and focused on channeling his magic into that weapon.
Again, he began to visualize how his mana was flowing through the item, it was a truly different feeling than the sword he had wielded a short time ago. There were four different channels within that weapon.
As Luke charged that weapon with his energy, he realized how this sword was a bit more complex to control, but that didn’t discourage him, in fact, it only increased the anticipation and interest the half-wolf had.
With his eyes closed, Luke began to visualize the sword from the inside. It was as if he was able to see every detail made in the production process of that weapon.
There were four magic circles that followed inside the weapon, however, on the outside, there was a fifth enchantment, which so far made no sense to Luke.
However, as the mana finished charging the sword completely, Luke had finally understood the reason for the fifth spell.
The sword’s first spell was a fire conjuration, which would cause flames to appear around the sword. The second spell was a flame shape manipulation spell, which would help control the way fire would be projected.
The fourth spell was a kind of wind circle that would help manipulate the control of airflow around the sword, as well as later control how the fire would act after it was cast.
The fifth spell, which was on the outside of the sword, was an ice spell. The reason was quite simple, to prevent the heat of the weapon from causing it to melt by itself.
Gradually, a gigantic amount of fire began to appear on the edge of that blade, surprising Ezra.
This time, Luke could feel the heat heating his face at the same moment.