Master Of None Chapter 685
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"I thought I would have fallen asleep before we got to the bow!" Gil jumped up and rushed outside before quickly returning with some materials. "I already have a braided bow string using the gliding spider thread. Now I want to use this breeze gold as an additive to the bow base. There are also a few other pieces here I think will work. The wavey grass is supposed to release some wind elemental mana when bur ed so that would help with the forging process. But won't we need a wind spirit to make modifications?"
Guil had been watching and thinking about what they may need when they went to modify the bow. It was clear that they would be using spirit forging but without the right amount of mana that would fail.
"I actually had some thoughts on that. Your leader over there seems to be well versed with elemental magic. He can take the mana from some wind element mana crystals and bring it out to the forging area." The elder looked at Walker with a smug expression plastered on his face.
"My new partner and I will be trying our best to keep the earth elemental mana away from the process. We should have it under control." Su seemed like she had more than warmed up to the earth elemental spirit. The two were next to each other giving off an extremely calm aura.
"Well, I just came with mana potions. I know that Walker and Gil will need them. But I really doubt I can help anywhere else since cooling won't really be necessary. I just don't know what I will have to do later." Remey seemed like she wanted to add more but no one pushed her just yet. Walker had the sneaking suspicion that she may have her own unique hero quest but didn't want to bring it up to everyone just yet.
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Midnight came forward. "I will be working on communication, but sister will be adding her new flames to the process." Onyx spoke Midnoights' will and everyone was a little shocked. Walker quickly looked at Midnights' profile on his party leader system screen.
"Midnight! You have a new skill!" He was ecstatic to see the golden flame heart skill. It was an amazing addition to what she could do when it came to breathing flames. She had so many new things to experiment with and learn.
"Sister says she wants to train with you when we get home. That way she can learn to breath better fire." Onyx relayed Midnights' wishes and Walker went to pat her on her head. The two of them were excited for the future training of new types of elemental flame breath that she could learn and hopefully that Walker could learn to manipulate.
Midnight proudly huffed and went to the forge. In just a second she had breathed in puffing out her chest. Walker could feel her pulling on her inner mana just before she released a large breath. The golden flames that rolled out from her mouth caused the forge to heat up slightly hotter than before but also change the way the flames looked. They all became brilliant gold and Walker could tell that the flames had melded with the remnants of his forge orb skill.
"Let me add to that as well then." Walker did his best to create another forge orb which was a bit smaller than before since he didn't have the fire elemental spirits' assistance. Regardless, when the orb was pushed in to the forge flames they spread and increased in strength.
"Kid! Give me that breeze gold and toss in that wavey grass. It's time to prepare the metals we will use to bring this bow to its' rightful strength. I expect you to start using whatever skills you have to add wind elemental mana to it. Where's my crystal delivery!" The booming yell from the elder prompted a massive amount of yelling and scrambling from the outside of the forge.
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Many footsteps banged through the halls and toward the elders' forge. Ten dwarves came in and dropped off crates of wind elemental crystals before exiting as fast as possible. They were more than used to the elders' shouts for materials and would rush to get them instantly. "Use those and start up. The longer this goes on the harder it will be to keep the mana inside the bow of yours."
The elder grabbed some other materials and mixed them with the breeze gold that was already melting. Gil tossed the wavey grass in to the forge flames and Walker felt the change in the air immediately. The wind elemental mana was being pulled in to the forge as if it had just found a lover it had missed for years. The strength and density increased by the minute.
Without hesitating, Gil and Walker partnered up to start to pull the elemental mana from the crystals. Gil was using the same skill set that he would to pull the mana out and place it in an arrow. However, he was now using it to bring the mana to the bow that was waiting to be modified. Walker was doing the same and watching for Gil to take control of the mana he pulled from the crystals.
As they did this there were small cracking sounds as some crystals were unable to remain whole after having their mana taken. Yet, this was acceptable since the bow was already reacting to the increase in wind elemental mana. The bow was glowing with ruins and ancient patterns.
The elder was keeping a close eye on them as he took out a series of small brushes. "These are made from the hair of an ancient wind dragon. It was a gift from the dragons when they first asked for assistance from the dwarves. Every elder has found reasons to use this to paint runes. I can only hope it works as I intend." The elder steadied his hand and dipped the brush in the melted breeze gold.
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Myth of Madara Uchiha the True Legend : The Greatest Teacher Of All Time
After Madara died , he awoke in another world with powerful body and soul . He is now more powerful than ever , he is more dangerous than ever. In this world where Hidden Masters , Saints , Sages , Ancients , Overlords and Powerful Beings hides , lives and roams , Madara will learn something new . Instead of seeking peace , he will only seek greater power . But sadly , while in his journey in search for greater powers , he met lots of masters whom he became indebted , so now he has task of teaching some few brats !! Disciple 1 " master , teach me swordsmanship. I want to learn sword techniques " Madara " good , good . Do you want to become a Sword Deity ? " Disciple 1 " no master , it's just that yesterday in my neighbourhood , an uncle got beaten by his wife very badly " Madara " what has it got to do with swordsmanship ?" Disciple 1 " his wife was a swordswoman so if I ever married a girl than i need to prepare myself . You know right what i am talking about ?" Madara " .....what if you married an Alchemist in the future ?" Disciple 1 " haha... If I marry an Alchemist than be it , I will just think that I didn't learn swordsmanship but just did some exercise with a madman . Haha..... " Madara "........." Disciple 2 " master please teach me how to fly " Madara " but why ? If you breakthrough in Nascent Spirit Realm , you will naturally achieve ability to fly " Disciple 2 " no master , you don't understand anything. By learning how to fly before achieving Nascent Spirit Realm , I can train myself on how to peek a girls bathing in outdoor " Madara "*...*" *** While standing on a Heavenly Peak , Madara , after so many years latter was questioning life . "One was a mental yet he ascend to be Sword Immortal , one was a pervert yet he ascend to be Aerial Immortal , one was a spoiled princess yet she ascend to be Sun Immortal , one was a gloomy kid yet he ascend to be Dark Immortal " With a deadpan expression , Madara murmured " Sword Immortal , Aerial Immortal , Sun Immortal , Dark Immortal , Immortal Annihilator , Divine Immortal , Immortal Emperor !!" " fuck the six sense and existing logics !!" "Wasn't Immortal Realm suppose to be only legend , a myth !!" "Wasn't this Realm only achievable by Immortal Geniuses , Luck , Fortune and efforts ?" "So why the fuck are all my students a fucking Immortals ?" That day , Madara's belief on legends died. "There is nothing such as legend , only bedtime story with nonsense " Madara , the one who is Legend and known as Legend Creator by everyone in the world. Some calls him Wise Sage , while some calls him Immortal Master. He is the one and only an existence who has trained fucking Immortals. But when someone ask him on how he manage to train not one , not two but lots of Immortals , his answers would always be the same. "First I met him / her , we took a random stroll but somehow were always rewarded with fucking overpower threats that nearly took our lives . But without no reason , my disciples would always ' luckily ' meet ' fateful 'encounter which would ' logically ' soar their Cultivation and just like that " And the reply he would meet every time was also the same. "If you don't want to tell us than say it . What nonsense are you cooking "
8 213Eight Realms
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8 54Son of the Sigil
When the sigil-keeper, known to his friends as Wren, finds himself in possession of ancient, dangerous magic, he and his companions are drawn into a web of intrigue and violence as every faction on the face of Selenia vies for control of the knowledge contained within his head. But with great power, great corruption follows... "Son of the Sigil" is a fantasy-adventure novel about bad men doing bad things and hopefully getting away with it. Magic, blood, war, corruption, slavery, suicide and a whole lot more. If you like good anti-heroes, you'll probably like this. No more spoilers. It's going to be a long, brutal adventure for these lads. This is the first story I've ever written, and I really hope you enjoy it. It is still early days but I feel good about it so far. I am looking for criticism in order to improve, not to be coddled, so please, don't go easy on me. The main thing is that you enjoy my work, so if you do, please consider supporting me in any capacity, even a like, and definitely follow me on Twitter, so that I can continue to grow as a writer. And thank you so much! https://twitter.com/3nglish1nfidel
8 92Redshirt: The Journey
Freedom and Order. Peace and War. Love and Hate. Hundreds of young children awaken in a damaged world, on the brink of societal collapse, witnessing the birth of an omnipotent system. Their roles are pre-determined, yet the very fabric of reality lie in their hands. The order of the world shapes them, just how they are free to shape the world in their disparate visions. Each choice, each action, each word, has consequences that reach far beyond their perception. Freedom or Order; ashes in the wind, or the gilded chains. Updates at least every Monday, Thursday, and every other Sarturday, (from 26/11/2021). This is primarily a story exploring what it means to be human, using a lens of a hopefully real-feeling fantasy world. This story is not a power fantasy or a traditional Litrpg , while it has elements of these genres, it will focus on how these tropes would influence real people and possibly Redshirt will break some of these tropes along the way. There will be a variety of different characters and perspectives, some you hate, some you love, and some that will frustrate. Just as all people do. I don't believe there will be anything overly traumatic or explicit, but it's better to be safe than sorry. There will be some heavy topics explored, the characters views do not reflect the authors; however, if there is an issue in how I present/understand these issues please do tell me, and I will try my best to rectify it. Cover art by Jan van Eyck - Jan van Eyck, Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=691857. With a few small touch ups done by myself.
8 77The Fountain At Trident Grove
The town of Trident Grove used to be a thriving port town. It used to be. These days the soil is full of fire ants, the bay is full of Jellyfish, the weather is unforgiving, and the citizens have secrets. Terry wanted a normal everyday life, but on the night of a full moon, he meets a mermaid and sets a string of mistakes in motion. An unending storm, murderous monsters, and death plague the town, and it's all Terry's fault. The story is a bit of a slow burn until Part 2. Any notes of inconsistencies or edits, or even reviews and ratings are greatly appreciated. Chapters update every Monday and Friday at 11 am CST. Real-time author updates can be found on my website link on my author page.
8 140eunoia || poems
my style of poetry isn't meant to be abstract or hard to understand. i write my poems in lowercase and i intentionally use improper grammar but that's what makes my poems unique. these poems come from my heart and honest emotions. it's my way of expressing who i am and what i went through. poetry helped me find my self that's why i started writing poems. these poems may help you in many ways. my poetry/ poetry in general has helped people put their emotions into words. it gives people courage to feel. this is what makes my poems art. that's what makes it meaningful. yes i did make my cover if you can't tellslight swearing!
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