《The Graveyard of the Dungeon God》Chapter 8 - A Dungeon God learns how to smith
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Marluxia was sitting cross-legged on a submerged platform in the pond. Oscar was laid beside him. The Wicked Snow Snakes almost tripled in these two weeks he was experimenting around with Mana. Almost ever Snake survived only a few unlucky ones died shortly after they were born.
I should learn a few skills why I have still not opened my Dungeon
With a sighed Maluxia opened his Item Summon Menu and switched to the Skill Book tab.
No Skill Books Available
Are you fucking with me so I have to even create my own Skills to create Skill Books or what? Is the World System me trolling or what that can´t be fucking true! Come on…..
Marluxia sighted loud and shook his head. He slowly rose from the pond and walked towards one of the walls of the Boss Room. With a tap on this wall in the Boss Room, a secret passage opened. He slowly walked along the hallway which was hidden behind the secret passage. At the end of this passage was Marluxias own small room.
Marluxia used his Mana to let the earth rise around a meter. In the middle of this newly created platform he inscribed a inscription pattern. If he infused this pattern with Mana it would create a high temperature flame. The exact heat was controllable.
After he created his stove, Marluxia created an anvil and a tray, using the exact same method he used to create the stove. The water he placed in the tray came from the slightly poisonous pond of the Boss Room. In Marluxia that was not enough he wanted to make the water more poisonous, so he milk Oscar to get his poison.
Oscar disapproved of it, but as he couldn´t go against any of the orders from Maluxia, he still got milked. Marluxia filed the poison in vials he summoned. As Marluxia was already milking Oscar he filled almost a hundred vials with poison.
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Where should I store all this vials?
Pondered Marluxia after he realized that he may had filed to much poisons as he didn´t have a place to store them all. Create more room to store the poison? Never suddenly Marluxia remembered a specific Adventurer that explored his old Dungeon once. That person used a rather interesting ability. He infused his Mana into his own shadow and so that Adventurer was able to store things in his shadow.
Marluxia stood before all vials, which were now filled with a potent poison and placed a light source behind his back, so that his shadow now covered all this vials. Slowly he infused his Mana into his shadow while trying to pull the vials into his shadow. After a few minutes the vials suddenly vanished, but still Marluxia could feel them and he knew if he wanted to he could pull them back out as they were now stored in his shadow.
Congratulations you created a new Skill. With this Skill it is now possible to store a extremely limited amount of items into your shadow and also extract it whenever you want. How do you want to call this newly created Skill?
Minor Shadow Storage
Marluxia thought and extracted around ten of this vials out of his shadow. He poured this ten vials, filled with poison to the brim, into the tray he had created in his Room. The slightly green colored pond water changed it color after the poison was poured in it, the water was now a bit darker than before and much more poisonous.
It´s now possible to created Minor Shadow Storage Skill Books
After Marluxia saw that he smiled happily, after experimenting two weeks on his undead project with almost no result he felt rather gloomy. Now he finally created his own first skill. Well that skill was based on a stolen idea, but he created this skill himself, so he still felt proud of it.
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Marluxia walked to one of the walls on his Room and placed his hands flat on the wall. He infused all the Mana he still had in his body into the wall. Before he did that he converted all of his Mana into Earth Mana. Through the influence of this much Earth Mana all of a sudden accrued iron ore veins where Marluxia placed his hands.
He summoned a pickaxe, a hammer and pliers. Every one of them counted for the World System as Basic Item so Marluxia could summon them without any problems. Marluxia grabbed the pickaxe and started to extract the iron ore from the wall. As he wanted to temper his body he thought it would be funny to start forging. Grabbing the extracted iron ore with the pliers he heat them down over the high temperature flame of his self-made stove.
After the iron was heated enough he started with the forging process. He placed the warm iron on his anvil and slowly started to hit it with his hammer. The hits were really sluggish as Marluxia was not proficient in forging.
Sadly the first few tries resulted in something unidentifiable. Marluxia tried to forge a spear head as it was the easiest thing he could think of. Over time he got a bit more proficient with the forging process, well at least the tenth try produced a spear head. The spear head was twelve centimeters long and around 5 centimeters wide on the widest place.
The still warm spear head was cooled down in the tray beside the anvil. Because of the poison in that water the iron spear head got a slight green glow on it. Without even checking it Marluxia knew instantly that being wounded by this spear would result in being poisoned. Well the poison would not be strong at all but it still could make a difference in a fight.
As base for the spear he used an around a Meter long round stick. After he assembled the two pieces, he proudly stroke the base of the spear and whispered: I will call you Little Snake
Minor Rank G spear-type weapon, infused with a minor paralyze poison created. As it was your first ever created ranked item you unlocked the Stat Luck. Luck influence the possibility to produce ranked item also it influences the possibility of item drops.
After he put the spear on a weapon rack on the opposite wall he continued with his forging. Slowly over time Marluxias movement got less sluggish and he felt more proficient in forging every time his hammer hit the warm iron.
Over time the weapon rack on the opposite wall got filled with more and more spears. In course of a week Marluxia managed to create seven more spears. Sadly all of them were only of Minor Rank G. To be true Marluxia managed to create over thirty spear heads but only seven of them were able to get ranked. He even tried to forge other things than spear heads, like sword or axes, but all tries to create something else than spear heads resulted in failure. So he only finished the ranked spear heads and melted down the unranked products down to save iron.
Weapons are ranked, just like adventurers are. There is no difference in the ranking system of weapons and adventurers. Every rank was subdivided into minor, intermediate and peak. Being able to create seven weapons that were ranked minor G is already not bad for a beginner blacksmith like Marluxia, especially if they only started forging weapons.
Congratulation through your hard efforts, in the way of forging, you unlocked the passive ability Blacksmith. From now on the chances of creating ranked weapons improve by five percent
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