Hero of Darkness

Kahn and the crew had a curious gaze because as soon as he summoned the Drakos Armor and Lucifer to show them to the old dwarven saint blacksmith… the first thing that came out of his mouth was asking which monster made these.

The main reason why came to this section of the capital first was to have a saint rank blacksmith reforge all of his weapons, gears and Drakos Armor & Lucifer using the dragon's parts.

And the sense of urgency he felt was because of the fact that was brought to his attention by Rathnaar himself.

That he had no divine weapon. And even with the potential… his current armor and sword was not even qualified to stand against a divine weapon of a chosen Hero for long.

And hence… using a legitimate dragon's body parts to either create a new set or reforge the current one was his best available option.

Kahn was even willing to pay a hefty sum for it but he was curious if the old one still had a chance so he displayed it to Oakenshield to quench his curiosity.

"What do you mean? Are they bad?" he asked the old blacksmith.

"Bad? If this is 'bad' then I don't know what 'good' is.

This is a perfect combination of blacksmithing and artificing. Something extremely hard to achieve in our trade.

I would even go as far as to say crazy things such as both of them look like the work of the same person.

There's perfect synergy between the armor and all the runes and engravings hidden on it.

And you can summon it at will means someone also performed a Blood-binding ritual on it." revealed the old blacksmith as he explained his reasons and why he called it work of a monster.

"I can feel that the only thing that stopped the blacksmith was the lack of high quality materials and his or her limited rank.

This looks like a legendary rank armor even though it's only made from a magma drake's body. But I see that it has a potential to become even higher grade in the future.

Seriously, who made this?!" exclaimed and asked again.

But before Kahn could reply, Omega in his normal human form pulled out his katana… Raijin.

"What about this?" he asked.

"This… That's Invimarak's tusk!

It's extremely hard to even process and make a perfect curved blade out of it." said the saint blacksmith.

He then carefully touched the runes and red engravings on the blade that glowed by themselves.

"And these engravings and runes… it's a work of at least a peak grandmaster artificer.

In the whole Vulcan Empire… there are only 11 peak grandmaster artificer Elves who are proficient in such work.

But there's always a risk of the weapon not reaching its maximum potential because the artificers lack knowledge and understanding of the forging techniques for that particular weapon.

Just making some magic formations on a weapon doesn't help. The width, density, length, base material and their properties… You have to balance every single aspect properly." he iterated.

One by one, everyone else started showing them their equipments and armors that Albestros Winston, the top and peak grandmaster blacksmith of the Rakos empire made himself.

They even showed him how their armors change their colors and he could summon both their clothes and weapons at will.

Kahn then told him about the Pendragon Formation and its effects.

"All of these are pure works of art. This type of work is much more refined than any peak grandmaster rank blacksmith can make in our empire.

That Pendragon Formation is very hard to make because all the involved armors need to be of the same base material and only one artificer can work on all of them to connect them magically.

Most of the dwarves excel only in making a strong and incredibly durable weaponry. But they lack the knowledge and control to perfectly balance these runes and magic formation engravings that can enhance the overall strength of the end product greatly.

Unless you are a saint rank blacksmith yourself… you can't match them properly.

Tell me, who the hell made these incredible armors and weapons?" asked the old dwarf.

Kahn and the company were too shocked. Although they already knew how talented and genius of a blacksmith old man Albestros was… but they never understood the gravity of the situation.

It took a legit saint blacksmith to praise the old man's work for them to realize this fact that they were living with a once in a century level of talented blacksmith from the past two years.

And the most surprising fact was that Albestros wasn't even a saint rank blacksmith yet. Just imagining how big of a monster he would become after breaking through that rank gave them goosebumps.

"Would you believe me if I told you that a human, who is half your age made it?" said Kahn.

"You're lying!! That's impossible!

This work even puts some saint rank dwarven blacksmiths to shame." said master Oakenshield.

"I would like to meet that human." he demanded.

"Like I said, we're not from here. And that's why, I came to see you." refused Kahn.

Revealing his origin or even Albestros' identity here was a no-go for him.

"So what do you say? Will you take the commission as well?" asked Kahn.

"Bloody yes! This is the first time I'm getting a chance to work with a mythical rank dragon's body parts in my life.

The last time I worked with draconian species materials was 60 years ago and back then, it was only a Wyvern.

This will probably become my life's best work." spoke the old dwarf with enthusiasm.

"Then how about you reforge them for all of us?" asked Kahn as he deactivated the armor and the sword.

"Sure. But know that it will cost you a lot of money as well." replied the old blacksmith.

"How much?" queried Kahn.

"20 trillion." replied Oakenshield.

"Are you fucking with me?!" shouted Kahn.

"20 trillion just for reforging 7 armor sets and weapons…" he said in an exasperated voice.

But the following moment… Master Oakenshield shook his head again and spoke with a tone full of wisdom…

"20 trillion… For one set."