'Is this what the Exalt's Psychic Weave tried to tell me?' Cullen Azog took the miraculous product out from the Allforge and found himself astounded by its beauty. It was something worthy of being called a unique metal due to its flexibility.
It was different from the regular copper, iron, silver, and gold. One of the most significant traits of this unique metal is it doesn't have to follow a system and rules.
In a way, this metal created by the Allforge was somewhat similar to a dream metal that can maintain the creator's vision as long it was fueled with a Psychic Weave.
"Abominaculm. That's what you're going to be called." Cullen Azog smiles as he placed the metal ingot right before his eyes. As for the Scale Champion's corpse, it no longer remained inside the room.
That's because the entire body of the creature has been devoured by the Allforge to create this Abominaculm. The result was satisfactory in Cullen Azog's opinion, as there were more than enough for him to refine not only a sword for Yzak but also an armguard.
Of course, right now, Cullen Azog still doesn't realize that there was a consequence of harnessing bits of knowledge from the Exalt's Psychic Weave.
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"Aargh!" Yzak screamed as the reward of an armguard attached itself on his right arm like it was a living metal. The conductive lightning surge originated from Cullen Azog's Exalt Force also made it somewhat torturous to the orc warrior as the Abominaculm drills into Yzak's flesh and bones.
But the moment the torturous ordeal is over, Yzak felt like he was reborn into this world once again. There was a mysterious power running all over his body as he slowly moved his "metallic" arm. It was supposed to be stiff and clunky in his mind, but the feeling of using his right arm unrestrictively tells him otherwise.
Curious to try what kind of benefit an Abominaculm Armguard can do, Cullen Azog took a larger piece of iron ore and tossed it over to Yzak.
"Crush it," he said.
The orc warrior looked at Cullen Azog obediently. Taking some time to familiarize himself with this arm, Yzak soon put a considerable amount of force to try destroying the piece of iron ore in his hand.
**Krack... Krack... Kkkkkk...**
**Shhhh...**
Although it didn't end up shattering into pieces instantly, capable of destroying the Iron Ore that not even Tarzul can do on both hands is counted as a success.
"This... Will be your weapon. From today onwards, you'll be leading four other orc warriors to hunt for these champions. I want more corpses." Cullen Azog said after throwing a short sword about the length of Yzak's palm to elbow in front of him.
It was a sharper blade this time, with a serrated edge on the back of the sword. The handle fits much better to Yzak's hand this time, even after he had the Abominaculm Armguard. There's also an indescribable magnetic sensation between his hand and the blade, like tiny prickling sparks.
"Yzak, your faithful Orc Warrior, will make sure to hunt them down to the last champion! Grun-Thar!" the orc warrior slammed his head on the ground and made his oath before the chieftain. His reverence towards Cullen Azog was much stronger than before.
"Get me the other orc warrior with you that day. And get ready to assist Tarzul." Cullen Azog said as he allowed Yzak to leave his room.
"Respected chieftain, Elder Roas has some words he wanted to deliver to you." the orc quickly brought this matter to Cullen Azog's attention before he left.
"Elder Roas came before? Speak." Cullen Azog said.
"He said that there are some changes in the frontline. Additionally, it's about the chieftain's obsession with whatever you're doing inside the room for these few days." Yzak reported.
"Then... Bring me Elder Roas too. You may leave now." Cullen Azog nodded.
"Grun-Thar!" Yzak immediately left. Close to five minutes later, the other Orc Warrior and Elder Roas came into the room together.
This time, with the elder here as a witness, Cullen Azog repeated the same thing he did to Yzak. But it reacted differently on this Orc Warrior. The procedure was the same, but the outlook of this Abominaculm Armguard and the power he could display is less superior compared to Yzak.
'Could this happen because Yzak has a hint of Exalt Force, but not this Orc Warrior?' Cullen Azog asked himself. But right now, he has no other choice but to go with it. After all, the two of them were the top contributor to the existence of Abominaculm.
"Leave the room. I want to speak with the elder alone." Cullen Azog said after the process of attaching the armguard is over.
"Grun-Thar!" just like Yzak, the Orc Warrior slammed his head on the ground hard and left. Even his mentality was the same as it was filled with reverence towards Cullen Azog.
"Chieftain," the elder kneeled on both knees when it comes to his turn for an audience. He was still unsure of the reason behind Cullen Azog's summon.
"What is the matter with the frontline?" Cullen Azog asked.
"Three settlements up across the waterside were destroyed. The culprits are likely the same creature Yzak brought back a few days ago. Right now, we have an influx of settlers with no place to live." Elder Roas said.
"Settlers? How many of them?" Cullen Azog's eyes lit up immediately.
"About a hundred. Almost all humans. And five ogres. Most of them were female. From what they said, the males were all killed or eaten while they're on the run." Elder Roas answered.
"Good. Get the orc craftsmen to start building more houses. I will have to speak with my mother later, so I'll depend on you to get all of them into our village. If there's not enough food, get the orc herders and sharpshooters over to the frontline to bring some supplies back."
"I'll rely on you, for now, Elder Roas." Cullen Azog said.
He's preparing to meet his mother right now, who should be in her own room.
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"Grun-Thar! Keep the defense line together!" Tarzul shouts as he chopped the Scale Worker in front of him into two sections. On the other hand, he was controlling the approach of a Scale Champion using his brute strength.
"Shhh!!!" the creature was struggling to get itself free from Tarzul's clutch.
If this Scale Champion and the previous one were to be compared side by side, there seem to be minor changes in their overall features. Their elongated neck is no more and was replaced with a skull and a neck just like the orcs and humans.
As for its body feature, the Scale Champion still comes with four arms and two legs. The only changes here are its movement is much more stable than before, along with a more flexible hand. If they were given a tool like the orcs and humans, they could be capable of weapon-wielding very soon.
"Shh!" a second Scale Champion appeared without notice from the water. With the odds of two against one, Tarzul was put into a dangerous situation instantly.
"Despicable creatures! This Tarzul will not lose to you!" unwilling to give up, Tarzul fought. But no matter how hard he struggles, it was pointless when he was pitted in a fight against two monstrosities about his own size.
As the situation is turning dire, the flash of a sword came.
"Yzak, the appointed Exalt Orc Warrior of Chieftain Cullen Azog, is here!" the orc warrior said as he decapitated the Scale Champion holding Tarzul back.
As for the other orc warrior, he was standing right in the middle of the battlefield with his right arm holding high up. Following the chieftain's order, destroy them!"