Waves of mana started flowing from the Divine Herb to Arman's body.
And the moment that happened, Arman was extremely relaxed.
He never felt such a relaxation in his entire life!
So beautiful was the feeling of relaxation, that the sense of joy and reverence it brought, gave peace to Arman's soul.
He was feeling like a freebird, soaring high in the sky.
He was thinking about by making what kind of faces, can he make others believe that he is in midst of the fusion process.
But now, his face formed a smile which said that he was in a deep sleep.
But, at the same time, it also displayed that he was concentrating on something.
But this didn't make them believe that Arman was in fusion.
But, the massive and omnious kind of energy oozing from and around Arman made them think so.
And sooner, others started with their own job.
[Current progress : 34%]
[Current progress : 35%]
[Current progress : 36%]
Arman's assimilation was progressing rapidly.
And Arman could feel his body growing sturdier and sturdier.
He was very stout now.
And in no time, he got completely immersed in the fusion.
And Arman was lost in his thoughts for about forty minutes or so.
And after those forty minutes, Arman saw another notification pop up.
[Fusion progress : 99%]
[Fusion progress : 100%]
[Fusion complete]
[New skills generated due to Fusion.]
[You can't view or use those skills because your assimilation isn't complete yet.
Please complete the assimilation]
[Assimilated progress: 59.73%]
Assimilation was now at fifty nine percent.
This was a whopping increase in strength!
From the time Arman got the powers, this is the first time that such a great increase in assimilation happened in a single go, with second being then when he killed Soso.
[As your assimilation surpassed fifty percent, some features are unlocked.]
And then, Arman came back to his senses.
He probed his surroundings and his brain was flooded with information.
His perception had increased greatly.
But, this information was too vague to be able to be processed.
He couldn't get even the major details, not to mention about the minor details.
Such perception was not recommended for sensing something.
But still, something was better than nothing.
Before this, he couldn't even sense someone's presence.
But he can atleast sense one's presence, even if he cannot distinguish between living and non-living using this perception not from his sense organs.
It was extrasensory.
Arman opened his eyes and stood up from his position.
Himputra saw him doing so, and walked near Arman.
"Finished, already?"
He asked, with surprise eyes.
"Yes, seemingly." Replied Arman, flicking his collar in pride.
But the words that followed, completely tarnished Arman's pride.
"What a monstrous talent, you are the third one to finish."
"..."
Arman didn't have a any words to say.
He used the mental link between Arman and the Flame king to convey his message.
[Why did it take so much time?]
And the Flame King made a quick reply.
[You should thank me that I delayed it.]
[Pardon?]
And the Flame added to his words.
[Did you see the notification saying that some new skills have been generated?]
[Yes, I.. think so.]
And the Flame king started the same old long lecture of his.
[I could have finished it in less than five seconds. But, I recently created a new method, by which, I can derive a higher ammount of power from something.
I mixed that with the fusion process and you got the skills.
It wouldn't have taken this long, if I had tried mixing those two methods before.
If you do a fusion again, then I guarantee to finish it in less than one minute.]
And every word of his, was true.
Himputra then interrupted Arman.
"What are you thinking?"
"Nothing"
The Flame king admired Himputra.
"He is mentally too strong for someone so young.
He just lost his family, and yet, he is concealing his tears so perfectly.
That is what we call someone with a 'promising future'."
Himputra then asked hesitatingly.
"So, are you ready for the Vampire hunt?"
And Arman gave a reply.
"Absolutely, yes."
And hence, the Vampire hunt commenced.
Arman wanted to check the shortsword he snatched from the hands of that masked Vampire, so he gave it to the Flame king to check it.
But, the moment the Flame king touched it, it started to emit a strange light.
It started to turn darker than its original dark colour.
And patches of a new red colour got introduced.
Both Arman and the Flame king were taken aback by this.
"What the f*** is happening?"
Arman shouted aloud.
"Sorry, I completely forgot about it!"
The Flame king also gave the reply in a loud voice.
[Upgrade in progress]
[Upgrade complete!]
Both of them received the notification.
The light, which had engulfed the shortsword dissipated, to reveal a shortsword completely different than before.
"What is this? And what did you forget?"
Asked Arman.
"Let me explain this to you. Where do I start from??? Okay, okay okay.
You may not know about this,
There are eight grades of weapons namely
Common, Uncommon, Rare, Epic, Relic, Unique, Legendary and Mythic, with Common being the lowest grade and Mythic being the highest and each grade being divided into three tiers:- High, mid and lower.
Even one of the best blacksmith in the world can only produce Legendary weapons.
And the number of those who can produce lower tier Mythic weapons doesn't exceed the number of fingers in one hand.
But there exists a level of blacksmithy, which is far above any art of blacksmithy existing in this world.
But it is impossible to reach that level."
Arman made an expression saying that
'Why are you telling this to me?'
The Flame king tried to ignore that expression and continued his words.
"But, if someone reaches that level, he can easily craft higher tier weapons of the Mythic grade.
It happens to be that I am of that level which can craft Mythic grade Higher tier weapons."
"That doesn't explain what happened here."
Arman interupted the Flame king.
"Those weapons, of Ratings lower than Relic, won't harm such a blacksmith.
And once a weapon below the grade of Relic comes into contact with a blacksmith, its weapon spirit will be activated and it will instantly be promoted to Relic grade."
"So that is what happened?"
"Yes, and I forgot that I am an expert blacksmith."
"Then what are you waiting for? Quick! I want to know what kind of a weapon it has become now."
And the Flame King probed the shortsword.
[Name: Death's Grip]
[Grade: S]
[Rating: Relic]
[Description:- A weapon once used by the Hell guard and recently upgraded by the Flame king.
Contains the resentment and hatred of the denizens of hell, due to which it can steal the wielder's opponent's thirty percent of all stats and sometimes might give a part of it to the wielder.
Has the potential to deal double the damage of a single attack.]
[Generates the following skills]
[Skill:- Pathogenism]
[Grade: S]
[Rating: AA]
[Type: Combat, Autonomous]
[Chances of activation: 4%]
[Description:- Just like any parasite, this skill has the ability suck the upto thirty percent of powers of any organism when striked.
Has a 1% chance that the absorbed power will be given to the wielder.]
[Stats]
[ATK: +100]
[Agility: +5]
[Set: 1/2 Complete]
[Set effects:- +20 ATK,
+20 Intelligence Inactive]
And hearing the Flame king's words, Arman swayed his head in awe.
"Coooooool!"
"Not so cool, it says that there is a set, and here we only have a single dagger."
The Flame king wasn't satisfied with this.
"Just let it be."
The thirty seven men, marched towards the Duncan temple.
Their footprints were printed deep into the icy cold ground, which was covered by snow.
And Arman saw the Fire Bot struggling to walk on the snow.
It had already tripped over about eight hundred and seventy two times since past six hours.
And now, it fell for the eight hundred and seventy third time.
It was completely annoyed by now.
It was hard to walk on such snowy mountains with such large feet.
The Fire Bot sat down and just increased the intensity of his Fire.
And now, where ever his foots were kept, snow melted away, as far as a radius of fifteen metres.
Arman asked the Flame king.
"Will it remain forever?"
"No." Replied the Flame king.
"Then, when will it go?" Arman asked again.
"Then when you unsumon it."
"How do I unsumon it?"
"By activating the skill
"Is there no other way?"
"No."
"Then, shall we leave it here..."
Arman was about to finish his words, the Flame king thundered on him.
"Are you still not finished with your words????"
"Okay okay."
And in about fifteen hours, they reached the Duncan temple.
That day, the Vampires, not only saw the dawn of early morning, but also a unit of troops with banners of declaration of war.
Every Vampire in the Duncan temple gathered to see, who dared to attract the wrath of Vampires.
This was a shrine, where once Duncan resided.
A few were too hot blooded, they came out of the temple to straightly attack the troops.
But unfortunately, they met an attack from the Iron Fists of Justice.
Their body got converted into a dirty spot of blood on the milky white snow.
[Affinity with the Duncan temple has been reduced to negative numerals.]
[The Duncan temple and those affiliated with it will be hostile towards you.]
[The Duncan temple now recognises you as an enemy.]
Everyone in Arman's squad received the notification.
But, in this little army, there hardly was anyone who was afraid of the Duncan temple.
But Arman was a little cautious.
"Is it okay to take enmity with such a faction?"
"Of course, it is okay. Afterall, you are my successor.
And even if you didn't offend them now, they would come looking for you later."
"Why?"
"Because you are a 'King'."
"A King? What do you mean by a King?"
Asked Arman.
"I don't think so that we will get enough time to explain things to you in this battlefield.
So let's continue with the massacre."
"Yeah, of course it will be a massacre with this hot and sexy shortsword."
(TN:- By hot and sexy, Arman means to say that the shortsword is OP and Badass.)
Saying so, Arman took out the
He and his comrades ran straight into the Temple.
But, they were stopped by a tall fortress.
The Vampires for sure were cautious.
That is why they built a fortress just in case.
But against the thundering attacks of Himputra, the doors of the fort didn't last longer.
Slam!
With its hinges broken, the door fell to the ground.
All Vampires that stood guard near the door were crushed under the heavy weight.
And Iron Fists of Justice used her telekinesis to stop any arrow from hitting the humans.
Arman sumonned out his Armour, which was again red with pitch-black spots.
But it was even redder than before.
If someone saw Arman from far away, they would have mistaken him to be a leopon.
(TN:- Leopon is the offspring of a male leopard and a lioness)
[Pathogenism activated]
[You have slain a Vampire]
[You have slain a Vampire]
[You have slain a Vampire]
[Assimilation progressed by 0.52%]
Arman was cutting through his way.
But he wasn't satisfied with this much.
Himputra, who was doing a lot better made Arman envy him.
And looking at Himputra, Arman slashed the head of a Vampire with the
And a notification came out.
[You have slain a Vampire]
[Skill
[Assimilation progressed by 0.24%]
The morale of Himputra's squad had already reached a very high peak.
But, the moment a giant explosion took place, their spirits were trimmed off.
"What could have caused such a big explosion?"
Asked Iron Fists of Justice.
"Dunno."
Replied Arman.
Himputra gathered everyone.
"Listen! The ones we faced now were all weak,
the strong are coming now.
Stay on your guard."
And sumonned another shield in his left hand.
The Fire Bot simultaneously used Dash, to appear near Arman.
And they saw tall Vampires with broad shoulders coming at them.
These guys were the real fighters.
The Vampires roared and so did the humans.
It was the starting of a huge scale battle between two species.
The Vampires, easily overpowered the humans, but, it was uncertain whether the Flame king would help Arman or not.
With a single half-baked punch from the Flame king, every single trace of Duncan and the Vampires would vanish.