[CH399+ Continued] Dungeon Diver: Stealing A Monster's Power

Chapter 496

Just 8 ounces has always been enough in the past, but from the sheer size of materials I'm using, and the power that seeps out from this Dark Element Skull-shaped stone, I get the feeling using far more is safer.

I activate my Mythic Grade craftsmanship skill, and the enormous pile of materials begins to glow bright white.

First, it expands and flashes, then, it begins to compact and fuse together while floating in the air.

It gets smaller and smaller, but the energy density inside of the craft reaches levels even more intense than I imagined.

Once the bright white light finally ceases, a long black sword is left in my right hand that is nearly as tall and wide as I am.

It immediately calls to be imbued with Dark Soul Energy Imbued magic, and I do exactly that because it feels so right.

The blade pulses with Dark Magic, and a jet black aura forms around it.

Right at the base of the blade, a black crystal skull channels the power from my hand into the impossibly dense metal.

Over 100m of Scythe has been compacted into a 2m long sword.

It the same weight as that scythe and is capable of wielding even more power... Yet, it is all compacted and focused on a very small concentrated point. This is a weapon incapable of holding back; I could never use it in a friendly sparring match. It is a tool built solely for war.

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The Dark Emperor's Blade [+729% Strength][+666% Mental Strength][+512% Speed][+478% Agility][+401% Defense][Blood Bonded][Dark Attribute][Hidden Ability]

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I stare at the rotating masterpiece as I channel more and more power into it, and it never hits its cap; it continues to charge further and further with no end in sight.

I hold it high above my head, then open a spatial magic portal behind me to let all of the remaining hundreds of silver swords that I managed to absorb from the fallen ghouls on the battlefield earlier fall out.

The silver blades of my slain enemies come together, and I use a small amount of fire-imbued soul energy to heat them up enough that they are moldable.

As I bring the massive black sword down to my side, and sit back, I mold all of these blades into the shape of a throne.

Using ice, water, and wind magic, the throne consolidates and shimmers silver from the sun's rays. I sit back against the cool metal made of the weapons of the enemy forces we just utterly destroyed, and rest the jet black sword beside me.

"We've won."

All of my teammates that fought in this war stand behind me and appreciate the view for a few minutes.

Lights begin to shine in the city below, and the party looks like it's starting all along the street leading from the mercenary pub to the apartments hosting villagers and Elite fighters.

I stand up from my throne and place my new sword back into my inventory, and point down to the crowd forming in the streets.

"Please, all of you celebrate your hearts out tonight; let me worry about tomorrow. Just be ready to leave by noon, we'll visit Sector 1 together and bring the Good News."

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Post Chapter Status Update

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