One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Chapter 460: Chapter 383: Fully Armed, Claw of Fear

Su Heng left them with the command to familiarize themselves with their bodies as soon as possible, and then turned to leave the Flesh Furnace.

He left the Demon Suppression Tower, left Baihua County.

He arrived at a temporarily built but already quite large base deep in Canglong Mountain and found Wang Xindong, who looked very tired.

Wang Xindong had not yet undergone the upgrade surgery for the Original Dragon Guards, but the old man had no complaints.

On the contrary, he felt proud to be entrusted with such an important task.

Seeing Su Heng approaching from a distance, Wang Xindong raised his hand to his chest and bowed, then pointed to a hollowed-out mountain in front of him and said, “My Lord, everything you instructed me to make has been placed inside.”

Around them, there were many craftsmen bare-chested.

Nearby, there was a huge furnace for smelting metals, and mountains of chopped wood piled up.

Their faces immediately showed awe, and they knelt on the ground.

For a moment, the bustling steel forge became quiet, only the crackling sounds of the flames could be heard.

Su Heng looked around.

He slightly raised his hand, signaling them to continue with their work.

Then his gaze fell on Wang Xindong, his face showing a smile of approval, and said, “You have done very well, better than I expected, take me over to have a look.”

"As you command,” Wang Xindong nodded.

Boom!

The thick stone doors slowly pushed open to the sides, a cold and stern smell of steel immediately blew towards them.

As the vigor was injected into the high-energy crystals embedded in the walls, light burst forth, dispelling the darkness.

Rows of steel cabinets stood before Su Heng’s eyes inside the cave.

Wang Xindong led the way, Su Heng followed.

Click!

Wang Xindong approached one of the upright cabinets.

He touched a mechanism on the side, and the sound of machinery turning came from inside.

The cabinet slowly opened to the sides, revealing a set of majestic full-body armor.

The armor was dark gold in color, presumably made of rare Dead Iron, with an unrecognized metal coating on the outside. Its chest and hand areas featured dragon scale patterns, embellished with dark red crystal details.

The helmet on top sported a dangerously flaming red crest.

Next to it stood a weapon resembling a long spear. The spearhead was slightly elongated, with a dark crystal embedded at the joint with the shaft.

Wang Xindong took a piece of shoulder armor, handed it to Su Heng.

Su Heng gently squeezed it, the metal showed no obvious deformation.

He further increased the force in his grip, the metal thinned but did not crack. Clearly, as a piece of armor, its strength and toughness met the requirements.

Su Heng returned the shoulder armor to its original place and took the long spear in his hand.

Swish!

He merely gave it a light shake.

The long spear immediately emitted a crisp metallic humming sound.

The air next to it seemed to shatter, visibly forming rings that expanded outward.

Su Heng gently tossed it up.

He grasped the long spear horizontally in one hand, while his other hand gently touched the dark crystal embedded in the blade.

"This crystal was harvested from a battleship,” Su Heng spoke, more with assertion than question. He had seen such crystals on Dragon Abyss, embedded in the Great Elder of the Demon Descendants’ scepter.

"You are correct,” Wang Xindong replied, “In the records of the Demon Descendants, this type of crystal is called the ‘Hate Crystal.

"So, what effect does it have when embedded in a weapon?” Su Heng asked.

"You could try injecting some of your vigor into it,” Wang Xindong responded.

Su Heng did as suggested.

Dead Iron was supposed to block the transfer of vigor.

But the coating on this long spear also incorporated a special material for conducting vigor.

Buzz!

As Su Heng injected a trace of his vigor into it.

The intricate patterns on the spear shaft quickly lit up and spread like blossoming flowers, eventually gathering on the “Hate Crystal” at the blade.

The crystal’s color shifted from its initially dull tone to dark red, then further transformed into a sun-like fiery gold.

Boom!

As the energy accumulated to its peak inside.

Su Heng sharply changed direction, aiming at the open sky outside the door.

With a powerful recoil force traveling along the shaft, the ground stirred up large amounts of dust.

A straight beam of light broke through the dust, leaving a white vapor trail, piercing through the dense foliage of Canglong Mountain, and finally disappearing into the heavens.

"Wow!”

Looking down at the slightly cracked ground, Su Heng’s lips curled into a smile.

He patted Wang Xindong on the shoulder and said, “Genius-like design, quite powerful indeed.”

Wang Xindong said, “The design of these weapons was assisted by the Ming Daoist, who herself was once the Princess of the Great Yue Dynasty and has a wealth of knowledge. Moreover, she has spent a thousand years in deep meditation in the Skull Plain, which facilitated the gathering of relevant materials. To her, the Demon Descendants are not as mysterious as we imagine.”

"Is that so.” Su Heng nodded and made a mental note, “I will visit her in person when the time comes.”

"And this Wang Xindong pointed as he spoke.

He led the way to the deepest part of this huge cave.

A series of claws, each about seven meters tall and resembling greatly magnified versions of cutting tools, appeared before Su Heng.

"As per your request, we have designed it and named it ‘Claw of Fear, Wang Xindong said, slightly puffing his chest with pride.

The exterior of the Claw of Fear is pitch black, covered with a thick layer of Dead Iron Armor, and its base emits a cold light from its huge claws, creating an atmosphere filled with brutal solemnity. The wrists of the “Claw of Fear” are open, with a fixed frame inside that roughly fits the physique of the Original Dragon Guards.

Yes, this weapon, which looks like it was tailor-made for Su Heng’s body, is actually an extremely violent means of transportation.

Its function is to rapidly deploy the Original Dragon Guards to the battlefield through the Flesh Furnace for targeted killings.

A tremendous impact from the sky, coupled with the muscular men instantly emerging from within to fight.

If used properly,

Just a few Claws of Fear could change the course of a battle.

Su Heng initially mentioned it casually to Wang Xindong just to see what would happen, never expecting the other to actually create such a devastating weapon.

Wang Xindong imagined the Claw of Destruction descending like a meteor from the sky, dragging a long tail of flames, followed by a scene of the earth shaking and mountains moving.

At this moment, he couldn’t help but remark, “The scene will surely be spectacular.”

Su Heng was about to speak.

But at that moment, he seemed to notice something.

A red light flashed in his hand, and the sheath of the Flying Sword Transmission appeared before his eyes.

His gaze swept over the text that emerged on it, and Su Heng’s eyebrows first furrowed then quickly relaxed.

"Is it a message from the front lines?” asked Wang Xindong.

"Yes Su Heng calmed down, sighing softly, “The time for the feast has come, it’s time for these things to be put to use.”

"Only through the merciless tempering of warfare can a weapon truly become a Divine Weapon,” Wang Xindong also deeply nodded in agreement.

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Blood Realm!

A massive Demon General swung a barbed iron whip in his hand, fiercely lashing it on a low-ranking demon.

These creatures, known as Ant Demons, were about the size of a normal human.

Covered in white armor, with shoulders carrying a sharp-pointed hoe larger than their own bodies, they used all their strength to pound on the crimson-colored void barrier in front of them. The void barrier, separating the Eternal Heaven from the Material Realm, appeared like a semi-transparent gel.

Yet when the sharp-pointed hoe hit it, a metallic clink was heard.

The powerful rebound tore the armor of these Ant Demons, and pale pink blood continuously flowed out.

Still, despite this,

The Ant Demons dared not slack off in the slightest.

Instead, under the vigorous lashing of the Demon General, they worked even harder.

Snap!

The Demon General’s iron whip directly shattered an Ant Demon into pieces.

But as one demon fell, several more quickly filled the gaps left in the front.

At that moment, the Demon General enjoyed a rare moment of leisure.

He lifted his head and looked back.

On the dry, cracked wasteland behind him stood figures clad in Blood Armor.

Their aura felt as one, their faces devoid of expression, and from a distance, one could only feel the coldness and solemnity emanating from them.

Accidentally making eye contact with one of them, their lifeless blood-red pupils caused the Demon General to shiver uncontrollably.

Behind these Original Blood Guards,

In the misty gray fog, stood towering, muscular figures of various appearances.

Each of these figures represented a renowned, powerful Demon God in the Blood Realm.

Among these Demon Gods, the two most powerful were there.

One on the left as intense as the blazing sun scorching the earth, and the other on the right as eternal as the deep, mysterious moon in the sky, enveloped in endless light and shadows.

The Prison Fire Ruler, Salos.

The Shadow Demon God, Nenos.

The presence of these two Pillar Gods in the Blood Realm marked an unprecedented war.

Even though the Demon General’s bloated body was full of violence and selfishness,

On seeing this scene,

He also felt an unprecedented sense of honor and belonging in his heart.

Such a formidable army!

Surely unstoppable, invincible, and could easily conquer a world.

Crack!

Just as the Demon General felt excited,

A crisp sound rang out, the spatial barrier shattered layer by layer, and the cold, moist air of the real world blew in.

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