People are more like objects with numerous systems working in tandem. When you look deep enough, people are just made up of stupid cells that do the same thing over and over again. He sees this every day and has become colder and dismissive of mundane things because of it. There are very few that he interacts with because of his new preference for special things. Hadrick is one of those few.
"It is just beautiful. How many threads are you using for the edification?" Hadrick asked.
"7,319. I can go above that but that is the optimum number for perfect control and synchronization."
ραпdα nᴏνɐ| сom Hadrick couldn't help but be impressed. "Wow. That is marvelous in and of itself. A sovereign can only use a maximum of 6,000. Heck, I can only use 1000. That's if I really push myself."
"But you're the best forger. Slow and steady wins the race." He said to compliment his teacher.
"You're just making me look good. And I might not be the best forger anymore."
Hadrick tried to play down his ability but Soverick insisted. He said, "I'm sure you're the best forger. No one can beat the level of energy transformation that you achieve. You don't even need the discharge array."
Hadrick became smug. "Well, I was being humble. I know that I am still the best. I just wanted you to say it first."
Soverick smiled. What he said is the truth. Hadrick is the best forger. There's no one that Legion knows to be better than Hadrick at making artifacts. While others try to force raw materials into the shape and function they want, Hadrick shapes them like a potter shapes clay.
Forging happens seamlessly and effortlessly for Hadrick. It is due to Hadrick's ability to influence energy transformation to a high degree. He can make water at 99 degrees reach 100 degrees by using just a tiny fraction of latent energy required to do so thereby transforming water to steam seamlessly.
It is an ability that is based on pure talent. The ability is a big deal in forging. The only person more talented than Hadrick is the tree father but the tree father doesn't have the tools for forging yet. Hadrick also has a rigid mind that's why he can't handle more than 1,000 threads of edification.
Soverick on the other hand is the epitome of skill and hard work. He has gotten the processes and mechanisms for transformation down to perfection. He has reached the limit of that perfection. If his knowledge and control can be combined with the talent of the Tree father, then there will be no limit to what they can achieve.
The two of them returned to their normal exchange. Soverick will forge while Hadrick will give pointless advice. They did so until the forging was completed. Then the magnetic pillar began to shut down. It shut down ring by ring thereby reducing the magnetic field layer by layer instead of all at once.
Soverick shut down the other arrays and brought the forged artifact towards him with his solidified divine sense. The large red shower at the center of the array has changed. It shrunk and its color changed. It has become a small black sphere about 20 centimeters in diameter. It has red runes written all over its surface. Soverick made it fly all the way to him and he inspected it closely with all his eyes.
Hadrick remarked like a wise sage. "Your workmanship isn't bad but we are not sure it will work as you planned. It might not even work at all."
Soverick said confidently. "It will work."
He has confidence because of his eyes. He saw the forging process, so he knows it will work. He can track cause and effect.
"Just activate it and let's find out," Hadrick said eagerly. It wanted to see if it can work.
Soverick shook his head. "That can wait. Let's not make my visitors wait for too long."
Hadrick was disappointed but it recovered quickly. It said, "Fine. But be quick about it."
Soverick paused and asked himself. "How do I make this meeting as fast as possible?"
He took six sheets of paper and began writing some stuff on them. It didn't take long for him to finish. Then he left his position from within the array and went outside the forge to see his guests. There are five of them and all of them are battle sage monkeys except one. Hadrick didn't follow him but he is aware of what's going on in the city.
One of the five of his guests, a king of law, bowed to him and spoke. The others just watched.
"Greetings, Child of the Plane. Permit me the honor of doing the introductions. I am..."
Soverick interrupted him. "I know who you are and I know why you are here."
All four of his eyes focused on each one of them in turn before he gave each of them a piece of paper. There is something written on each paper. They read what he gave them.
The sheet he gave to the one that spoke first read. "You are from the Ghastorix family. There are several reasons why you are here. You were sent here by the Diplomatic department of the family. They chose you because you're a king and because you're the only king of law to volunteer when your department was asked. You volunteered because you want me to sign a souvenir for your daughter. You were the only one to volunteer because you bribed and intimidated the others from volunteering. I won't sign the souvenir for your daughter but you can take this piece of paper to her. Don't thank me."
The king of law has the telltale sign of blue fur with an air of electricity around him indicating he is a king of law that has mastered the law of lightning. His blue fur and the familiarity of his bloodline can allow an observant person to determine that he is a member of the Ghastorix family but Soverick determined he has the Ghastorix bloodline by looking into his body and seeing the law fragments of lightning within it.
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