The Return of the Legendary Golden-Handed Blacksmith - Chapter 232

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Chapter 232
Episode 232.
Mirths was caught off guard.
It had been the perfect moment to drown him.
But Jin-woo fashioned a raft from bone in an instant and floated upon it.
Yet that wasn’t the end of it.
He brought the hammer down at tremendous speed, forged another piece of equipment, and immediately hurled it toward the ceiling.
“Hmph.”
This Underground Waterway was his domain.
A place filled with water, saturated with moisture.
Besides, he had already sealed the exit himself.
Those flames were meant to be swallowed by water together with the Temple in this Underground Waterway.
But they weren’t.
“How does he kindle flames so swiftly?”
Crafting was impossible in such a place.
No matter how fierce the flames he possessed, he couldn’t exert firepower in the heart of a water domain.
Yet Jin-woo had kindled flames.
Fierce flames at that.
If he left them unchecked, they would burn the world to ash.
Everything would be consumed by fire.
Then he had to bear that heavy burden himself.
“It is dangerous. Far too dangerous. I must do this.”
His eyes grew intense.
He had to extinguish those perilous flames here.
Before the world burned, he had to extinguish them himself!
“I cannot allow this to repeat…….”
The situation would recur where flames turned precious things to ash.
He absolutely could not permit that.
“O Divine One!”
Mirths pressed his palms together.
Then a blessing descended upon him.
Whoooosh—.
—The God of Water grants strength to his successor!
Glug—.
Glug—!
Water began to surge violently.
It formed a whirlpool and soon sought to engulf the raft Jin-woo rode.
Screeeech—!
The raft spun wildly.
Jin-woo observed his familiars. They waited on the raft for his command. But First and Pur could not move freely underwater.
Bone was heavy, and equipment heavier still.
All he could use now was the Ego Sword: Yurold, but the sword’s power was diminished by the water that crashed down upon him in an instant.
‘I’ve bought time by breaking through the ceiling.’
Jin-woo swung the Pickaxe with all his strength. Thanks to that, he had reduced the risk of this space filling completely with water and drowning.
But even that was merely a matter of time.
‘If he can continue making water, he could seal that hole I broke through with water as well.’
If he timed another swing of the Pickaxe correctly, he might be able to drain that water.
‘But he won’t give me such an opening.’
Mirths had already witnessed Jin-woo use the Pickaxe once. He would not grant another chance.
“Then.”
Jin-woo gestured to Pur.
“Pur. Freeze it.”
Pur’s attribute was frost.
And he possessed the special skill of the Frost Bone Crescent Halberd.
“Crescent Moon Slash.”
Pur swung the Frost Bone Crescent Halberd at full power toward the water’s surface.
Shriek—.
Whoooooooosh—!
In an instant, the entire area where the slash passed began to freeze solid.
Glimmering.
Mirths, who had been walking the water’s surface like ground, frowned.
As the water froze, First pressed down hard and launched forward.
He wrapped the Yurold around his body and raised the Phantom Blade sharply upward.
Top to bottom.
A simple overhead strike, yet this blow contained all of First’s power. He had to end it with this single move. Otherwise, his ability to act would vanish.
Screeeech—!
As First closed the distance and attacked, Mirths clenched his fist and brought both hands together.
Smack—.
Water erupted from his body, forming fists that blocked First’s Phantom Blade directly.
Crunch-crunch-crunch-crunch—!
This was no ordinary water.
Highly compressed water.
High-pressure water.
Yet First’s strike pierced through and slashed Mirths cleanly.
“!”
Mirths appeared to be split in two. But his water armor protected him.
But then.
“Grrrrgh—!”
The tiger appeared from behind.
And immediately raked its claws forward.
Mirths moved to restore his shattered water armor and block the tiger’s strike.
But the tiger’s equipment was the Titanium Wild Claw.
It tore through his water armor and slashed Mirths directly.
“Ugh.”
It was a deep wound indeed.
Just as he was about to deliver the final blow.
Crack—. Crackle-crackle—!
The floor began to melt.
In an instant it reverted to water, and First and the tiger fell into it.
Moltus fished them out and lifted them back onto the raft.
“So it could freeze.”
Mirths kept one hand submerged in water. His deep wound was already healing. What the tiger had severed was merely another layer of water armor.
“There are no more openings.”
Mirths’ power flooded through the water. Pur swung the Frost Bone Crescent Halberd once more. But it did not freeze.
Whoooosh—.
Jin-woo saw it in that instant.
A black Aura radiating from Mirths’ body.
‘Tower bosses have always been Demons.’
He could sense the Demon’s power emanating from Mirths now.
‘Has it fully merged with him?’
Or was it lending its power while watching from elsewhere?
Whoooooosh—!
Watching the black Aura spread with such intensity, Jin-woo was certain.
‘It has merged completely.’
Mirths had absorbed the Tower’s Demon.
He was now the Demon itself, and the successor of the God of Water.
—The boss of the Water Tower, Mirths, reveals his true form!
‘Would the God of Water allow this?’
There were many kinds of Gods of Water, so perhaps this one matched him accordingly.
‘Or perhaps.’
The God of Water itself might be a Demon. Pop—. Pop-pop—. Before Jin-woo could finish the thought, horns sprouted from Mirths’ head.
“I see.”
Jin-woo observed the horns.
And the black Aura that crackled like lightning.
‘This is good.’
The situation had actually improved. Coveted horns and black Aura. His soul would surely be excellent.
“Well, done.”
Jin-woo patted First’s back as if to say he’d done well.
“It’s not your fault.”
First was angry with himself for failing to slay Mirths cleanly. He should have done it with that one chance.
“Grrrgh—.”
The tiger also lowered its head, bumping it gently against Jin-woo’s feet.
“You did fine too.”
‘You actually did well.’
Because of them, he’d managed to draw out Mirths’ true form.
Of course, separate from that, the situation was quite precarious.
Pur’s frost no longer worked, and his opponent was now wary of Moltus. He had realized that Moltus could attack from range using Telekinesis.
‘Now that he knows Moltus is the only threat to him.’
Moltus’ attacks naturally would no longer land.
‘A true crisis.’
There had been many crises before, but never one like this.
It was far more difficult than the Sky Tower, which had been filled with floating monsters.
Whoosh—.
Whoooosh—!
The madly spinning raft even disrupted Jin-woo’s concentration.
His familiars looked to him. In truth, they too had no idea what to do in such a situation.
There had been only one chance.
He’d squandered it, and the timing was off. With the opportunity to turn things around gone, he couldn’t fathom what to do now.
What should he do?
How could he win?
His familiars waited for orders, tense. Then slowly they looked to Jin-woo. Orders had to come now.
Their master was great. But in a situation like this, that greatness couldn’t be…
“!”
Yet Jin-woo was smiling.
As if a chance to win still existed.
“I’m glad I found you here.”
Jin-woo looked at Mirths.
Until now, he had adapted to any situation. Against foes that asserted their Domain, he’d overwhelmed them with the Proclamation of Heaven, and through his Undead familiars and equipment, he had claimed victory.
But a day like this would always come eventually.
A situation difficult to adapt to.
“I’m grateful you came now.”
Jin-woo slowly closed his eyes.
His mind raced intensely.
‘I can’t use Bone or Pin.’
The air above was effectively sealed off.
And creating a new familiar was also difficult. The conditions were too unfavorable to craft a familiar that could move freely in this water.
Shaping a Skeleton required considerable concentration and dexterity.
Spin-spin—.
The rotating raft offered such unstable footing that creating a new familiar was impossible.
Therefore, there was only one way.
“Summoning.”
A Crafter must be capable of Crafting in any situation.
He must be able to concentrate in any situation.
“Even in a situation like this.”
Clinging to one raft in a space filled with water was no exception.
Whoooooosh—.
Jin-woo’s Summoned Workshop materialized on the raft. Since he couldn’t retrieve all his tools, he summoned only the workbench and furnace.
At this sight, Mirths’ eyes widened.
Was this madman seriously trying to kindle flames in such a situation?
Very well. Good.
“Go ahead and try. See if you can kindle flames aboard that spinning vessel!”
The raft continued to spin, caught in the sea whirlwind.
On top of that, Mirths began flinging water wildly.
“Water Storm.”
Whoosh—.
Whoooosh-whoosh-whoosh—!
Splash—!
Cracks began to form in the floor of Jin-woo’s raft. Though made of bone and quite flexible and durable, the power of water far exceeded it.
“Water Bomb.”
The water compressed and was hurled at the raft Jin-woo rode.
Boom—!
This was a windless place. Therefore, the vessel had to be moved manually.
“Moltus!”
Jin-woo used Moltus’ power to evade the Water Bomb.
‘Lifting the vessel itself would buy some time.’
But that was merely stalling. Besides, though his opponent was targeting Jin-woo now, once Moltus’ power was understood, the focus would shift to eliminating Moltus.
“Triple Water Spear.”
Whoooooosh—!
This time water transformed into spear form and flew at them. It was aimed precisely at Moltus. Moltus quickly hid behind First and Pur.
Slash—!
The spears were cut down, but the raft took another hit.
And that wasn’t all.
“Burst.”
The impact exploded just as before.
Boom—! Crunch-crunch-crunch—!
Lurch—. Lurch—!
Crackle—!
He evaded it, but his limits were reached. The rear section of the raft’s floor finally shattered completely.
Tip—.
The unbalanced raft began to capsize.
The situation worsened further.
Mirths was certain. No matter how formidable this man’s flames, Crafting would be impossible in such an extreme situation.
It was over.
He could extinguish those flames!
Lurch-lurch—.
The Summoned Workshop remained open, but Jin-woo was still motionless.
Eyes closed.
As if waiting for something.
Lurch—. Lurch—.
And then, suddenly, his eyes opened.
“I’ve adapted.”
To Craft upon a raft that continuously spun and rocked in a sea whirlwind and fierce waves, he had to grow accustomed to that motion and rotation.
And now Jin-woo had grown accustomed.
To that rhythm.
He had fully adapted.

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