However, a problem appeared during the fusion of the two materials.
There wasn't any mistake on Noah's side, he had maintained a perfect control over the process for the whole time.
The issue was about the nature of the toxic smoke.
As it originated from a spell that emphasized destruction, it was intrinsic in its nature to destroy everything that was not his user.
The smoke began to corrode the bone.
If even Noah's saber couldn't avoid being corroded, it was no wonder that the same happened with other materials.
Noah tried his best to prevent the corrosion from happening but all he could do was staring helplessly as the black gas reduced the bone to nothingness.
The bone was devoured and the incubating membrane dispersed, the toxic smoke spread in the room before being blocked by the flickering inscriptions on the walls.
'It was a rank 4 material, coming from one of the most adaptive magical beasts in this world and with a matching element. Not even this could contain my spell.'
He sighed, laying on the floor under him.
'Well, at least I know that my Demonic form can injure dead rank 4 beasts. When I obtain a rank 4 body, I should be able to deal with that starved Cloud eagle. As for the forging…'
He sighed again.
It's not that he didn't foresee that circumstance, he knew the proprieties of his spell better than anyone else.
He had already found another way to use the smoke as a material without letting it consume the other ingredients.
Noah stood up and two items appeared in front of him.
One of them was his saber that he wielded with his left hand.
The other one was a bucket, like the ones he used to collect the blood of the magical beasts when he had to prepare for the Body-inscription spell.
'If the Demonic form hurts everything except me, then I have to use me as a material.'
The saber slashed his right wrist and Noah stretched his arm to make the blood drip in the bucket.
His eyes were cold as he looked at his own blood coming out of his wrist, he was quite used to that scene by then.
'First the Horned snake, second the Three-eyed bat, and the Night panther as the third one. Who would have thought that I would be the fourth.'
He laughed internally at that thought, he realized that he wasn't treating his body any differently from a beast's corpse.
'If this gets me what I need, I don't mind throwing away hundreds of liters of my blood.'
His body was alive though and had also excellent healing abilities.
The wound on his wrist closed after a few seconds and Noah was forced to open it again.
Little by little, the bucket began to fill.
He had a rank 3 body, spilling about three liters of blood made him dizzy and pale but didn't endanger his life.
That was also due to the fact that his bones began to emit a cold halo that increased its production.
In about twenty minutes, the bucket was full.
Noah took out another chameleon's bone and immersed it in his blood before going to rest.
Chapter end
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