Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3651

Erghak had indeed followed the ancient Dragon tradition of "calling dibs" and was the patriarch. What he lacked in the brilliance of his mind he more than made up for it with the strength of his muscles.

He could kick the asses of all the convened geniuses since their idea of exercise was reading a book or sitting in front of their lab desks.

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A few seconds later, at the Verhen mansion.

"Good gods, this is the greatest yet burdensome gift someone has ever given me." Tista said while admiring Ishka's corpse.

The Spark's tendrils and cables had respectively seeped under Ishka's skin and attached themselves to his joints.

The powerful stream of world energy and a spark of life force produced by the Hands flowed through the dead body, nurturing and refining it better than the best breathing technique could.

The cracked scales had already been repaired, and the broken ones regenerated. Ishak had died before reaching the bright blue core, so he wouldn't fit even a deep violet-cored Divine Beast, let alone a violet one like Tista.

Yet with the Spark's refining speed, he would soon reach the 20 meters (66') and become a suitable crafting material. It would require thinning the bones and stretching the skin to cover the Hekate's 25 meters (82') tall form, but it was feasible.

The Spark would keep growing the corpse whenever the armor was stored on the tower's floor, and, over time, it would become a perfect fit. The real problem was finding the Adamant to coat the entire thing.

The more Tista grew, the more she would need.

"I know." Lith patted her shoulder. "Take good care of Ishka and find your armor a decent name. Make it unique as he is."

"I'll do my best." Tista replied. "Thanks for the armor, lil bro. And thank you for helping me look for a job, Solus."

"Don't thank me before you hear the whole story." Solus shuddered at the memory. "I can offer you two alternatives, and you will like neither."

Solus started by explaining to Tista what selling Origin Flames through Erghak's network would imply and then moved on to the Crimson Heart diamond.

"This is shit?" Tista asked in horror. "The wedding stone of my dreams is Dragon shit?"

"You wanted a Crimson Heart studded in your betrothal gift?" Lith was even more horrified. "Do you have any idea how much it costs?"

"Of course I do. That's why I just dreamed of it." Tista replied. "Dreaming costs nothing."

"It does, if you are the man supposed to make those dreams come true." Lith grunted.

"Can you please not ruin this for me with your money issues more than it already is?" She sighed in exasperation. "Gods, I really dodged a poisoned arrow here."

"You certainly did." Lith said. "How is your amplifier?"

Almost everyone who knew about the tower had left a sample of their tissues and blood in the Spark to accelerate the mana tempering process and turn them into powerful ingredients for their custom-made equipment.

"Not good." Tista looked at the vial containing her blood and another holding her hair. "First, it had to reach the bright violet, something I haven't done myself yet. Then the real tempering process started.

"I'm behind you and Faluel by at least one year."

"Don't worry too much about that." Lith pointed at Ishka's corpse. "I'll keep the Spark active most of the time, unless I have an emergency. I'll keep at it until we have enough materials to craft a proper armor or until you find me enough Adamant to make up for the difference."