Traveler Of The Multiverse - Chapter 383

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They stood there, watching the Land of Darkness.

Roar!!

A powerful roar of a dragon rang in the sky followed by clanging off two metal weapons. Sora and the rest looked up at the two wyverns flying in the air.

One wyvern was black and the other was white. On their backs were figures that were fighting against each other.

It wasn’t long before the black wyvern was hurt and the black armored knight fell off the wyvern. Falling straight to the floor and badly hurting himself, his life force sorely depleting.

The black armored knight lifted his hand and extended it to the group of kids he saw in one last plea for help.

However, both Kirito and Eugeo failed to notice the knight on top. Instead, they were focusing on the knight below. Eugeo took some steps forward and was stopped by Kirito.

It only took a couple of seconds for them to realize that they weren’t supposed to be there.

Quickly, they all left the area.

They all ran to the exit, Alice carrying some ice, Sora carrying his materials, and both Eugeo and Kirito running with nothing.

In just moments, they all left the ice cave and ran to the village.

And as if nothing had happened, they all returned to their normal lives, besides Sora.

With an excited face, Sora held the White Dragon’s Reverse Scale and the White Dragon’s rib bone and hid it on top of a tree.

Sora ran back to the smithy and grabbed the anvil and hammer he needed to mold the bone and reverse dragon scale.

He didn’t need the shelter since he had the perfect technique to forge his own weapons.

It was the perfect technique to make the reverse scale and rib bone pure and forged any way he likes.

Since no energy besides the natural energy in the air and the system energy, Sora has access to his personal Mental Energy he has from the Mind Cultivation. With that energy, Sora has the ability to use every single technique at his disposal.

The form of energy that Alice used, is to draw it from the surroundings and her life force, which Sora taught her can be cultivated to have more life force.

With this technique at his disposal, creating a powerful weapon that can break the Underworld is not so far off.

At the edge of the village, in the woods where no one can see him, Sora has set up his anvil and hammer along with the two materials he needs.

With the anvil set up and the game on the anvil, Sora picked up the first materials he will use to forge.

The reverse scale that’s similar to a crystal in appearance but the sharpness and sleek appearance of a metal.

Bringing out the great ember of the Primal Yin-Yang Flame, Sora heated the reverse scale until it turned into murky white liquid. After it turned into murky white liquid, Sora turned up the heat and burnt away the impurities.

After burning off all the impurities, Sora stopped and removed the Yang flame and used the cold Yin flame to start shaping the double edged sword thin and half an inch wide straight blade.

Once it took the general shape, Sora placed the sword blade on the anvil before taking up the hammer. He condensed his Will into the hammer and also slowly sent his own Will into the reverse scale to tame the White Dragon’s Will and make it serve only him by taking it under his command.

Blow after blow, clang after clang, Sora focused his entire self to forge a strong weapon. A weapon that should last him for quite a while, a weapon better than his Inverse Dragon Swords.

Shh…!

With a bright golden light shining through the sky, Sora completed a magnificent blade.

Without checking it’s information, Sora grabbed the bone and did the same as the blade. The only difference was the fact that Sora covered the thin straight double edged sword in the molten dragon bone.

Sora made sure to separate the bone into two important parts, a hint and a scabbard. Both pieces would come together as if it was one piece the entire time.

The sword will have no sword guard and it will have some beautiful carvings on the scabbard as well as some runes on the blade that bring out it’s strength and beauty to its maximum.

Like the Japanese style sword type, Shirasaya.

Once it was melted down and Sora cooled it enough with a three Yin Flame, Sora carved some beautiful images on the scabbard and blade with a pocket knife, heightening their beauty.

With one last chip at the scabbard with the pocket knife, the sword and scabbard became one. As long as they remained close to each other, they will remain strong and powerful.

“Hahaha! Great!”

Sora laughed as he picked up the white sword, feeling it become quite heavy.

‘Shit, just how strong is it now?’ Sora quickly checked the information is the Sword and was amazed by the stats.

Class: 150

Durability: 150,000 / 150,000

Gazing at the stats with an amazed face, Sora quickly let go of the sword, feeling as if it will rip off his arms at any moment. The class and its durability was the highest Sora had ever seen.

With his measly 78 in Object Control Authority, Sora only managed to pick it up because of his Will that dominated the Will of the White Dragon’s, allowing the sword to become lighter in his hands.

Even then, the sword was heavy for him and his 78 points in Object Control Authority.

“This sword is amazing… I need to give it a proper name,” muttered Sora as he quickly moved the sword from on top of the anvil. (A/N: Any suggestions? I might keep the sword for the rest of this volume.)

Leaving the sword on the ground, Sora didn’t need to worry about it being stolen since no being has an Object Control Authority higher than 20, besides Swordsmen who have it above 20 but below thirty.

Sora no longer returning there, so he bade farewell to Sadore before leaving. Sora carried the wooden sword he made and continued to train his Basic Sword Technique single mindedly.

As if nothing else existed in the world besides the sword, Sora moved his arms in accordance to the eight basic sword moves of the Basic Sword Technique.

28 days passed by, all which Sora spent a majority training in the sword and hanging out with Alice sometimes.

On his final day of stay for the month in the Underworld, Sora brought his Object Control Authority to 105. A very nice and high number, with barely allows him to carry the white sword with the help of the White Dragon’s Will.

Seeing as how he no longer needed the wooden sword and could now train with the white sword, Sora gifted the cedar wooden sword to Alice. He had already taught her a proper sword technique that suits her perfectly.

With that out of the way, Sora and clueless Kirito were pulled out of the Underworld.

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Like usual, Sora and Kirito were greeted by Seijiro before being sent off on their way.

As they were leaving, Sora caught a glimpse at Kirito’s outfit and instantly found that Kirito was going to be hurt badly today. However, he also caught sight that he’s going to make a nice recovery that heals him up almost 90%, so he didn’t think much of it as they separated ways.

If he can do it, then he won’t need to worry about anything anymore in this world. He already has nothing to worry about with all the strength he has thanks to the Immortal Dao Inscription Technique. Besides arriving at the Gate of View already and even already inscribed the regalia, Sora was now just building the pathway over to the Gate of Life.

His height had stopped doubling a while ago, now he had his size slow down once he reached 90 meters of height.

Sora just continued meditating, Mind cultivation, Eight Inner Hidden Gates, Basic Sword Techniques, and even sometimes trying to continue his Taichi Sutra and finally get it over with. He only had a couple of steps left to it, as long as he can finish that, he can properly start on his true Sutra that he was still making.

That unnamed martial art/cultivation technique that is so strong that it defies Heaven’s Will. Many times better than any martial art and every martial put together. It’s amalgamation of everything…

Leg Techniques…

Fist Techniques…

Finger Techniques…

Palm Techniques…

Footwork Techniques…

Movement Techniques…

Magic Spells…

Supporting Techniques…

Meditation Techniques…

Tempering Techniques…

It was all things that will allow him to complete his powerful martial art that’s in the making. As long as he can get his hands on a magic book and one more scripture of knowledge, Sora will be able to finally complete the martial art that had been incomplete for a long time.

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Once Sora opened the Gate of Life and his strength increased even more, Sora was kicked out of his Realm of the Violet Jade Immortal before joining in with a sleeping Yui. Sleeping on the same bed, Sora thought about all his children and wives.

Once Sora fell asleep, he drifted off to a dream where his family looked at him from afar, mouthing the words, “We’re waiting for you.”

Sora outstretched his hand out to his family before seeing them disappear into the darkness.

‘Damn dreams,’ thought Sora as he pulled back his hand, knowing full well that this is one of the side effects of being able to read other’s destinys and fortune. His own fortune telling comes through a method of a dream, though not really his but those surrounding him since he is no longer tied to stuff like destiny, fate, or karma.

This time around he was fortune telling his dead family whose souls were waiting for him to return to get them. Although it pained him more to not be able to see his dead master or his mothers yet.

It had been many years and yet he had never seen either three of them, it was always everyone else. Even for people he had only met once would have their fortunes told by him while he slept.

Sora only wanted to see the face of his master or those of his mothers once more. However it turned out that their connections weren’t as strong as he had believed it to be, unless there had to be some other reason.

His analytical mind and his various thought partitions all rapidly denied it as impossible. Either they weren’t thinking about him, or their future changes because of something he might do in the future.

“Either way, it would bring me peace of mind to at least see them once,” mumbled Sora as his dream quickly shifted and he appeared right before a giant computer the size of a house.

Right before the computer stood a woman so beautiful it was so hard to describe her. No adjective or beautifying words could possibly explain the beauty of the woman. Even Sora who had already found himself invulnerable to the beauty of various women found himself at a loss of words.

As if feeling someone’s stare, the woman turned around and glanced at Sora with shock. She smiled a bit before waving at Sora, speaking to him before waving goodbye.

Sora couldn’t hear the woman, but he memorized her mouth movements. With his expertise in lip reading, reading expressions, actions, and minute details, Sora knew exactly what the woman was saying.

Even when Sora had only looked at the woman, he had already memorized every single inch of the room.

Whilst disappearing from the dream, Sora caught the woman blowing a kiss at him.

‘Holy f.u.c.k that was hot,’ cursed Sora as he felt himself stiffen at such actions of a godly woman.

‘Just how is her beauty something possible?’

Sora opened his eyes and found the sun rays of the sun hitting his face. With annoyance, Sora stood up and sighed, still thinking about who the woman could possibly be.