Defying the Fate of Beheading

Chapter 650 344: Divine Weapon Mass Production Plan, Who Says Fake Can't Beat Real_2

Nothing could be better than this.Unlike the Ten Thousand Transformations Sword Pill, the core material for the mass-produced sword pills is only the biological alloy produced by Limuru.

Although it incorporates a large number of rare minerals and is tempered by Limuru to produce equipment far superior to the royal family's standard weapons, it still falls short compared to top-notch magic weapons.

But this incarnation of the Desolate Bone Great Demon, rare even among ordinary demigods, contains many special metals found only in the Abyss.

It's safe to say that just from the gigantic skeleton it left behind, all the mass-produced sword pills tied to all the Graveyard Covenant slots could be enhanced, with a huge surplus left over.

"I didn't expect the 'Mass Production Armor Plan' could be launched so soon."

Louis's eyes lit up.

Now, in his spare time, Limuru consistently consumes various metal resources, fusing them with parts of its own body to generate a super-strong alloy with biological activity.

These alloys have even been transported to various secret workshops throughout the Empire, where they are beginning to uncover the material properties.

To say nothing else, the waste disposal device Louis once led, when mixed with part of the biological alloy, increased the processing speed nearly twofold, completely crushing the mainstream material processing devices on the market.

Estimates suggest that once this news spreads, there'll be an uproar over in the Supreme Forest.

However, Louis had a plan he always wanted to execute but couldn't due to material limitations.

That was the 'Mass Production Armor Plan'.

At its core, this plan is an extension between the Ten Thousand Transformations Sword Pill and its corresponding mass-produced sword pills.

A sword pill that can change myriad forms is a superior weapon and also an almost perfect armor.

However, like the Ten Thousand Transformations Sword Pill, mass-produced sword pills have an unavoidable issue, which is [limited volume].

If the Ten Thousand Transformations Sword Pill were large enough, just weaving a web out of chains generated by it could immobilize the Desolate Bone's incarnation.

And when it came time to deliver the fatal blow, one could pull out a 40-meter-long blade, showcasing the etiquette of an alien civilization—bang bang bang!

The inability of the mass-produced sword pills to generate armor also stems from this volume issue.

Strictly speaking, with Limuru's current production of biological metals, running at full firepower, it could just barely outfit sword pill armor quickly.

But the simple biological metal has its limits.

To fully bring out the effects of the biological metal, it needs to be fed "premium armor."

This is why everyone, from Alice to the Mountain-Shaking Spear King, chooses not to use mass-produced sword pills directly but incorporates their weapons and raw materials into their own unique mass-produced sword pill.

Theoretically, if someone could acquire a divine artifact and was willing to let Limuru break it down and reforge it, they too could upgrade a mass-produced sword pill to [Ten Thousand Transformations Sword Pill] tier, just like Louis.

Because the Ten Thousand Transformations Sword Pill actually evolved from mass-produced sword pills.

The same goes for mass-produced armors.

The problem is the metal resources consumed by divine weapons are conceptually different from those consumed by top-tier armor.

Consider ancient times across various nations; weapons for civilians were often unrestricted, but armors were strictly controlled, for this very reason.

Louis's previous plan was to take Limuru to unexplored wilderness realms, have it directly devour nearby land, and extract the necessary metals, forcefully "digging" out rare raw materials for mass-producing top-tier armor.

But now, with the gift of an old ally's corpse, it's a different story.

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In the dead of winter, with the ground covered in frost and thick snowflakes accumulating on the windows of Tino City, February quickly passed, and winter came quietly.

In a secret workshop in the Imperial Capital, blacksmiths and alchemists were forging armor in blazing furnaces, enhancing the armor's properties with alchemy.

As the furnace temperature gradually dropped, the pieced-together armor started to take shape, and nearby mages began inscribing special magical patterns on it.

It was clear they were forging some sort of magic armor.

When all was done and a member of the royal family inspected the performance, a satisfying smile spread across their face, causing everyone in the workshop to finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Without a doubt, it might be the most outrageous armor they had ever forged in their lives.

In fact, the leading workshop masters in the Imperial Capital have been on the verge of insanity lately.

First, the royal family brought a special metal material named biological alloy.

The excellence of that material was truly amazing.

Although they couldn't replicate it, they understood that this biological alloy, through a terrifyingly cost-effective ratio of common metals and non-metallic materials, produced a legendary material rivaling the fusion of numerous quality materials.

In essence, this material could be used directly to craft the lowest legendary gear.

However, the royal family seemed dissatisfied, issued several orders, urging workshops to go all out and refine a batch of various weapons beyond just swords based on this material.

Moreover, the royal family's requirements were bizarre.

They didn't demand specific forging techniques from the craftsmen, only requested that they, based on past experience and historical data, determine the material ratios for theoretically top-tier weapons or provide fragments of past divine weapons.

Wasn't this pure madness?

If it weren't for the royal family issuing the order, they'd think it was some foolish 13 throwing commands randomly.

—In fact, when news spread, many top craftsmen thought the royal family had gone mad, though they didn't dare voice it.

It wasn't until the royal family delivered a batch of weapons, perfectly replicated according to their designs and divine weapon fragments, that they were silent, utterly shocked.

For example, there was a divine weapon known as the [Thunder Sealing Spear]; its spearhead was forged from Thunder Prison Stone, which the entire continent had produced less than 20 kilograms of.

The spearhead alone consumed 1 kilogram of Thunder Prison Stone, but considering the wastage during forging, the Thunder Prison Stone within the spearhead might be less than 300 grams.

Those Thunder Prison Stones, fused with other waste after extreme forging, were wasted just like that.

To their knowledge, the royal family had at most 3 kilograms of Thunder Prison Stone.

Yet one day, the workshop master responsible for forging the Thunder Sealing Spear received a delivery from the royal family for analysis.

Inside that metal box were 10 spearheads identical to their prized treasure.

On that day, the workshop owner, who prided himself on his craft, shrieked like a groundhog.

Similar situations were occurring everywhere in the Empire's army workshops.

And that wasn't the end; after about half a month of divine weapon crafting time, the royal family issued a new command—

They demanded the workshops, using their theoretical knowledge and past blueprints, to pair Limuru's alloy with unknown demigod creature bones to attempt recreating historic top-tier armors from various nations and their substitutes.

They were truly on the brink of madness.

Having previously forged divine weapons, they suddenly realized the Empire might possess a method capable of directly rendering the entire blacksmith industry obsolete, yet hadn't disclosed it due to certain needs.

This caused massive panic in the blacksmith industry, though the royal family seemingly anticipated the problem, sending a group to explain early on.

This method was the work of demigods and wouldn't affect the basic and mid-level industries, and its high-end use was limited, not jeopardizing their livelihood.

The royal family also gave additional suggestions.

For instance, gathering the finest blacksmiths, alchemists, and senior mages.

Instead of focusing on forging techniques, they should attempt through accumulated experience and technical theories to elevate the theoretical limits of weapons and armor.

Hmm...

Maybe after a thousand years, when a fellow transmigrator arrives in this land, they'll find this world full of theoretical masters, crying out at the appearance of innate research bodies in a Western fantasy worldview.

But be that as it may, by today, preliminary completed models of various advanced armors have emerged, and with the cooperation of parties including Limuru, prototype armors and other complete equipment have been crafted.

As the news reached the Imperial Palace, it immediately captured the attention of the royal family.

Simultaneously, the workshop masters were stunned as they watched the formed advanced armors vanish.

If not for a group of Red Robe Knights informing them the equipment was taken by demigods, they'd have thought they were stolen.

At the same time, in the demi-plane of the Graveyard, Louis, Beatrice, and an idle Olivia arrived at a giant castle.