It seemed like there are some discrepancies in what is written in tome and what is happening, and I wish I could say it is a new thing. Though it is rare, it happens in the form of someone's sick joke, but tome did not seem like a sick joke.

  From what I could understand, the art had multiple aspects, and the formation of different aspects and information is of difference, and the reason the energy repelled because people were not following the right method and method in the tome are wrong.

  I could be wrong, but there is nothing I could do.

  The only I want to do now is start refining my body and soul; what I had did not was create the forge, all the resources I had used were to create a forge. I will need further resources to start practicing the art itself, and thankfully, I have instructions.

  The memory packet I had received earlier had instructions on refining the process, and I hope the instructions within it are true.

  Hun!

  I was about to start the practice when a sudden change had occurred in my core or above my core. The satellite, which had been absorbing forge energy till now, had reacted and now, releasing the dust, all of which is falling on every part of my core.

  I opened my hand, and a few specks fell on my palm; the specs are tri-colored as forge energy, but they are a lighter shade, and while they are giving out feeling as forge energy, it is quite mellowed.

  Th satellite seemed to have processed the forge energy it had absorbed, and now it is releasing it in a crystallized form.

  The thing is, I don't know what this mellowed forge energy dust will do, but seeing the satellite hadn't done anything back yet. I decided to let it fall on core and made the arrangements to collect some, so I could research it later.

  With that done, I had turned to mountain forge.

  This may be an art, but it worked like a tech; now that the forge is completed, I will have to throw the resources into the furnace and let it do its job. There is a note that I could not fall unconscious during the process; the process will stop the moment I do it.

  I looked at the huge smithy carefully one more time, and before throwing up a huge load of resources into the furnace, from herbs to metallic ores, I threw it.

  Just as I did, the small fire of the furnace exploded and covered it whole, and runes that were invisible became invisible, and they began to appear everywhere; it is like the resources have charged up the whole machinery.

  The hundreds of huge and tiny beings opened their glowing eyes and moved toward the weapon rack and took the weapons which were shining in runic light, and walked toward the giant translucent figure of mine, which is sleeping on shining anvil.

  The hundreds of figures have approached my grey translucent body and took their position around and on my body, and swung their hammers at me.

  TING Ting ting…


  Their shining hammers fell on my body one after another in mysterious rhythm, and as the hammers hit me, a deep purple energy wave would be released from these hammers, which would spread around my body.

  "Ahhhhh!"

  I felt hammer striking me and felt quite comfortable, and a smile began to bloom on my face thinking, thinking this time, there won't be any pain, but I was wrong. That very moment, I felt pain, and it came from every part of my body and was especially intense at the part where happens are striking me.

  The pain is inhuman, and I screamed, and the worse this is about this pain is that it is a single type. There is a hammer-like pain, and it is also needle-like, and the pain between them; the pain from every hammer seemed to have a different flavor.

  The pain was so great that I had reached my breaking point in less than five seconds and just wanted to let go.

  I resisted the feeling of letting go, but it is too powerful, and I feel my mind getting muddled by it, and I am slowly seeping into oblivion.

  I tried different ways to stay afloat, but nothing seemed to work; my usual supreme combat exercise is restricted art, and I would not use it while I was practicing. Seeing, nearly everything is failing, and I am just a step away from reaching oblivion, I begin to focus on the very thing that is causing me this inhuman pain.

  The rhythm of the hammer is mysterious, and as I concentrate on it, I begin the seduction of the oblivion is lessening.

  Seeing that, I focused my everything on the rhythm of the hammer, forgetting everything else, and within a second, the feeling of enveloping the oblivion nearly disappeared. Though I am still feeling the inhuman pain across my body and soul, I am managing it through my willpower and guidance of this rhythm.

  Time passed by, and I got enough control over this inhuman pain that I started to look at what the hammers were doing.

  Everything inside my body is murky grey, but as I looked with concentration, I was able to see some things, and these things have shocked me.

  I saw each hammer is releasing a purple wave with its strike; this purple wave would seep inside my body and strike my flesh, bone, and veins of mine. That is not the most amazing thing; the most amazing thing is resonance waves.

  It is sort of like a formation when each wave strikes a certain part of my body; a combination of it creates a resonance that affects my whole body and soul, and it happens every second.

  I wish this phantom of mine had not been this murky; that way, I would have been able to see a lot more than I can see now, but there is hope. I could see the strikes of hammers are affecting the murkiness.

  The effect of them at this level is tiny, barely noticeable, but it won't be long before hammers can clear away the murkiness, and my phantom becomes clear.