Chapter 354: Flying Sword
The metal block turned into a larger ball of fiery red molten metal. Then Vic followed the same procedure and melted all nine pieces of metal together.
The total volume of the nine pieces of metal was already quite large. The people on the warship were stunned by the scenes: the red metal mass, the half-melted state, the high temperature that distorted the air, and the white steam floating up.
All this happened slowly within Vic's ordinary hands, but it was a miraculous spectacle that transformed decay into magic. The other marines on duty who gathered around did not dare to breathe, for fear of disturbing Vic.
Even Garp stopped putting senbei into his mouth and stared at Vic's movements. He could tell at a glance that Vic used the ability of the Thunder Fruit, and it was not because he was knowledgeable, but this was the most reasonable explanation.
Ordinary people can't do this. It's useless to be domineering. This is the magic of people with special abilities. Sometimes Garp envies those with magical abilities, but after eating the devil fruit, there will be weaknesses, which he doesn't want.
Vic used the heating power of lightning to melt different metals together, and evenly distributed all types of metal to all parts of the metal ball according to the proportions required for sword making.
He also uses the power of lightning to influence the internal electrons of metal atoms, allowing the arrangement of electrons within the entire piece of metal to follow his own wishes, allowing the properties of these ordinary metals combined together to be brought to the extreme!
Although the quality is not up to the level of a sharp knife, it is not much different. This is the biggest change Vic has made to the metal material based on his professional knowledge from his previous life.
"Someone help me get a large wooden board." Vic said with his eyes closed. His voice was very soft, but the deck was extremely quiet now. Everyone was watching Vic's performance, so they could hear it clearly.
After hearing what Vic said, some marines hurried to the warehouse in the warship's cabin to get wooden boards. These are common materials for repairing warships and are always available on warships.
Especially for a large warship like the Dog-Headed Warship, the wooden boards used for repairs were large and thick. The marine took some effort to get a two-meter square thick wooden board from the warehouse. Then Barnett and Fredek stepped forward to take it and stood it upright in front of where Vic was sitting cross-legged.
After the wooden board was in place, Vic started moving again. After his right hand separated from the metal ball, he swung his palm knife towards the surface of the big ball. A small piece of the big metal ball immediately slid off and was caught by Vic's right hand.
Then Vic grabbed the small piece of metal with his right hand and swung it outward. The metal block, like the baton in his previous life, changed directly from a block to a long strip. After another two seconds of adjustment and shaping, the metal strip had turned into a black long sword, but without a guard.
Now everyone who came to watch the fun knew that Vic was forging swords, but they had never heard of this method before, it was too magical!
Except for Rebecca, no one else knew that Vic was forging a special flying sword, because the guards of the swords were added later, and they didn't notice anything unusual.
Only Cap noticed that the end of the flying sword held in Vic's right hand was also in the shape of a sword tip, which means that both ends of the sword can be used as sword tips. Only the width of the two ends of the long sword is slightly different, and the end held in Vic's hand is narrower.
This is an impossible situation when forging a sword. In order to prevent the sword from slipping out of the hand, a larger blocker is usually made at the end of the hilt. This made Cap unclear about what kind of sword Vic was forging, but he still watched Vic's operation quietly, because Vic's own two knives were made according to his own ideas, and he already knew that Vic's ideas were a bit fanciful.
After Vic adjusted the sword, he swung it out in his hand, and the sword was nailed directly into the thick wooden board. The wooden board was burned by the high temperature of the flying sword and had begun to carbonize and smoke.
Next, Vic began to repeat the operation until all the metal balls were used up. There were already more than thirty black sword blanks on the wooden board, and the wooden board was also burned black by these hot sword blanks.
Flames rose in several places, and in everyone's opinion, the black strip was a sword blank, a sword blank without a guard or hilt. But they were all very confused as to why Vic made so many of them. Was he going to distribute them to the people on the warship?
But in Vic's opinion, these pitch-black swords are only one step away from transforming into real flying swords. Gradually becoming thinner and narrower from head to tail is what a flying sword should look like. Those with guards and hilts are just fancy and completely lose the lethality and practicality of a flying sword.
Vic stood up, looked at the sword embryo on the wooden board, stretched out his finger and pointed. Lightning suddenly shot out from his fingertips and wrapped around the sword embryo on the wooden board.
A circle of black metal debris was stirred up on the surface of the black sword blank, and all the flying swords slipped out of the wooden board due to the carbonization of the wooden board and the falling of debris, and fell onto the deck.
At this time, the flying sword was as smooth as a mirror, shining with a bright white metallic luster under the low sun, and could already reflect the faces of Barnett and Fredek who were standing beside it and holding the wooden board.
Vic's method is faster than direct polishing and does not damage the sword body, retaining the strength of Vic's previous design to the greatest extent.
"Don't touch them yet. Wait until they cool down."
Vic looked at Rebecca and wanted to touch her eagerly, reminding her that although the sword had cooled down a bit, it was still not something Rebecca could touch with her bare hands.
"Vic! Why don't you put it directly in the water to cool it down? Wouldn't that be faster?" Rebecca was a little impatient, so she directly suggested to Vic that he put it in the water to cool it down quickly. This is indeed a routine operation in swordmaking.
"Other people do have swords forged by directly injecting various liquids into them to quench and increase their strength, but that's other people's business. I can't do that with the sword forged with the power of the Thunder Fruit. Not only will it not increase its strength, it will also destroy the structure I designed. It's not worth the effort. Wait, the thing is there and it can't escape."
Vic sighed in his heart and said, Rebecca is really an impatient girl. She can only remain rational and calm when fighting. This character is neither good nor bad.
"Hahahaha! Vic! You call these swords? I'm dying of laughter, hahahaha!"
Garp's voice came from the side. He had already walked closer and was eating senbei while laughing so hard that tears came out of his eyes.
The sword on the ground is already a finished product. Although Garp doesn't use the sword, he can still see it. But how can such a sword be used? Will it hurt yourself before hurting others? Who wants a sword that can't even be held in the hand? You made such a big fuss, and you still want me to eat rice crackers next to it? Now accept my ruthless ridicule!