My Cell Prison-Chapter 444 - Making a Staff

Chapter 444: Chapter 444 Making a Staff

“Great Elder!!”

Seeing that the Great Elder was willingly separating himself from the tumor body indicated that there was no chance of surviving beyond this point.

“Lance… All of you, leave. I, the Messenger, and the Prophet among the humans have things to discuss.

Whatever happens here is my own decision.”

“Yes…”

The Great Elder’s time is running short. The elders quickly withdrew, standing guard outside the Citrus Wart Tree.

“Cough, cough, cough, sir… My time is running out! I will not waste words on pleasantry. Like you, I also serve as a ‘Prophet’ in the tribe, albeit not as skillful as you.

I know exactly what you want.

I am afraid our tribe’s storage will not have the suitable core material you need… but I do.

However, I have a request.

If the Messenger can agree to my terms, I am willing to use my last breath of life to craft the ‘staff’ for you…”

Once ‘The Elder’s last plea’ was given, Han Dong immediately agreed without hesitation.

“Sir, please hand me your materials…”

“Thank you, Elder.”

‘Source of the Lighthouse’

‘Ghost-faced Demon Wood’

Both were simultaneously handed into the hands of the Great Elder.

“Such rare materials… even though I had glimpsed of them through dreams… I did not expect them to be this dazzling in reality.”

The Great Elder carefully placed the Demon Wood on his body cavity.

He muttered an ancient spell, but it was weak due to his frail condition.

However, Mr. Black White surprisingly joined in, helping the Great Elder to chant the spell and successfully cast the mysterious black magic…

After a spell that involved self-sacrifice was completed,

The Great Elder’s abdomen began to expand gradually.

Crack! Crack!

A multitude of crow’s claws stretched out from within, slowly pulling the Demon wood into the body.

Simultaneously, the scripture on the Great Elder’s right arm was fully activated.

Streams of black aura overflowed, surrounding and transforming his right arm into a spiritual form. This ethereal arm slowly reached into the lighthouse, perfectly removing the ‘wick’.

Due to the characteristics of the lighthouse’s material,

The glow-emitting wick, which constantly absorbed the Great Elder’s ‘Qi’, progressively turned into a dark wick.

Once the conversion of the wick was completed, the Great Elder swallowed it up.

“So… everything rests on you now. This tree has been with me for a hundred years, let it stand in my stead, witnessing the glory of the crow people.”

As soon as he finished speaking,

The last spark of vitality vanished from the Great Elder’s eyes.

As they have been existing in a state of living-dead for many years, the Great Elder, who should have died several months ago, accumulated a large amount of ‘Death Qi’ in his body during the years he had been prolonging his life.

At the time of his death, the Great Elder, using a special method, locked all these Death Qi within his body.

This created a seldom seen ‘Death Cavity’ to manufacture a unique type of Staff weapon.

Using the body of the Great Elder as a weapon manufacturing site,

His unique ‘Heart of the Crow’ as the core material,

While perfectly integrating the two Epic level fate materials provided by Han Dong,

Creating an one-of-a-kind staff weapon.

In the meantime, the pliable roots connecting the body of the Great Elder, maximized the transfer of ‘Fog Energy’, supplying the energy needed to fabricate the weapon.

The special weapon created by combining the Fate materials with the body of the crow people and the chaotic aura, could perhaps only be used by an outsider like Han Dong.

“The time is about right! Hurry up and take ownership… use your advanced crow magic to establish a connection with the staff inside.”

“Alright!”

Han Dong stepped forward,

Stretching out his ‘Hand of Undying Priest’, a black scripture spun in his palm, driving advanced life-type crow magic.

The flow of life drilled into the Great Elder’s corpse, connecting with the staff inside which was about to be finished.

“Hmm!? Hoarding!?”

For a moment, a large amount of life force unexpectedly got extracted, causing Han Dong to steady his body instinctively.

In a short time, Han Dong’s entire arm was drained entirely, turning it into a mummy-like arm… or you could say it was returning to its true form.

By channeling life force, they were imbuing fresh vitality into the staff, making it recognize its owner.

At the same time, activation of a certain creature at the end of the staff was completed. This was the final step in the manufacturing process of the staff.

Caw!

A crow’s cry that was reminiscent of the Death God echoed within the tree hole.

Even the three elders guarding the entrance were taken aback…

The body of the Great Elder had turned into a mere layer of skin as it had been completely drained of energy while manufacturing the staff.

It was gradually punctured by a shadow of a black beak.

Han Dong called out, the staff came flying into his hand.

Whoosh…

In an instant, the ‘Bone Feather Robe’, which was weaved with Giant Ghoul nails and Crow Feathers and being worn inside of the body, due to compatibility, was activated by the staff… it transformed into a black feather cloak, covering Han Dong’s body.

A black light flowed immediately in the magic circuit which Mr. Dumps had adjusted earlier.

“This feeling!!”

……

Inside the tree hole,

Rhythmic footsteps can be heard.

In the hand of Han Dong, there was a staff enshrouded by black Qi, the outline was too vague to see clearly but had faint traces of an ominous eye.

Slowly walking out from the tree hole.

Upon seeing the staff and sensing the aura it emanated, the three elders realized what had transpired inside and knelt down one after the other.

Elder Crow Lance couldn’t help but shed a tear with a tint of black.

“The Great Elder entrusted me with a task before he passed, that is to personally transfer this black Citrus Wart Tree to the mansion… so, I kindly ask the three elders not to lend me any assistance during this process. This must be done by me alone.”

“Understood! We will lead the way.”

Han Dong lightly waved the ‘Staff’ in his hand.

The soil at the base of the huge wart tree became loose, the pitch-black quicksand carrying the giant tree started moving towards the mansion.

With the assistance of the ‘Staff’, Han Dong was able to cast a large scale spell with minimal energy consumption.

Simultaneously, a patch of black sand carrying Han Dong lifted up to the top of the giant tree, gradually moving in the direction of the mansion.

Despite the relatively quick depletion of energy in his brain, Han Dong had a smile on his face.

Han Dong never expected that his desired weapon could be manufactured at this time… furthermore, the final product far exceeded his initial expectation.

The black vortex started spinning.

Mr. Black White appeared next to Han Dong.

“The process of crafting a staff is different from a regular weapon, especially when your materials are so unique… There are master staff-crafters in the Holy City, but they are not suitable for making a staff for you.

Remember, as powerful as a weapon can be, the true strength comes from within you.”

“I understand…”

“Additionally, the usage of this staff is not limited to the two specialties you are currently majoring and minoring in.

To fully utilize a weapon and tap into its 200% potential will help you climb up higher.”

“Thank you for your guidance, sir.”

“I have some matters of my own to attend to so I must leave now. Don’t linger outside of the city for too long.”

After saying these words, Mr. Black White transformed into a crow and flew off into the distance.