Progenitor Vampire: I Have Many Skills!

Chapter 173: Saint Weapon

"Isla, I have to go to West Commercial City. Apparently, he already have my weapon ready, are you coming with me?" Matt asked.

The message was from that blacksmith he had hired some time ago to make a weapon for him. That weapon was already ready, and he could pick it up whenever he wanted, so it was best to go before going to the frontier.

Isla was surprised but nodded gently and decided not to go.

"I need to get stronger, so I will train hard these days to be ready for when we have to go to the border." She replied, and Matt nodded at her.

"Don't overexert yourself too much; remember that to reach the greatest heights, timely rest is necessary. Otherwise, the blood won't fuse properly with your body."

Both knew that.

Although they achieved a breakthrough in only 10 to 15 days, they cannot repeat it too often because it would be counterproductive.

The body needs some time to fuse with the consumed blood and its new strength properly. If Matt managed to gain 2,500 vampiric power in 10 days, it doesn't mean he could gain 90,000 power a year.

That is unrealistic, and there is no way it is possible. If he continues to train in such a way, his body has a good chance of not being able to handle the increase. His muscles and bones would break, and all the veins and nerves in his body would burst, leading to sudden death.

That is known as 'The Vampire's Curse', and it is nothing more than an overload of the physical body that comes from blood. Too much blood is poorly processed by Vampirism, and the mechanisms of a Vampire's Body can cause such a situation.

That is why they should take their due breaks after training behind closed doors.

They can train in a different way that does not require too much effort, or they can distract the mind. It was proven that mental distraction after excessive training makes the body merge better with the blood consumed.

In addition, there are other factors that prevent a person from achieving 90,000 power in one year. That is the main one.

Other issues include training becoming more complicated from time to time, and the money factor.

They spent a lot of money on training during these 15 days. Although the rooms were given to them for free, the rest were expenses and more expenses. The authentic blood they used was enough to partially empty their coffers.

There were simply too many factors to consider. Becoming a powerful person requires too much effort.

Not for nothing is the motto of the Vampire World: Every path requires effort and patience.

Therefore, Isla must be patient if she wants to be strong, and she knows it.

After both said goodbyes, Isla returned to the Academy, and Matt grabbed a different vehicle that would take him to the western region of the world.

Since his weapon was ready, he needed to get it immediately.

Days passed until he finally arrived.

"Mr. Paul, long time no see."

"Hahaha, boy, it's been several months since then. Come on, let's grab a bite to eat, my treat." ?$????-?+?#??????-??!†??-

Paul Cox looked unkempt right now. His beard had grown a bunch, and his hair was so long it was surprising.

Matt was surprised to see him like this, but he wasn't worried.

They immediately went inside and ate until they were satisfied.

"Mr. Paul, you look more cheerful than before. Have you accomplished anything good?" Matt asked, and Paul Cox smiled.

"Hehe, boy. Come over here so you can see your weapon." Paul said, getting up and directing him to another room.

He stopped in front of a room that seemed to give off power, which made Matt frown.

This room gave off a strange, slightly bloody, and captivating power. It was as if a living entity was there, giving off power.

"Boy, the weapon I made this time surpassed anything I ever accomplished. I'll tell you it's my masterpiece, and I'm sure I won't be able to create another one like it anytime soon. It's unfortunate for the ladies who are waiting for their weapons. Still, I'm proud of this weapon."

"I won't tell you how you should use it because that's up to you. If you want the weapon to become the weapon of a cold-blooded killer or a hero of justice, that's up to you, and it's not my problem. The only thing I want you to do with it is that it always bears my name as its creator.

I did not put my Blacksmith mark on it because I consider that it will damage its beautiful figure, so as long as his bearer recognizes and promotes me as the creator of this weapon, I will be satisfied."

Paul Cox did not stop after saying all this. He didn't even wait for Matt's response.

Instead, he opened the door before him, and a red glow escaped from the room, accompanied by a cool and enigmatic, slightly warm and strange breeze.

Paul then walked into the room, pulling Matt along in the process.

In the middle of the room, a weapon was laid out on a small block of elegant wood.

Its eclipsing and exciting appearance gave a sense of beauty.

It looked like a sword but was smaller than one. It was only slightly larger than a slightly long dagger.

The weapon was a bit curved at the tip and one part of the body, but it looked so sharp and deadly that the red of its edge gave the feeling that it could break bones with astonishing ease.

The predominant color was red, but it wasn't red that was disturbing to the eye; it was a soft, carefully crafted, and molded red.

Its hilt appeared made from the dragon's scales, giving a sense of intense roughness. It was a slight contrast to the elegance and careful design of the rest of the weapon, but it made it look fascinating.

On one side was arranged an exciting and unique scabbard, red in color, with gold decorations.

This weapon continuously gave off power, which seemed to transform into the illusion of a vast bloody red dragon behind it, giving a great roar to the sky.

"Saint Weapon!" Matt said in shock after seeing it.