
Batari Mahadevi was still stunned by his sword. He did not expect the sword to be able to crush a stone when Tagama's grandfather tested it.
“Your sword is very good, miss. Harder than diamond, and emits high strength. This work really reflects your soul. Hehehe, I was wondering what you were thinking when you made it! And what impressed me, how can you turn clay into this?” ask Tagama's grandfather.
“I also just found out that the sword became hard after grandfather dropped it on the rock. After finishing working on it, I just put it on the table, then I went out, saw the brothers and sisters practicing on the cliff there,” replied Batari Mahadewi.
“You used your inner energy to harden this sword?” ask the grandfather.
“True grandfather,” replied Batari Mahadewi.
“Yes, that means you can already create weapons out of metal. Your weapon is very good, but only you can use it. The sword will not break when you flow the energy within from yourself, for you made it so. However, if others were to use it, the sword would not necessarily be able to withstand a great amount of profound power. Even if it can, when the sword is used in combat, it is certain that the sword will not be able to withstand the impact of a metal sword,” said the grandfather.
“When I made it, I did not even think I would use the sword as a weapon,” Batari said. Of course, he thought of Nala, then made the sword just like that and he flowed the various energy elements in his body into the sword so that it became shiny black, it is much harder and smoother than diamond.
“But you can use this sword as a weapon, miss. Only you or others have the same energy as you. Well, every work, you better name it. What is the proper name for this sword of yours?” ask the grandfather.
Batari Mahadevi thought, then he drew the black sword again. “I know his name is grandfather, Black Diamond Sword. That is his name,” replied Batari Mahadewi.
“Good name. I'll prove my point. Wait a minute,” the grandfather took out another sword from inside the closet. The sword was a long and large metal sword.
“This sword although not heirloom, but very hard and made of good material. Cut this sword with your black heirloom sword!” pinta the grandfather.
“So this black diamond sword according to grandfather is heirloom?” ask Batari Mahadevi.
“Of course! what are you thinking?! That black sword of yours is storing a very powerful energy. Have you ever fought with a sword?” ask the grandfather.
“Not yet,” replied Batari Mahadewi.
“Connect first your own power with the power that has been in the sword. You can feel the change. If you have, slash this great sword,” said the grandfather.
“Good grandpa.” Batari Mahadevi tried to do what the grandfather said. When he tried to reconnect his energy to the sword, the energy stored in the sword was instantly activated and emitted a bright light and an unfathomable force.
Grandpa Tagama was really amazed. Just this time he encountered a sword with a very different kind of energy to the hundreds of heirloom swords he had encountered.
Batari Mahadevi swung his sword slowly towards the great iron sword. Instantly, the iron sword was cut in half with an extremely fine cut.
“Areally not what I said?! Ahahaha!! What a marvel!” said Tagama's grandfather.
Without a sword, Batari Mahadewi could break the sword into pieces with just his fingertips. But in this case, he was testing the sword. Later on, a little bit of that sword will be useful to him.
“Well, miss, tomorrow we will continue again. Miss will make a sword of iron. There are still good materials obtained by Udhata's teacher. I kept it in my room. You can use it, and melt some stealth mustika into the heirloom later,” said Tagama's grandfather.
“He gave it to me. Of course he wouldn't mind. Unfortunately, he is still at the top of the mountain. He must be very proud to see you create an extraordinary heirloom of clay,” said Tagama's grandfather.
“Alright grandfather, but after my first metal sword is finished, I will look for the raw material myself,” said Batari Mahadevi.
The night air in the college was so cold that it could freeze the water. It was true, only formidable warriors could last a long time there. Although Tagama's grandfather was arguably the weakest student of Udhata's teacher in terms of martial arts, but in any case when compared to other warriors in Siwarkatantra, he was still a great warrior.
The next day, Tagama's grandfather took Batari Mahadewi to the arsenal of the Sky Stick college. There are various types of weapons and heirloom weapons, ranging from needle-shaped weapons to eight-eye sword-shaped weapons. Almost all the weapons in the martial world are there.
“It's like a library of weapons, grandfather,” said Batari Mahadevi.
“Hahaha, you could say so. Each of these weapons has different functions, depending on the type of knowledge possessed by its users. Later you will create heirlooms for others, right? So the ability and devotion of that person should also be considered,” said Tagama's grandfather.
“Good grandfather, I understand,” said Batari Mahadewi.
“You learn first, I will prepare the material and bring it to the workshop,” said Tagama's grandfather.
Almost half a day Batari Mahadevi studied all the weapons there, some of which are heirlooms equipped with secret characters. ‘Guru Udhata is really a weapons expert,’ Batari Mahadewi's inner.
The divine heirloom incarnation girl walked into the workshop. There, Tagama's grandfather had been waiting for him along with some raw metal boulders that were rolling on the table. He didn't light a firebox.
“Miss, these materials cannot be softened by ordinary fire. Since yesterday I saw a trail of high fire power in the heirloom of a black diamond, then I brought these materials to miss. These are all the best materials. Naturally, the power of the lady can melt these ingredients,” said grandfather Tagama.
Batari Mahadevi studied all the materials on the table. Each piece of metal was shaped like a crystal, but it was dark and heavier.
The pieces of metal are very hard and indeed impossible if they are formed with ordinary hammers, unless the material is the same or harder than the metals.
“I will try it grandpa,” said Batari Mahadewi.
“I will help and wait for the lady here as long as any lady does. Don't be in a hurry,” said Tagama's grandfather.
The grandfather then gave an explanation about the comparison of good materials for different weapon characters, after which Batari Mahadevi chose and studied some materials that were in accordance with the weapons he would make.
That god-heirloom incarnate girl could not hide her power. In any case, to fuse and fuse those materials with the appropriate dosage requires considerable fire energy.
Batari Mahadevi turned both hands into fire hands that emitted a blackish-red flame. He made all the materials float in the air, then burned them with fire from his hands. The metals then softened and became a metallic liquid that twitched and floated in the air.
Batari Mahadewi's attention was entirely focused on the metal he was melting so that he did not pay attention to the arrival of Sada's grandfather and some of his students who were lured to come for capturing the extraordinary energy radiance of the weapon workshop, which was not enough to be used for, which is nothing but the energy of the god's heirloom incarnation girl.