Abe the Wizard

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“So, I tried to turn it into a hammer, and that took me about roughly several years.
What you’re looking at now is a 700-pound hammer.
Well, I guess you can tell, but no one could really use it.
I just let it sit in my office this entire time.”

“If you can use it, heck, I don’t mind giving it away for free.”

Master Morry had done pretty much all that he could.
If Abel could not use this hammer here, it’s not like the Blacksmith Union owed anything to him.
The reputation of the guild would be saved.

Abel’s eyes largened as he looked at the giant hammer that was handed over to him.
Since the Horadric Malus couldn’t be shown in public, he didn’t mind having a replacement piece like this one.
Now that his strength points were at 50, he knew how easy it would be for him to lift 700 pounds.

“I’ll give it a go, Master Morry,” Abel said as he took the hammer over.
When he lifted it up in one of his hands, a streak of shadow appeared as he swung it across the air.“Oh, yeah!” the other masters screamed.
Since they all trained their muscles since they were young, they knew how hard it was for Abel to move this much weight.

Abel then announced with ease, “Alright, everyone! What I’m about to demonstrate is how you can hammer a rough base.”

Of course, everybody knew what hammering a rough base was like.
They also knew how famous Master Abel’s 130-skill base was, so they were really starting to focus on looking at what he was doing.
Actually, considering how everyone else was only sharing a portion of their craftsmanship, Abel was being really generous with what he was showing.

Master Robin and Master Thorin were actually pretty worried about Abel.
If he showed such an important technique to the others, he might just lose a lot of value as a master blacksmith.
They couldn’t change his mind, though, so the most they could do was to hope that he knew what he was doing.

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After putting one fine hematite ore into the inferno flame with his left hand, Abel quickly used a thong to pick it up and place it on top of an anvil.
Even that part was very surprising for the others.
Since it was very hard to manage the heat of an inferno flame, most humans and elves would often make the mistake of over-melting the metals in their first go.

For the dwarven masters, they were certain that it was Abel’s first time to handle an inferno flame.
The dwarves possessed of all of the few inferno flames that were on the continent, and Abel was never reported to have visited any of them before.

When Abel slammed the hammer on the anvil, the sound that produced felt like the whole operation table was about to be smashed in half.

“He got it in one!” a master blacksmith screamed.
No one could believe it.
Abel just made a successful hit with his 700-pound hammer.
And it wasn’t the weight that was unbelievable.
It was the fact that he got a successful hit in his first go.

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