PFC Chapter 752 Dragon Sword
Chapter 752 Dragon Sword
Chapter 752 Dragon Sword
The valley at night, shrouded in starlight.
The dismantling of Kretacon is still ongoing.
Wotu must take advantage of the fact that the carcass of the Kretedrax has just died and before it begins to decompose to dismantle the valuable parts, use various methods to pre-treat and preserve them, and then slowly begin to look for a suitable buyer.
Fu Qinghai sat and watched for a while, then felt a little bored. Suddenly, a question popped into his mind:
By the way, where did those two reincarnators go?
Fu Qinghai was curious, so he quietly activated his Force skill, Blood Tracking, and sensed a direction. He got up, greeted Wotu, and left the dismantling site, heading out of the valley alone.
A suit of powered armor stood up from the desert, shook off the sand that had slid down its body, and opened its layers of armor plates.
Fu Qinghai turned sideways and stuffed himself into the power armor.
Then, the jetpack was activated and the plane ascended into the dark night sky.
……
Fu Qinghai was cruising high in the sky.
His gaze swept downwards, searching, and he saw several leather tents of various sizes pitched in a flat depression between two sand dunes. Beside the tents was a group of banssa, each with saddles and reins on their backs.
This must be a sand tribe.
Fu Qinghai recognized him at a glance.
What were those two reincarnators doing when they returned to the Sand People's tribe?
With this question in mind, Fu Qinghai zoomed in on the image through his eyepiece. He noticed that the fire pit in the middle of the camp was extinguished, and several Bansa seemed somewhat restless. Then, he saw a sandman suddenly push open the tent flap and rush outside, stumbling a few steps before collapsing onto the sand.
Blood splattered on the sand beneath him.
The tent flap was lifted again, and the tall reincarnator walked out holding a vibrating knife. Blood dripped from the blade amidst the blurry vibrations. The man then plunged the knife into the back of the sandman lying on the ground, delivering the final blow to confirm his death.
Fu Qinghai also saw a fleeting red light illuminate other tents. The energy beams were conspicuously visible in the dark night sky. Several more sand people rushed out of their tents, only to be struck and knocked down one by one by the energy beams fired from behind, collapsing onto the sand.
This appears to be a massacre.
Fu Qinghai slowly descended and activated optical cloaking, lying prone behind a sand dune to quietly observe what was happening at the sand people's camp in the depression below.
A group of dog-like Massif beasts rushed out, barking wildly as they charged towards the short reincarnator. They were then swept by a dense barrage of red beams and fell dead one by one.
The short reincarnator stepped over the corpses and stood in the center of the camp, holding a Z-6 rotating energy cannon in both hands, turning the muzzle and opening indiscriminate fire at the surrounding tents.
“BiuBiuBiuBiuBiu…”
The dense bursts of energy riddled the surrounding tents with holes. After the last few Sand People were driven out of the tents and killed, the tall Reincarnator went into a tent and dragged out several Sand People children by pushing, shoving, kicking and pulling.
The campfire in the camp was relit.
The two reincarnators drove the eight sand children to the center of the camp and ordered them to stand in a line. The shorter reincarnator stood at the back with his gun, while the taller reincarnator casually found a rock to sit on and looked up at the children in front of him.
Fu Qinghai was at least three or four hundred meters away from them. His enhanced hearing still allowed him to hear what the reincarnators were saying—but he couldn't understand it. The tall reincarnator opened his mouth and made "uh-huh" and "uh-ah" sounds like a donkey, gesturing with his hands in front of him as if he were describing a small spherical object.
After gesturing, the tall reincarnator glanced at the group of sand children. The children, their bodies wrapped in strips of cloth, looked at each other, none of them speaking. The tall reincarnator waited patiently, continuously tossing and catching the vibrating knife in his hand.
Seemingly having finally run out of patience, the Reincarnator grabbed the handle of the falling vibrating knife and pointed the tip at the first child standing on the right. The sand child kept his head down in silence, not daring to look at the blade, but also remaining silent.
"Oh!"
The reincarnator kicked out, sending the sand child flying four or five meters away. The child clutched his stomach, rolling around in the sand, his body curled up in painful spasms. The only sound in the quiet camp was the soft rustling of the child scraping against the ground; he seemed too much pain to make a sound.
Fu Qinghai frowned upon seeing this.
He stood up from behind the sand dune.
The remaining seven sand children were terrified and cried, sobbing with their heads down while secretly glancing at the sand child lying on the ground. The tall reincarnator smiled slightly and pointed the tip of his knife at the next child.
at this time.
The short reincarnator suddenly raised the cannon barrel:
"Someone!"
The tall reincarnator immediately turned around and looked back. In the pitch-black night outside the camp, a pair of scarlet goggles suddenly lit up, and a black and gold steel giant, nearly three meters tall and fully encased in armor, slowly emerged from the darkness.
"who are you?"
The tall reincarnator squinted and asked. He suddenly felt that the other person's armor looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where.
Without a word, the short reincarnator pulled the trigger, and the multi-barreled blast cannon began to spin. Dense beams of blast energy shot out like a storm, hitting the black-gold steel giant's armor and scattering countless sparks.
"Azure Shell durability reduced to 99.9%..."
Fu Qinghai glanced at the upper right corner of his field of vision.
Small- to medium-caliber blast weapons can at least penetrate terracotta armor, which is better than small- to medium-caliber laser weapons and automatic weapons. This is because terracotta is extremely heat-resistant, and ordinary laser rifles cannot even penetrate its armor.
However, it only manages to break through the defenses. Given the Z-6 rotating blast cannon's rate of fire of 166 rounds per second, it would likely take an hour of continuous firing to completely penetrate the composite armor. Furthermore, the Azure Shell Power Armor has achieved full nanotechnology, allowing for the readily available use of nanoparticles from other parts of the armor to fill and repair gaps. Even if Fu Qinghai stood still and fired at it for an entire day, he probably wouldn't be able to penetrate the armor's defenses.
Fu Qinghai raised his right hand, showing his palm.
“Jiu——”
A blinding golden-white laser beam flashed by.
The short reincarnator's hands were burned off, and the spinning energy cannon in his hand crashed into the sand with a loud bang. He raised his two empty, charred wrists and screamed in agony:
"Ahhhh!"
Fu Qinghai walked slowly toward the center of the camp.
The tall reincarnator quickly stood up, decisively threw away the vibrating knife in his hand, and raised his hands.
Fu Qinghai stopped in front of him.
"Your name is... never mind, I'm not interested in knowing either of your names. Show me your card-flipping hand."
Fu Qinghai waved his hand and gave the order.
"Oh, okay, okay."
The tall reincarnator quickly did as instructed.
[Rebel Alliance Faction]
A notification sounded deep within Fu Qinghai's mind:
This reincarnator used the card-flipping technique.
Fu Qinghai stood there in silence.
After a five-second silence, he raised his left hand and aimed it at the tall reincarnator's face. A beam of golden-white laser shot out from his palm, and the tall reincarnator's head disappeared completely, leaving only a charred, smoking severed neck.
Fu Qinghai raised his right hand and fired another laser beam. After the blinding beam went out, a charred hole appeared in the chest of the short reincarnator. The man stared wide-eyed, holding up his severed hand, and slowly fell to the ground, his body hitting the ground and kicking up a cloud of sand.
You killed a fellow reincarnator from the same faction.
The notification sound rang in my mind again:
[Deducting assimilation points... 686 points]
Fu Qinghai stood there and sighed.
Force cultivation is not a completely objective materialistic process. On the contrary, it's like cultivating internal energy in martial arts novels—it's heavily influenced by subjectivity and idealism. If, today, because they're on the same side and because of these 600 assimilation points, we let these two reincarnators go and ignore their actions, Fu Qinghai worries that once his lightsaber is forged, it will turn red as soon as it's activated.
Compared to his path of cultivating the Force.
A mere 600 assimilation points are nothing.
The seven children from the desert had not yet recovered from the sudden turn of events and stood there blankly looking up at Fu Qinghai.
Fu Qinghai ignored them, squatted down, picked up the vibrating knife belonging to the tall reincarnator, and started playing with it.
The vibration weapons in Star Wars are the ultrasonic weapons in Warhammer 40, and the high-frequency weapons in other science fiction worlds—different names but the same thing.
The Mandalorians favored this weapon.
Fu Qinghai casually put away the vibrating knife. Although it was useless to him, the Iron Broom Battle Team Leader's motto was to leave no stone unturned. Then he walked over to the short reincarnator's corpse and picked up the rotating energy cannon with one hand. This thing was somewhat useful.
Fu Qinghai looked up and glanced at the sand people's camp. The camp was now a mess, with tents lying in disarray and riddled with holes. Corpses lay scattered on the sand, some belonging to the sand people, and others to the carcasses of the Massif beasts they kept...
Fu Qinghai withdrew his gaze and shook his head.
He picked up his weapon and turned to walk out of the camp.
However, before he had taken two steps, Fu Qinghai stopped. He looked down at the sand tribe child standing at his feet. The child's head was also covered with a sand tribe mask, and he held a melon-like fruit that looked like a black sea urchin high in his hands.
Fu Qinghai's helmet transformed into iron-gray metallic particles that slid off along his neck armor, revealing his face. He picked up the split-open black melon; inside the hard shell was a sloshing liquid, still containing pulp and seeds. Fu Qinghai looked at the child at his feet:
"Do you want me to drink this?"
"Mmm."
The sandy children brayed like donkeys.
Fu Qinghai picked it up and took a sip. The taste was very strange, but the gene detection nerve did not indicate that it was poisonous.
Perhaps it's their way of expressing gratitude.
Fu Qinghai thought to himself, then returned the empty shell of the black melon to the sand children and continued walking forward.
"Hmm!"
The sand children cried out again.
Fu Qinghai turned his head and saw that the sand child had picked up another piece of rag. The night wind blew by, lifting a corner of the rag to reveal a clean, round object inside.
A dragon ball the size of a fist.
…………
Mos Espa, the junkyard in Vautu.
"I've been waiting for you for half a month."
Fu Qinghai tapped on the counter:
"Have you collected all the parts I wanted?"
"The parts you want are hard to get."
Wotu hovered to one side, flapping its wings with a bitter expression:
"Many of the items inside are contraband."
Fu Qinghai patted the countertop again:
"This is Tatooine, where there's no shortage of contraband. Besides, if it weren't contraband, would I need you to get these things? Couldn't I just buy them myself?"
"You come with me."
Wotu was rendered speechless by his retort and obediently led Fu Qinghai to the backyard of the junk shop. The two passed through the archway and arrived at an open yard filled with various large miscellaneous items. Wotu cautiously looked around and, after confirming that no one was around, removed a piece of the metal cover from an old flying shuttle race car engine.
The engine's interior was actually a sealed box.
"I managed to get some of them, and I didn't get others, but I found similar or alternative ones for you."
Wotu carried the box out and handed it to Fu Qinghai.
"Give me a workbench."
Fu Qinghai nodded, took the box, and said.
……
Fu Qinghai stood in front of the workbench of the scrap metal shop.
He had now returned to his full 2.7-meter form and was wearing the Blue Shell Power Armor.
He emptied all the parts from the box, and all sorts of mechanical components covered the entire work surface.
Fu Qinghai understands the internal structure of a lightsaber because he once possessed one—Lauster's red lightsaber. Although Fu Qinghai had never used Lauster's lightsaber, he and his research team had disassembled and studied it countless times, knowing exactly what each component did. That's why he was confident in forging his own lightsaber.
Why doesn't Fu Qinghai use Lauster's lightsaber?
Firstly, the lightsaber was of mortal size, making it inconvenient for Fu Qinghai in his Space Marine form to use.
Secondly, with a few exceptions, the vast majority of Jedi or Sith warriors do not use someone else's lightsaber. Jedi apprentices are taught from a young age how to choose a kyber crystal that resonates with them and assemble their own lightsaber. Sith warriors, on the other hand, learn how to use the power of the dark side to "tame" the kyber crystal, forcing it to "bleed" and submit to their will.
What they have in common is that both require assembling and manufacturing the lightsaber themselves, which is a basic requirement.
Fu Qinghai lowered his head to organize the components on the control panel, while the power backpack on his back began to transform. After a series of stacking, construction, and transformations, eight mechanical arms with different functions unfolded behind him like octopus tentacles.
The mechanical backpack was directly connected to his spinal nerves. Fu Qinghai adapted to the eight extra limbs in just one second. These mechanical appendages quickly moved around to his front and began to help organize the messy components laid out on the table.
It was definitely the right decision to contact Wotu for this matter.
The owner of this scrap shop has been in this business for many years and has a deep understanding of the sources of various spare parts. Many of the parts that Fu Qinghai wanted were very sensitive and also came with specific size requirements. They were simply not available on the market. However, Wotu was able to obtain the components he wanted by purchasing legal second-hand parts and then disassembling them to remove the illegal parts.
For example, the energy transmission circuit required for lightsabers must be small enough to withstand huge amounts of energy and must be a superconductor. It is difficult to buy directly, but Wotu managed to salvage such an energy transmission circuit from a hyperspace drive.
However, it's impossible to buy something like an energy focusing lens that perfectly matches the size requirements. Wotu obtained the crystal used to make lenses, and Fu Qinghai polished and processed it himself into the energy focusing lens he wanted.
Of course, most of the components laid out on the table at this time were obtained through illegal smuggling channels.
Tatooine has always been a haven for smugglers.
"Sizzle... sizzle sizzle pop!"
Sparks from welding and cutting flashed and lit up.
Fu Qinghai stared intently at the workbench, three red auxiliary microscope slides were clipped to his right eye, and he worked with both hands and eight robotic arms to process and modify these components to meet his requirements.
Lightsabers are not mass-produced products.
Each person's lightsaber is unique.
Fu Qinghai had already designed his first lightsaber in his mind, so once he got the parts, he could start processing, modifying and assembling it directly.
First, let's look at the size of the lightsaber.
Within the lightsaber category, there's a special type called "Greatsword" or "Giant Lightsaber," specifically designed for Jedi Knights of other races whose size far exceeds that of ordinary races. Its official name is "Lightsword." Fu Qinghai naturally needs a Lightsword to match his size in his Space Marine form.
Normally, a standard-sized lightsaber only requires a Kiber crystal the size of a little fingernail to power it. The Dragon Ball that Fu Qinghai obtained was as big as a ping-pong ball, which was just the right size for a lightsaber. Fu Qinghai didn't plan to further process, forge, or refine the Dragon Ball.
Another regrettable thing is that the Dragon Ball given to him by the Sandman child did not contain a Kyber Crystal; it was just an ordinary Dragon Ball. With only one Kyber Crystal Dragon Ball, Fu Qinghai naturally could not forge Darth Maul's "double-headed lightsaber"—officially called a "sword staff."
The lightsaber dimensions have been determined.
Secondly, there's the design of the sword hilt.
Count Dooku uses a curved-handle lightsaber because he is a master of the second of the Jedi Seven, and the curved-handle lightsaber is particularly suitable for unleashing the power of the Macashi style.
Kylo Ren uses a cross-handled lightsaber, supposedly because his Kyber crystal is flawed and cannot fully focus energy in a straight line, so two ports are needed as additional pressure relief valves to release excess energy from the lightsaber.
Jedi Practitioner Ezra Bridger once created a bizarre weapon that combined a lightsaber and a blaster pistol, allowing him to launch a surprise attack during a duel. However, this design severely hampered the execution of lightsaber techniques.
Although Fu Qinghai's Dragon Ball was formed by the aggregation and condensation of fragments of different colored Kelp crystal particles, he carefully sensed it with his Force perception and found that the Dragon Ball was a complete whole without any flaws or cracks. Therefore, he did not design a lightsaber handguard.
In addition, Fu Qinghai has mastered all five of the seven sword types and does not favor any particular type. Therefore, after careful consideration, he decided to use the most traditional straight-handled lightsaber, as the straight-handled design is more suitable for holding the lightsaber with both hands.
When he is in Space Marine form, he can hold the light stick with one hand, but when he is in ordinary human form, he needs to hold the light stick with both hands, so the curved handle design is not very suitable.
Once the size and shape are determined.
The rest are some special accessories.
For example, the hook at the end of the hilt allows Jedi to easily hang their lightsabers on their belts. Fu Qinghai designed it as a magnetic clasp, compatible with the power armor's belt.
For example, some Sith Lords, like Darth Sidious, would install the switch inside the lightsaber. This way, ordinary people couldn't use the lightsaber; only those sensitive to the Force could activate it. Fu Qinghai also adopted this switch design.
For example, the blade adjustment knob can extend and retract within a certain range by adjusting the energy output, changing the length of the lightsaber blade. This is a very complex design, and many lightsabers with simpler structures do not have this function. But Fu Qinghai is a master forgerifier, so this design was not difficult for him.
Some Jedi Knights design their lightsaber switches to require continuous pressing, automatically turning them off once the lightsaber is released. Fu Qinghai's choice is the opposite; his lightsaber switch has a lock-on mode, ensuring it won't turn off once locked. This allows him to combine it with his Force Throw ability to throw the lightsaber, achieving a complex maneuver similar to Force Sword Maneuvering.
As for materials, Fu Qinghai currently uses ordinary metal materials provided by Wotu for the components, and more advanced materials can be upgraded and iterated in the future.
The material used for the hilt of a lightsaber is also important.
The Wookiee, Gangi, used the wood of the Brirac tree from their home planet Kashyyk to forge the hilts of their lightsabers; this wood is said to be as hard as steel. The comic book *Dark Disciple* reveals that some hilts were carved from gemstones. Darth Sidious's two lightsabers were forged from Frick alloy, a hard material that can withstand some of the lightsaber's cutting power.
Fu Qinghai can only adapt to local conditions now.
His lightsaber forging is nearing completion.
At this moment, he was carefully carving grooves on the sword hilt using electroplating etching technology to increase the grip's anti-slip function. As he worked, delicate black patterns appeared on the silver-gray sword hilt shell, these grooves resembling overlapping dragon scales, giving the lightsaber a strange beauty.
"Done!"
Fu Qinghai put down the etching gun and said excitedly.
Looking at the lightsaber lying quietly on the workbench.
Fu Qinghai was suddenly filled with emotion.
He picked up the massive lightsaber from the table, calmed his mind, and gently pressed the button inside the hilt using the Force.
"Buzzing sound—"
Unlike the buzzing sound of an ordinary lightsaber, a violent and sharp tremor sound rang out, accompanied by a clear and long echo, while a bright blue, hot plasma beam shot out from the hilt.
Fu Qinghai held the lightsaber up in front of him and examined it carefully.
The lightsaber blade was very thick and accompanied by unstable tremors and dispersion, unable to completely solidify into a thin cylinder, somewhat like Kylo Ren's lightsaber. The magnetic confinement field seemed unable to completely restrain this surging energy.
At the same time, the color of the blade was also very special. It was a bright cyan color formed by the fusion of blue and green light. Fu Qinghai squinted and carefully observed the dazzling beam of light. He found that a streak of crimson color would occasionally flash from bottom to top inside the blade.
In addition to the dragon's roar when the lightsaber is activated, the blade of this lightsaber also makes a low "whooshing" sound when it is swung.
Fu Qinghai immediately had some guesses in his mind.
The most unique feature of this lightsaber is undoubtedly the Kyber crystal dragon ball. The dragon ball is formed from Kyber crystal particles found in the desert. Green and blue crystals are the two most common types of Kyber crystal, and also the two most common colors for lightsaber blades. The vibrant cyan color of Fu Qinghai's lightsaber is likely a fusion of these two colors.
As for the streak of crimson that flashes regularly in the middle, it is likely produced by crystals of other colors.
At the same time, the energy contained in this Dragon Ball was too powerful and too violent. The energy output was too high, so much so that the magnetic confinement field could not completely bind the shape of the blade, causing the plasma to burst out and disperse like flames.
"I named you..."
Fu Qinghai stared at the sword blade and murmured to himself:
"Dragon Sword!"
This was his first lightsaber.
Dragon Sword, the Sword of Dragon's Roar, the Sword of Crimson and Azure.
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(End of this chapter)