The alchemical king’s soul flame danced lightly above his palm. Brian Carter tossed steel knives one after another into the fire, and in the blink of an eye, these blades—capable of decapitating a human—melted into pools of liquid metal.

Images of magic circles appeared in Brian Carter’s mind, startling him with their suddenness.

In the magical world, crafting a magical weapon never involved images of magic circles; the outcome depended entirely on luck.

If luck was on your side, you’d get a top-tier weapon; if not, you’d end up with junk. Never before had magic circle diagrams appeared during the process.

Brian Carter quickly calmed down. Although it was his first time seeing these magic circle diagrams, none of them felt unfamiliar. Each diagram came with detailed explanations below, indicating their specific purposes.

Just how many magic circle diagrams were there? With a thought, Brian Carter conjured up a thick book about a foot long in his mind, its pages flipping rapidly. Every page was filled with various magic circles, some only half-complete, and some pages were completely blank.

How could this be? Was it because the alchemical king’s soul flame was not yet in its complete form? Brian Carter frowned, beginning to consider what kind of weapon he wanted to make, and what its ideal appearance and functions should be.

Soon, several of the previously seen magic circles reappeared in his mind.

Impressed by such a quick response, Brian Carter couldn’t help but marvel—this was even more efficient than searching on a computer.

According to Brian Carter’s idea, the material of this gun was inherently lacking and couldn’t withstand overly powerful magic, so it was best to divide it into three energy levels.

The first stage would be for normal use, where casting magic wouldn’t put any strain on the magic gun.

The second stage would be for overclocked use, similar to a computer CPU running beyond its limits. The magic gun could operate at overload for a short time, but this would significantly shorten its lifespan.

The third stage would be the self-destruct mode. If he ever encountered an enemy he couldn’t handle, he could push the gun past its limits in an instant, turning it into a grenade and throwing it at the enemy to explode. Relying on the immense power of the dragon crystal, he could go down together with his foe—he refused to believe the explosion wouldn’t kill them.

The alchemical king’s soul flame flickered gently as the liquefied steel knives slowly reformed into a new shape.

A barrel as thick as a bowl, paired with a stock resembling that of an assault rifle, about a meter long. One by one, magic circles were engraved inside the barrel under the flame’s power. From the outside, it would be hard for an ordinary person to tell this was a magical weapon.

As the final magic circle was engraved, Brian Carter withdrew the alchemical king’s soul flame. The long gun felt even lighter in his hands than he’d expected, with only a faint current tingling his palm, making his hand slightly numb.

“Much better than I imagined. There’s a bit of a shock, but at least I can still hold it.”

As Brian Carter spoke, he pressed the gun, and the joint between the stock and barrel popped open. He placed the frost dragon’s crystal into the prepared slot, and a faint chill flowed into his palm, suppressing the weak electric resistance.

Ignoring the sweat on his forehead from the exhausting forging process, and the slight dizziness, Brian Carter couldn’t wait to aim the magic gun at a head-sized rock not far away and gently pulled the trigger.

A spark flashed from the magic gun, and a visible stream of cold air shot out at high speed, instantly freezing a thin layer of ice over the rock’s surface.

“Awesome!” Brian Carter looked at his newly crafted magic gun with satisfaction.

His admiring gaze gradually turned to confusion. Why did the design of this magic gun look so familiar? In the magical world, there shouldn’t be a weapon like this, right?

“Serajon~” Brian Carter slapped his forehead again and said, “No wonder it looked so familiar! I subconsciously modeled it after the transforming horse weapon from the old cartoon, ‘Sheriff Bravestarr’!”

With a new magic gun—a new life-saving weapon—Brian Carter’s mood improved greatly. He casually froze another half-man-tall rock into an ice block, patted the magic gun, and said, “Alright! From today on, your name is Serajon~!”

Chapter 7: Super Genius? Super Loser

Crash—

Suddenly, a humanoid figure burst out from the man-high bushes. Brian Carter jumped back nervously, immediately aiming Serajon at the emerging figure.

This forest was full of danger; even a moment’s carelessness could cost your life. Brian Carter had seen more than once how careless hunters ended up as prey for other creatures.

What leapt from the bushes was a werewolf capable of standing and walking upright.

This werewolf wasn’t very tall—less than 1.7 meters, it seemed. Its white fur was stained red in many places with fresh blood.

The moment it spotted Brian Carter, surprise flashed in the werewolf’s eyes, and a trace of anxious worry appeared deep within them.