MARVEL: GAMER PATH - CHAPTER 111 (Patreon)

With the preparations ready for Loki, I changed my focus back to my crafting, this time, however, I was doing that on Earth, as to avoid Loki pulling a fast one on me, while most of the preparations were ready for his eventual move, the golems the most essential part of the plan were no ready.

I had just created them, and it would take up to a month for them to reach the level I needed, which was at least level 125.

So while that happened, I would be on Earth, where I would be able to notice his every move should he arrive on earth with my map, an ability he had no idea I had, which worked remarkably well in my favor.

Anyway.

As I was saying, my focus was now on my crafting, I was like Eitri had said, trying to put my heart into my creations, a concept whose answer still eluded me like a fish in a river.

But, I was getting there, I think.

At least, Eitri said I was, that each new creation I presented to him was more whole, and perfect than the last, so perhaps I was finding the answer without even realizing it.

“Maybe I should try to handcraft everything at least once,” I hummed at the thought, perhaps that was the missing part, I was too reliant on my power, which made my creations feel lifeless in a sense, I mean, for Eitri, who had forged everything with his very own hands, something I make with my power must be manufactured, soulless so to speak.

As this thought settled within my mind, the idea of doing such became more and more appealing, I mean, handcrafting could be the answer, and if it wasn’t it was still EXP I was getting, double exp to be precise, because manual learning gives more than gamer learning, but it takes more time, way more time.

With the idea already in motion, I decided to try and make a clay golem by hand, it was after all one of the easiest things to make.

I had the knowledge, and the ingredients, all that was left was to try.

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Forging a golem by hand instead of using my powers, was a rather problematic process, one that even with all the right knowledge, took a shit ton of time, to put it in other terms, creating my clay golem took one week.

One entire agonizing week, where I questioned why I even tried to do this?

I knew my powers were making things easier, but this was a fucking shock to me, from a few seconds to a week, it was a lot.

Never before the difference between a process with my powers and without them had been so big.

Then again, I had never truly crafted before, so I can perhaps understand why.

Anyway, once the golem was created, all that was left was to give him life, which according to my knowledge was by pouring some of your mana into the creation with the help of an incantation.

“Here goes nothing,” I sighed, starting the incantation as I poured mana into my creation, little by little the golem started to shake until eventually, it came to life, and what I saw, shocked me.

[Clay Golem S - LV 50

12500/12500

8000/8000

The Clay was lifeless, and then it came its master, with love and power it brought what was lacking of purpose and life, to a life filled with purpose, now the clay has a purpose, now the clay is alive, and it will protect the one who blessed it with life.

Skills: Retribution, Clay Shot, Will of the Clay, Acid Absorption, Berserk, Immutable Form.

Retribution = The Golem stores 15% of the damage he receives to punish his opponents.

Clay Shot = Using his mana, the golem creates more clay to shoot at his opponents, it can shoot up to 10 clay shots at the same time.

Will of the Clay = The Golem burns all his mana to create four identical clones of itself that deal 50% of his damage, but have the same resistance and HP the golem has.

Acid Absorption: Whenever the golem is subjected to acid damage, it takes no damage and instead regains HP equal to the acid damage that was supposed to attack it.

Berserk: When the Golem’s HP drops to below the 50% mark, the Golem gets a boost of 75% Movement Speed, and Damage.

Immutable Form: The golem is immune to any spell or effect that would alter its form.]

First of all, the golem had started way higher than the first clay golem I had created, second, it had more skills, and seemed stronger all and all.

Was this the reward for crafting the beast by hand? 

I suppose the question now is, quality or quantity?

“Haha,” I laughed, how stupid, why pick one, when I can have both, after all, the purpose of my golems was to help me level up, meaning manufacturing them was still a green-lighted project, but on the side, I would most certainly make some hand made golems, as an elite squad of sorts.

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[Loki Odinson POV]

Defeated by a mortal, how humiliating.

The worst part was, he had barely put any effort into our fight, he handled me like a child, two hits and I was down for the count, and to make the matters worse, father scolded me.

Then Thor warned me of his human brother, his words still echoed in my head.

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[Memory]

Thor walked to me and without a word slapped me, “I warn you Loki, don’t bring his daughters into your petty vendettas, he is not me, he is not father, he will kill you.”

I smiled, “And that would make you happy, right brother?” I asked with a sneer.

“No,” Thor replied his tone going somewhat soft, “And is because of that… that I am here, to warn you, whatever you have against Alex, put it aside, or focus on only him, for Odin’s beard if you want to focus on someone do it on me, but leave his children alone, don’t invoke his ire Loki, or you will die,”

I wanted to scream at him, I remember that I wanted to tell him no mortal was my match, but the results of our encounter proved, I wasn’t a match for him, so I turned around and walked away.

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The truth was, Alex was stronger than me, and unlike Thor, he was not easy to fool, in fact, he had done something, not even father had done before with such ease, in a matter of seconds, he had seen through my illusions, meaning he not only had a talent for the physical ways of a warrior but the magical ones, making him even though weaker than Thor a harder enemy to deal with.

That of course only meant one thing, and that was that I had to prepare.

He had defeated me once, and that would be his last accomplishment in life… for the next time we faced, I would be ready to kill him, with my most ingenious scheme.