Sorcerer… Cyborg???

Chapter 69: Plasma Blade

Kothar washed his left palm with the water, and then ran the base of his palm across the exposed blade of his razor sharp Skysteel sword. The bone now exposed, Kothar began to scrape away and form a shallow indent, and then pushed the cylinder into the resulting depression.

Without proper stitches or a needle, Kothar would have to resort to tying the wound shut as tightly as possible with a makeshift bandage, and send as much mana as he could spare to the wounds on his body.

Kothar let out a long hiss, wincing with all the additional pain, thankfully, he hadn't cut any major blood vessels, and would be able to easily heal the flesh around the new implant.

Now that he had taken care of his injuries, and installed a long awaited upgrade, Kothar sat down to gather as much mana as possible, to speed up his healing as much as possible.

Thankfully, the ambient mana of this world was ridiculously dense, perhaps due to the massive scale that everything was here. Even without intentionally drawing in the mana, Kothar was seeped in so much mana that just walking about here would be as effective as actively gathering mana on Eclat.

Kothar's mana cores surged in unison at the ridiculous influx of mana in to his body, and greedily drew in as much mana as possible, but Kothar diverted it away, instead channeling it to his injured arm and leg and the self inflicted wound on the base of his left hand.

Kothar could feel his cracked bones, torn muscles and ripped skin knitting themselves together, and let out a sigh of relief.

As much as replacing his limbs with purely technological components would increase his durability and strength, Kothar had regained touch with his humanity. And though he knew that one day it might be necessary for him to utilise the increased capabilities, he was committed to enjoying the humanity he had for the time being.

[Seems like finding food won't be an issue, with this much mana in the air.] Silane pointed out.

[Mmhmm.] Was Kothar's only response, he was far too absorbed in his meditation. Never before had he experienced this kind of rapid improvement in the strength of his mana cores.

Kothar remained lying down with his arms and legs outstretched on the makeshift bed he had made for the next week, he had healed himself completely in the first few days, but the mana on this world had been far too beneficial for him to stop there.

"Fwooo." Kothar leapt nimbly to his feet, and exhaled in satisfaction. His body was once again in good condition, if anything, the mana coursing through it had strengthened him beyond how powerful he was before.

Similarly, his mana reserves had massively increased, and while it would take a little more time on this world before he had the mana reserves to match the average Intermediate Mage, his increased strength and speed would mean he would be able to match most of them in battle.

Kothar grinned and looked down at his left palm, right there, at the base of his palm, the circular Plasma Blade shone out at him. At its essence, it was a magically powered heating element, the device had a ring of small holes that dotted the outer rim of the circle, this was where the surrounding gas would be drawn into the device.

In the center was the main heating element, this was where the air taken into the device would be superheated, forming the plasma, and ejected out from Kothar's palm.

Kothar took a deep breath, preparing himself for the worst, the device exploding and taking most of his left arm with it.

He channeled lightning mana from the storage component in his shoulder, bracing for the inevitable impact. Kothar smiled as there was no anticipated explosion, rather there was only a slight buzzing sound as the device started to heat.

Now that he knew it was relatively safe, Kothar went full throttle, and sent a surge of lightning mana barreling into the device, and with a bright flash, a jet of plasma shot out of the device, stabbing through rock after rock, leaving behind only an empty hole, the melted edges of the rocks glowing red.

[That was something, wasn't it.] SIlane commented, letting out an appreciative whistle.

[Looks like this might work pretty well. I think we need to start adding more devices.] Kothar patted his own shoulder appreciatively, feeling the surging lightning mana deep within his shoulder.

[Take it easy there bud, let's figure out how to control this thing properly, or we'll end up blasting through any allies as well.] Silane joked, showing Kothar the proposed control mechanism.

The plasma blades Kothar had used in his past life were controlled by electromagnetic fields generated by an additional component, but Kothar had speculated that he might be able to use his lightning mana to do the same.

Kothar sent a surge of lightning mana to the plasma device again, this time sending a steady stream of mana just enough to create a small beam.

Slowly, a glowing white beam emitted from his palm, and Kothar sent a cloud of lightning mana toward it, attempting to manipulate the beam.

It fizzled out.

Kothar sat there for the entire day, the sun setting and the crevice only illuminated by the glow of his plasma unit. But to no avail, the plasma beam fizzled out every time.

Resigned to another failure, as the gentle light of dawn began to brighten the sky, Kothar tried again, this time acting only by intuition, and gave a shout of joy as the formless beam took the shape of the rough diamond plasma blades he was familiar with.

Soon enough, Kothar was shaping the plasma blade into elaborate structures, twisting whips, curved blades, spiked maces, and even tools.

He was carving up a large piece of granite into a bath, when the ground shook. Rocks cascading down around him, the entire crevice he had decided to shelter in collapsing, and he sped up the gentle slope to escape.

[That was a sudden earthquake.] Kothar exclaimed, looking down at the wreckage of his makeshift camp.

[Another odd feature of-] Silane began, before she was interrupted by another shaking, this time much more severe. Kothar looked around confused, and spotted something in the distance.

All the blood left his face and he stared in shock.

"Oh ****, those were footsteps."