My Wife is a Dead Villainess, and I'm Her Living Weapon-Chapter 67: Believe

"System. Scan."

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Name: Elian Reed (M)

Talent: Adamant (S) | Driven (S) | Forged (SSS)

Level: 28

HP: 175,000 / 175,000 | MP: 10 / 10

Strength: S | Intelligence: S | Agility: S

Job: Living Metal (SSS) | Dominator (SSS)

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Hmm. At least my Agility is now up to par.

Dominator came with the added bonus of boosting his AGI by two ranks. As he got a small increase in INT and barely anything for STR they remained at S rank. Elian felt himself becoming more spoiled as he grew.

Bianca had three SSS ratings. At 75, she should be two levels into Peak Dusk. Just how powerful are Twilight tier fighters?

Although Elian knew he was no longer weak, he also understood how long his road was.

But considering where I started this is already good. I just entered Low Radiant. So, I can still get stronger. I just need to keep climbing higher.

Yes. Unlike the typical person, Elian focused not on how strong others were. Rather he used them as a benchmark for his own progress.

Clink. Clink. Clink.

Elian looked up. He saw all the amassed Living Metal rippling. This was despite him no longer commanding it to do so. He noticed that his feet were standing on solid ground. Meaning he wasn’t actually connected to any of it.

Dominator can command Living Metal without touch?

Excited at the prospect, Elian gestured to the sea surrounding him. Like a maestro who commanded the sea each hand he raised caused a portion of the Living Metal to rise.

"Hoh... Nice... I wonder."

He lowered his hands and closed his eyes.

I should use something I know. Hmm. That would work.

Elian summoned a vivid mental imagery. A scene he would never forget even if he died.

It was the first time he saw her. The face that saved him. A being so beautiful she stole his breath away. And above all, her mere presence anchored him down.

Bianca.

He commanded all the Living Metal to create a massive sculpture. One he knew quite intimately. With great care, he sculpted every line and tried to capture a fraction of the target’s beauty, allure and majesty.

When he completed the image, he opened his eyes. There in front of him was a beautiful ebony-colored sculpture of Bianca Valestra. The one he saw when he exited out of that dark tunnel. Her expression was cold but exquisite. Her stance powerful and regal.

Beautiful.

"ELIAN!!!!"

A sharp shriek pierced through the air, along with it a flushed ghost frantically threw herself at him. But rather than affection, her face was overcome with embarrassment. She brought her face extremely close and berated sternly. Elian caught her soul body in a bridal carry.

"ELIAN! WHAT THE HELL IS THAT? TAKE IT DOWN! NOW!"

Cute.

Unable to stop himself Elian smiled. But he felt something on his face move. Unlike before where all he felt was his facial muscles above his eyebrows, he felt the rest of those around his face.

I seem to have the full set now.

Completely overcome with curiosity, Elian clenched and unclenched his jaw. He then warped his face to try various expressions. He smiled. Then grimaced. Then raised his brows in awe.

"Elian. What is happening? Are you in pain?"

His Anchor’s words caused Elian to snap back to reality. Her face was full of concern. Bianca placed her hands on both sides of his face. She whispered tenderly.

"Elian, please do not keep it to yourself. You must tell me. Only then can I support you."

Hearing her words Elian felt silly. Bianca grew worried about his condition when he was literally making faces for the sake of it.

How can I tell her it was because I missed having a jaw?

"Fufu. It seems I have nothing to worry about. I can see how much my Son-in-law cherishes you, Daughter. He even recreated your proportions perfectly. Such obsession would be great in making puppies."

"Hmm. It looks, okay? This thing fails to capture my daughter’s beauty. It’s nothing but a cheap imitation."

At their words, Bianca buried her face into Elian’s shoulder. With a teary voice she pleaded, "Elian for the love of snow, destroy that thing before I melt from shame. I beg of you."

Enjoying the more emotional side of Bianca Elian couldn’t resist. He raised his hand, and the statue dispersed into droplets that leapt from the original form and reassembled into ten smaller statues.

Human-sized Biancas each made either a flustered, embarrassed, sulky or joyful expression.

The Living Metal move significantly faster than before. Is it because of Dominator? Or did the agility boost carry over?

"Hahaha! Bianca, my child, you’ve chosen well. These are adorable—look at those expressions!"

"Tsk. Just how obsessed is this bastard? The detail on these is better than anything those human scumbags ever displayed in their dens."

Elian smiled at their remarks and gave Bianca a light kiss on the forehead.

She made a strange sound and melted into his chest.

Her ghost form trembled against him, face hidden.

"Bianca."

No answer.

"Bianca?"

She slowly turned her back to him, sulking.

Elian grinned. "You’re adorable when you’re—mffft—!"

The air inside his mouth froze. In an instant.

"SHUT UP! ELIAN, YOU IDIOT!"

Then she vanished.

If I wasn’t a golem, I would’ve died from that.

Commanding his left cheek to open up, Elian pushed the block ice of out. Unlike before, the frigid temperatures of the Bianca’s ice felt painful.

Dominator feels sensations more than Living Metal. Might be due to it being partly organic. I should confirm in the future.

Shifting back to work mode, Elian melted the Bianca statutes. He then had the material recreate his armor and weapons and piled them together. Elian commanded the rest to turn into a large block and move near to Fluffy.

Silent and Bastion similarly approached the metallic dog that did not move. Though they restrained themselves from commenting, their faces showed expressions of longing and eagerness.

The must have hidden their disappointment earlier. All for Bianca.

"System, tell me what to do."

[Dominator is a Job that allows you to serve as the bridge between inorganic and the organic. Just connect the soulgem to the body, if the Soul is strong enough it can do the rest.]

"And if it isn’t."

[Then I recommend destroying it to end its suffering. My suggestion applies should the soul reject coming back.]

"..."

Elian thought for a moment. While most people wished to live longer there were those that no longer wished to. If there was nothing to Anchor your will to live, most wouldn’t even bother trying.

Let’s believe in Fluffy.

"System, can I use the black-colored Living Metal for this?"

[Negative. Living Metal is made up from poisonous metals such as Arsenic, Thallium and Mercury. If injected or diffused into the blood stream humans at the Dawn tier will die immediately. Only the Dominator variant can be ingested internally without issue.]

"But this body is made up of metal. It has no organic components."

[Affirmative, the soulgem will not get poisoned. However, it is classified as an organic, I do not recommend using Living Metal for it.]

"Why not?"

[Access Denied. Clearance level insufficient.]

"..."

It has been a while since Elian heard those words. But that hardly mattered at the moment.

I should ask how to raise my Clearance level in the future.

"Okay, how do I convert Living Metal to the Dominator variant?"

[Devour it. Using your core, you can command it to shift. However, please note that in exchange for gaining the ability to bond with organics, the Dominator variant loses 50% of its density and 90% of its hardness.]

"In simple English?"

[The Dominator variant is the tendon and muscle. Living Metal is the bone. Do not expect it to surpass the latter in absorbing punishment. It is meant to supplement Living Metal, not replace it.]

I see. Then I need to be careful what I keep with me.

Elian raised his arm and pointed to the Living Metal block.

Come.

In an instant the Living Metal surged toward Elian’s arm like a wave. He led the black fluid toward his core. Then he felt the fluid change the moment it touched his heart. It turned much softer and flowed rapidly.

Hmm. I should use it to strengthen my onyx armor by creating alloys with them.

When he had about a liter’s worth, he gathered the ashen variant into his hand and formed a ball. He then took Fluffy’s core and felt a cold presence appear on his back. Elian didn’t turn around and continued with his task.

"Alright. Let’s do this."

Elian made the Dominator variant wrap around Fluffy’s core and placed it into the chest of the black metallic dog nearby. Like clay the Living Metal body gave way and molded a spot for the ashen core.

So far so good.

"What next?"

[Using the Dominator variant, form a network of nerves that will allow the core to command the body.]

Elian tried to do as the system instructed, he made a simple loop around each limb, the head, tail and core. When the circuit was complete, he created soft needles in the ashen core and connected them to Fluffy’s soul gem.

[Rudimentary neural network now active. It is now up to the soul.]

At the system’s words Bianca placed her hands together to pray, Silent and Bastion tensed their bodies and fidgeted in anxiety.

They all waited.

The small dog then opened its eyes and tried to get up.

[Confirmed, the being named Fluffy’s soul has rejoined the Crucible.]

"I came back for the penguins."

And just like that, everything felt whole again.