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Chapter 838 The Three Gods Connected! A God Forged by His Own Hands! (7K chapters combined, please vote with monthly tickets~)

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. During these two days, under Gao Yang's special training, the four blacksmithing masters, including Daragon, were not yet completely immune to the temptation of the divine power, but they were able to immerse themselves wholeheartedly in blacksmithing.

That's enough.

The four members of Daragon could no longer wait. Rather, the thought of personally upgrading the quasi-divine artifact they had jointly crafted into a divine artifact, and using divine essence as the material for this ancient advancement, ignited their forging spirit, making them unable to wait even a moment longer.

Inside a massive forging workshop shaped like a four-leaf clover, four master forging masters, including Daragon and Old Mike, gathered.

This enormous forging workshop, shaped like a four-leaf clover, was actually pieced together from the individual forging workshops of the four master forging masters.

When they first forged the quasi-divine artifact, Eternal Radiance, they discovered that a single forging workshop might be a bit cramped at times. Therefore, after moving to their current settlement, they specifically designed such a forging workshop.

Normally, the four of them have their own independent forging workshops, but if needed, they can bring the four workshops together to form a super-huge forging workshop, just like they are now.

Because of the need to upgrade Yongyao, the Rock Dwarfs had completely sealed off their territory when Gaoyang arrived, so tightly that not even a fly could get in.

Gao Yang sat cross-legged on a huge iron ingot, quietly watching Daragon and the other three.

After exchanging glances with the other three dwarven master blacksmiths, Darragon's desire to forge burned brightly within him.

Daragon took a deep breath of the scorching air, and his usually carefree and unrestrained voice now revealed a heavy, metallic quality.

"Then let's get started!"

Old Mike, Griffin, and Cambage all showed a hint of anticipation on their rugged faces. After nodding emphatically, they began to take action.

The strongest of the three, Griffin, rushed to the forge, his rock-hard arms beginning to pull the bellows.

Boom~Boom~Boom~
With each pull, the almost white flames in the forging furnace suddenly intensified, and the temperature inside the forging workshop rose accordingly.

Soon, the flames in the forge had turned almost pure white. At this moment, Old Mike held three fist-sized pieces of metal ore in his hand, the surface of which was dotted with silvery-white patterns.

These scattered silver-white patterns, when connected together, seem to transform into a ferocious dragon, trying to break through the suppression of the ore.

Gao Yang looked at the metal ore in Old Mike's hand, a hint of surprise appearing in his eyes.

The ore in Old Mike's hands was Dragonscale Mithril, a specialty ore of the continent of Eberron, whose ductility, resilience, and toughness were among the best of legendary ore materials.

Even a piece of dragon-patterned mithril the size of a fingernail is priceless; even legendary experts would be thrilled to acquire it.

But now, Old Mike has three fist-sized pieces of dragon-patterned mithril in his hands, the value of which is immeasurable.

Just as Gao Yang was wondering what Old Mike was going to do with the dragon-patterned mithril, he saw Old Mike throw a piece of dragon-patterned mithril into the raging flames in the forge without the slightest hesitation.

Gao Yang's eyelids twitched heavily. He didn't understand why Old Mike was throwing the dragon-patterned mithril into the forging furnace.

But the next moment, he understood.

As the dragon-patterned mithril was thrown into the forging furnace, the almost pure white flames inside suddenly contracted, enveloping the dragon-patterned mithril and burning it wildly.

In just a few seconds, the fist-sized piece of dragon-patterned mithril was completely melted and vaporized. The flames that had been stained with the dragon-patterned mithril suddenly changed, turning from pure white to platinum.

Gao Yang looked at the flames in the forging furnace. Although the change was very subtle, he could feel that the flames in the forging furnace now had the ability to burn him to ashes.

It's easy to imagine the temperature inside the forging furnace at that moment.

This was just the beginning. As time went on, Old Mike and Darragon threw materials that Gao Yang had seen or had not seen before into the forging furnace, which made the flames in the furnace more and more raging and intense.

For half a day, the four master blacksmiths did not do anything else, but instead focused on warming the flames in the forging furnace.

When Old Mike finally threw a bright red gem into the forge, the flames that had been burning slowly like gold suddenly stopped. The illusory flames solidified completely, turning into liquid-like flames that slowly shaped within the forge.

Seeing that the flames in the forging furnace had calmed down and were flowing slowly like magma, the four forging masters breathed a sigh of relief.

Once this step is completed successfully, the rest of the work will be much easier.

If this cannot be completed, then the subsequent forging work cannot continue.

Daragon walked to the forging table to the side, on which sat the pure white Eternal Radiance Greatsword and several bottles of his favorite spirits.

Daragon's gaze flickered across the liquor for a moment before he firmly reached out and grasped Yongyao's hand.

Throughout the entire forging process, he would not touch even a drop of alcohol, making it essential to maintain a clear mind.

He had to consider that this might be his only chance in his life, his only chance to forge a divine weapon, and he had to put in two hundred percent effort!

A heavy feeling emerged in his hand. Daragon's eyes were firm as he held the Everlasting Radiance and walked to the forge.

Without pausing, he plunged Yongyao directly into the golden fire liquid.

Golden liquid fire enveloped the Eternal Radiance Greatsword, and a divine flame began to slowly lick its blade.

During this process, Yongyao's sword became increasingly red and bright.

When the blade of Eternal Radiance had completely transformed into the color of golden liquid fire, Daragon took out an ice-blue metallic hand and put his left hand into it.

After a brief warm-up, Daragon plunged his hand directly into the golden liquid fire.

呲~
As the iron hand came into contact with the golden liquid fire, a soft sound rang out.

wow~
With a sudden grab of his metal hand, amidst the churning golden liquid, he seized the hilt of the sword, its entire surface gleaming with a golden luster.

Daragon's arm veins bulged as he exerted force, pulling Yongyao, who had turned golden, completely out of the liquid fire.

"quick!"

Daragon moved with lightning speed, taking two steps to the forging anvil and gently placing Yongyao on it.

Cambage, who had been waiting for a long time, swung the golden forging hammer in his hand and smashed it onto the Eternal Radiance sword.

Dang~
A deafening roar echoed through the forging workshop, golden sparks dancing on the metallic floor as the forging hammer pounded down.

As the forging hammer continued to strike, slight deformations appeared on Yongyao's sword.

"King Yu!"

Daragon gripped the hilt of Everlasting Radiance, constantly twirling it, and suddenly let out a loud shout.

The moment Gao Yang roared at Daragon, he vanished into thin air and reappeared beside the forging anvil in the next instant.

Without the slightest hesitation, his golden-red battle aura enveloped his understanding of the rules of killing, continuously pouring into the body of Yongyao's sword.

Cambage continuously swung the forging hammer, hammering Gao Yang's fighting spirit and killing rules into Yongyao's sword body. This process was extremely long.

After a full day and night of continuous hammering, with a loud clang, the gold forging hammer crashed to the ground, and Cambage's hands trembled, unable to continue swinging the hammer.

Fortunately, after a day and a night of hammering, Yongyao's sword had returned to its original silver-white color from its initial golden hue. However, if one were to get close, one could see dense, dark red vein-like patterns on the sword.

These are the concrete manifestations of the rules of killing.

This alone demonstrates the high caliber of a master blacksmith.

Rules are inherently formless and intangible, but in the hands of the four master blacksmiths of Cambech Daragon, they can be forged into form and manifest their shape.

The sword is covered with dense, intricate patterns of killing, leaving only a circular blank space at the junction of the hilt and the blade.

This blank space is naturally reserved for that divine spark.

Daragon glared angrily at Griffin, who was maintaining the temperature of the forge not far away, and shouted, "Raise the temperature!"

Upon hearing this, Griffin immediately began frantically pulling the bellows, and the previously calm liquid began to surge.

Daragon took two steps at a time and plunged the forged Everlasting Radiance back into the golden molten metal, letting the molten metal envelop and scorch the sword.

"King Yu, take out the divine spark and throw it into the forging furnace!"

Old Mike spoke at the exact moment Yongyao plunged the golden fire liquid into his skin.

Upon hearing this, Gao Yang did not hesitate at all. He took out the Hidden Shadow and the Hunting Godhead, and with a flick of his hand, threw them into the golden fire liquid.

The moment the divine essence came into contact with the molten fire, a dazzling divine radiance burst forth in the forging furnace.

In that instant, sharp and piercing sound waves swept across the entire forging workshop.

The four men of Daragon had bulging eyes, and the blood vessels on their faces were throbbing as if they would burst at any moment.

Upon seeing this, Gao Yang understood that this was the divine pollution within the divine essence erupting completely in an attempt to protect itself at the moment it was being burned.

Without the slightest hesitation, a brilliant radiance of will erupted from his body, transforming into a barrier of will that enveloped all four of Daragon and his companions.

Under Gao Yang's protection, the heavy, almost maddening murmurs that had been filling the minds of the four members of Daragon finally began to subside.

Old Mike wiped the blood from the corner of his eye and roared at the other three as if he were insane:

"Quick, Griffin, don't stop! Darragon, Cambage, get ready!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Old Mike's body surged with a thick, earthy-yellow fighting spirit, and a bottle of strong liquor, shimmering with a scarlet hue, appeared in his hands.

He uncorked the bottle and poured the liquor into his mouth.

As the crimson liquor went down his throat, Old Mike's face visibly flushed red.

After being yelled at by Old Mike, Darragon and his two companions shook their heads vigorously to dispel the voice in their minds, and then prepared themselves.

Time ticked by, and Gao Yang knew that the forging process had reached its most crucial moment.

Griffin pulled the bellows with all his might, and a gale carrying intense magical energy rushed into the forge, causing the molten gold inside to surge violently.

Within this surging golden molten metal, gray flocculent matter continuously precipitated out, only to vanish into nothingness afterward.

Gao Yang narrowed his eyes, struggling to maintain his mental barrier.

Those gray, fluffy substances are traces of the divine remaining in the divine essence, also known as divine contamination.

Gao Yang could withstand this divine corruption, but that doesn't mean that Daragon and his companions, who hadn't even reached legendary strength, could withstand it.

Before forging the divine essence, these divine contaminations must be thoroughly burned away.

Otherwise, even if Yongyao were to be upgraded to a divine artifact, its spirituality would be contaminated by the divine remnants within its divine essence, thus transforming it into an ominous blade.

Time passed swiftly amidst the burning pollution of divinity.

After a wisp of gray flocculent material was extracted from the molten gold, not a single trace of flocculent material was extracted.

After waiting for a moment, the five people finally confirmed that the divine contamination had been completely burned away.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Daragon!" Griffin frantically pulled the bellows, roaring at Daragon.

As Griffin spoke, Daragon stepped forward and, without hesitation, plunged his left hand, adorned with a metal gauntlet, into the golden molten metal, beginning to fumble rapidly. As he searched for the divine essence, splashes of the golden molten metal occasionally landed on his arm, producing a sickening sizzling sound.

Daragon gritted his teeth, but his hands didn't stop moving for even a moment.

At one minute and thirteen seconds, Daragon's eyes lit up, and he finally grasped something in his hand.

"Get ready, old Mike!"

Daragon let out a roar and yanked his left hand out of the golden molten metal.

The moment the metal hand was withdrawn, a sacred aura instantly filled the entire forging workshop.

Kakakka~
Outside the forging workshop, layers upon layers of magical light enveloped the entire workshop like a wrapped rice dumpling, blocking the sacred aura beneath the thick steel walls.

The moment the divine aura spread, Darragon, Griffin, and Cambage all momentarily lost their focus, and their movements faltered slightly.

Daragon, who was so close, had even unconsciously reached out his right hand, wanting to touch the dark red divine essence in his left hand.

Previously, this divine essence was filled with divine corruption, and the four members of Daragon felt a mixture of instinctive desire and apprehension towards it.

But now, the existence that once made life fearful has vanished without a trace, leaving only naked desire.

Just as Daragon reached out his hand, Old Mike suddenly appeared beside Daragon, and the crimson liquid that had been accumulating in his chest suddenly sprayed from his mouth onto the divine essence in the metal hand.

Bah! ! !
The dark red wine was splashed onto the divine spark that emitted a faint, holy white light, instantly causing the divine aura emanating from the spark to vanish.

The three of them regained consciousness at the same time, and Daragon even jerked his right hand back as if he had been electrocuted.

"Hurry, hurry, Cambage, get ready to split it up!" Old Mike shouted weakly at Cambage after spitting out all the alcohol that had accumulated in his chest.

Upon hearing this, Cambage's hand flashed with light, and a carving knife, only a foot long and half a finger wide, appeared in his hand, emanating a faint divine aura.

Cambage pinched the carving knife between his thumb, forefinger, and middle finger, and without the slightest hesitation, plunged it into his own chest.

laugh!
The foot-long carving knife was mostly embedded in his chest. His eyes twitched violently, but his hands remained as steady as steel.

Cambage slowly pulled the carving knife out. With each inch he pulled it out, his face grew paler. By the time the knife was completely out, his face was ashen.

In contrast, there was a blood-red carving knife in his hand.

Cambage looked at Daragon's outstretched palm. The light of the divine essence within the palm had been clearly divided into two parts: the left half was dark red like blood, and the right half was pitch black like ink, representing the hunting divinity and the shadow divinity respectively.

Cambage, holding the carving knife stained with his own blood, came to Daragon's side and, with the knife in his hand, slowly but firmly slashed down at the divine essence in the metal hand.

Yes, the ambitions of these four master blacksmiths went far beyond simply forging a divine weapon infused with divine essence.

Instead, he planned to do his utmost to create a divine weapon that was perfectly compatible with the killing rules within the quasi-divine weapon, Eternal Radiance.

After the killing, the best combination is undoubtedly to hunt for the spoils!

That's why we have this scene of them stripping away their latent divinity.

The reason they were able to do this, and dared to do it, was naturally because of the carving knife that Moradin, the god of forging, had bestowed upon the ancestors of the Cambage lineage.

As the blood-stained carving knife fell, the indestructible divine essence was instantly sliced ​​open, the cut as smooth as a mirror, completely transforming the original rhomboid crystal into two square pyramids, one black and one dark red.

A strong aura of order emerged, and after the two four-sided pyramids were cut open, they each returned to their original rhomboid crystal shapes.

However, one of the rhombus-shaped crystals was filled with a dark red color, while the other was a pure, pitch-black shadow color.

Seeing Cambage successfully cut open the godhood, Old Mike and the other two all showed extremely excited smiles.

They did it!
At this point, the divine essence had already split in two, and there were basically no problems with the forging of the sword.

"Come!"

Cambage looked at Gao Yang and growled in a low voice.

Gao Yang took a step forward and was already standing in front of Cambage.

He reached out and put the Shadow Godhead into his inventory, leaving only the Hunting Godhead in his hand.

"Roar!"

Daragon roared and plunged his metal hand back into the golden molten metal, pulling out Eternal Radiance.

After being forged twice, Yongyao once again turned golden, but the killing patterns on the sword still retained their scarlet color, making it look both noble and majestic, as well as cold and cruel.

Darragon, holding the Everlasting Blade, strode to the forging anvil. Griffin, having given up on controlling the fire, picked up the golden forging hammer that Cambage had dropped earlier and began hammering again.

After only a few thousand hammer blows, Yongyao had completely returned to its original shape before it was forged.

Old Mike looked at Gao Yang, his voice filled with excitement and exhilaration, and said, "Quickly, insert the divine spark into the round hole!"

Gao Yang nodded slightly, and the next moment he was already beside Daragon. He held the Hunting Godhead in a loose grip and pressed it directly into the round hole in the Eternal Radiance Sword.

The divine spark was pressed down, but there was no expected collision sound. It was as if it had been pressed into water. The entire divine spark merged directly into the sword, with only a small section protruding from the sword.

Darragon took the forging hammer from Griffin's hand and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood mist.

A blood mist, like a curtain, completely enveloped his figure.

clang!
A deafening crash resounded through the blood mist, which expanded dramatically before abruptly shrinking back to its original size.

clang!
Another loud clang of metal clashing rang out, the power and will contained within causing Gao Yang to involuntarily take a step back.

Within the blood mist, it seemed as if a new god was slowly being born!

clang!
The blood mist expanded dramatically, and within it, countless patterns formed by the rules of slaughter suddenly appeared. These patterns formed a large net, firmly binding the Hunting Godhead to the very center.

clang clang ~
The hammering sounds were like a violent storm, exploding wildly amidst the blood mist.

With each explosion, the killing rules patterns in the blood mist shrink a little, and with each shrinkage, the Hunting Godhood shrinks a bit.

This is the intersection and fusion of the rules of killing and the rules of hunting. In other words, what Daragon and his companions are doing now is to merge the divinity of hunting with the divinity of killing, and thus step into a completely new realm.

clang!
Another deafening roar erupted, and a violent shockwave suddenly spread outwards, sweeping in all directions.

The blood mist was instantly dispersed, revealing Daragon wielding a golden forging hammer and the Everlasting Greatsword radiating an astonishing aura in his hand.

At this moment, the Eternal Radiance Greatsword was no longer the silver-white color it had been before. Its blade still retained its silver-white base color, but a gold line extended from the hilt to the tip of the sword along the spine.

At the edge of the blade, there was a hint of scarlet.

"Divine power has been unleashed! Divinity has been unleashed! Now, let its divine function be unleashed!" Old Mike roared, his eyes bloodshot, as if he were insane.

At the same time, Darragon, Griffin, and Cambage all looked toward Gao Yang.

This final step is something that only Gao Yang could possibly complete; no one else besides his master could accomplish it.

Gao Yang took a deep breath and took the reforged Yongyao from Daragon.

As he grasped the sword hilt, the weight of the metal and the warmth of life simultaneously flooded his senses.

With his eyes slightly closed, his long period of meditation allowed him to instantly resonate with the Eternal Glory in his hand.

Dongdong~dongdong~
As Gao Yang's heart pounded, Yong Yao seemed to resonate with it, emitting waves of sword energy.

When this resonance reaches complete agreement, a deafening sword cry soars into the sky.

Zheng!
At the same time, Gao Yang's eyes suddenly opened, and a dazzling radiance of will shot out from his eyes like two sharp swords.

In that instant, Gao Yang did not hesitate to flip the greatsword in his hand and thrust it directly into the center of his chest, the blade piercing through his heart.

That's right, this final step is to use the life of Gao Yang, the master, to complete the final spiritual connection, or divine connection, of the divine artifact Yongyao.

In the final spiritual connection, Eternal Radiance will fill in the last missing piece, thereby completing the divine connection and ascending to become a true divine artifact.

This was undoubtedly a high-stakes gamble, betting that Gao Yang would not die before Yongyao achieved spiritual enlightenment.

If Gao Yang dies completely before his spiritual connection is established, then Yong Yao's ascension will have failed.

If Gao Yang survives after the spiritual connection is established, then Yong Yao's ascension will be considered a success.

From then on, Yongyao was forever a divine artifact that Gao Yang alone could use.

Furthermore, after achieving the integration of divine power, divinity, and divine office, in a practical sense, Yongyao is no longer a divine artifact, but an alien god.

However, this deity's outward form is that of a sword.

In other words, if successful, Gao Yang would be fighting with the divine body of a god, and a god completely under his control without any side effects!
Gudong~gudong~
When Yongyao entered his body, the violent killing rules instantly swept over Gao Yang's entire body, destroying his flesh, bones, and meridians inch by inch, turning him into bloody mud that Yongyao devoured.

As it devoured the light, the glow on the Eternal Radiance Sword grew ever brighter.

A dazzling radiance of will emanated from Gao Yang's body, and within this radiance, everything inside Gao Yang's body regenerated at an alarming rate.

Intense pain, accompanied by the repeated destruction of everything inside his body, swept through Gao Yang's consciousness.

His eyes were bloodshot, a ruthless glint in them, and he hissed in a low voice, "Swallow, swallow! If you have the guts, devour everything I have!"

His roar was met with increasingly terrifying swallowing sounds.

The four master blacksmiths, including Daragon and Old Mike, stood in a row, supporting each other, looking at Gao Yang with worried expressions.

After Yongyao entered his body, Gao Yang's body was like a balloon, constantly cycling between being full of air and deflated.

Every time Gao Yang's body withered to the point of being nothing but skin and bones, they thought he couldn't hold on any longer, but to their surprise, his body would completely recover in the next instant.

In this intense tug-of-war, the light emanating from the Eternal Radiance Sword grew ever brighter and brighter.

Until a certain moment, the frantic swallowing sound suddenly disappeared, replaced by a majestic and sacred sword cry.

"Zheng!"

When Daragon and the others heard the sword's cry, they were all stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted, and boundless joy instantly filled their faces!
It worked!
They succeeded!
Divine power is unleashed! Divinity is unleashed! Divine authority is unleashed! The three divine powers are unleashed, and the divine manifests!

They not only forged a divine weapon, but also personally crafted a god!
Even Moradin, the god of forging whom they worshipped, had never accomplished such a feat!
"Hahaha~" "Hahaha~"

The four master blacksmiths laughed wildly. Having accomplished such a great feat, they would have no regrets even if they died on the spot!

Amidst the four men's maniacal laughter, Gao Yang's emaciated body regained its fullness.

He slowly raised Yongyao to his face, feeling the fluctuations that were equivalent to his own life force, feeling the powerful force contained in the weapon in his hand, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement in his heart, and burst into laughter.

(End of this chapter)