Star Forge Titan

“…” Old Patton’s lips moved slightly, and in a trance he seemed to see himself decades ago, the one who was photographed by an old black and white camera, wearing a leather hood and standing with a group of passionate young people, still in his prime.

"You've grown up, Little Moon." The old man lowered his head to hide the slightly red circles under his eyes.

"Old man, I will contact those old friends. Leave the promotion to me." Old Patton woke up his nose and strode out the door with his head held high.

He is indeed not an ordinary veteran driver.

Looking at the old but still straight back, Ivan couldn't help but say to himself:

Because this is the route chosen in the game, he also knows how to advance to the new extraordinary sequence that was born after the Linde Magic Revolution, but the origin of the relevant knowledge is difficult to explain, so at the beginning he only planned to let Diana advance to other initial positions with similar main attributes.

Anyway, the promotion of low-level professions is not as strict as that of high-level professions, and most mainstream sequences can be switched.

But since old Patton has the connections, he naturally doesn't need to get involved.

After all, the most suitable extraordinary job for controlling the magical cavalry is of course the exclusive job of the Lind camp, the new sequence that can eventually become a giant driver.

"The Giant Driver." Alvin whispered the name in his memory.

Now he will no longer follow the original path, but needs to open up a new path in the unknown field.

Over the next few days, Diana continued to receive training from Patton, while the others worked tirelessly to advance the manufacturing process of the new car. To complete what would normally take a normal person three months in just three days was impressive, even to Ivan.

As for Kayon and Bryant, these two guys have completely begun to doubt their lives.

In the evening of the third day, when Diana finished her training and jumped off the balance beam, old Patton clapped his hands with a satisfied look.

"Very good, Little Moon. Your coordination ability is much better than I expected. You are now able to accept the promotion ceremony."

Then, old Patton gradually became serious. At this moment, he was no longer the old gentleman who gave roses to his admirers every day, but a certified and strict instructor, exuding the solemnity of a soldier.

"So, let me ask you one last time, are you sure you want to take this path?"

Diana wiped the sea water off her face with a towel, paused for a moment, then returned to her normal state and gently gave her answer.

"Yes."

"Then we'll set off tomorrow." Old Patton sighed and said no more.

The next day, driving the ordinary-looking magic taxi, an old man and a young man arrived at a research institute in the central area of ​​Lutetia.

"What is this?" Diana looked a little surprised.

"The Magical Research Institute, affiliated with the National Library, is a national magical engineering technology research and development institution with the same name as the Linde Alchemist Association." Old Barton introduced it in a nostalgic tone.

What unfolded next was surprisingly ordinary. Old Barton took Diana to the front desk of the Magic Research Institute to fill out several documents, which basically confirmed his or her right to be promoted as the successor of a certain [Black Painted Stripe] member.

Diana then filled out a reserve agreement to comply with emergency wartime recruitment.

When the staff left with the documents, Diana couldn't help but look at old Patton.

"Don't ask too much, some things are confidential." After saying that, old Barton looked at Diana kindly.

"I'm a lonely old man like me, and I don't have any other children or nephews. Even if I don't give you this authority, no one else can accept it."

"Besides..." Old Patton smiled.

"Little Moon, you are our hope."

As old Patton said, although Diana didn't talk much, she always won the championship. In the eyes of the residents in the downtown area near the orphanage, she was like a moon in the darkness, symbolizing the faint, ethereal but real hope.

Although life in the downtown area seems to be moving forward in a long river with no visible shore, if there are people around you who are always bravely moving forward, it will at least bring some encouragement to those who are traveling with you.

Diana closed her eyes and then opened them again, her red eyes flashing with a faint but bright light like a flame.

"……I see."

Soon, the staff returned with a bottle of potion that shone with silver light and a set of strange wearable equipment.

The device that resembles a mixture of a belt and a machine has a structure similar to that of a magic machine. A small portable gas storage device is installed at the lower back, which contains steam with a high compression ratio and alchemical potions. Once activated, it can be used to drive the small magic machine.

Without explaining the purpose of these things, the staff led the two people directly to a corridor with rugged and complex terrain, where many man-made landscapes and various mechanisms could be seen.

"Little Moon, after taking the potion, you must cross this corridor as quickly as possible, and in the process, learn to resonate with the magical machinery. If you successfully complete the induction, then the ritual will be successful." Old Barton emphasized seriously.

The promotion ceremony for the initial job usually requires the person being promoted to have sufficient physical fitness. As for the difficulty of the ceremony itself, it is relatively limited and there are not many mandatory requirements.

"You may hear strange noises or see other things along the way, but they are all illusions caused by the potion. All you need to do is keep moving forward without looking back!"

"Yeah." Diana nodded carefully as she put on the strange device.

Then, she drank the potion without hesitation. Soon, the world before her began to change, and a strange feeling surged through her limbs, then continued upward all the way to her head.

"Run! Diana, run forward!" Old Patton's voice seemed to come from a very far away place.

Then, when Diana realized it, she was already galloping through the complex corridor at a speed she had never imagined.

At this moment, feeling the power brought by the potion and the vibrations transmitted by the flow of steam and magic power inside the magic machinery, the world in front of Diana suddenly became extremely clear.

The colorful scene quickly passed by the back of the field of vision. The buzzing sound produced by the operation of the magic machinery on the body kept echoing in the ears. The road under the feet continued to extend. With the help of the magic machinery, even the wall became a runway that could be walked on.

Her enhanced intuition allowed Diana to almost instinctively avoid the swaying mechanisms and various obstacles. She was like a petrel flying in a storm, proud and free!

That was no longer running, but flying, breaking free from all constraints!

Faintly, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from behind her. It was the first voice Diana heard when she was born into this world.

“We succeeded, but we also failed.”

"Yes, we have no choice but to abandon this child."

"There's nothing we can do about it. The growth process takes too long and doesn't fit the planned schedule."

"dad……"

"Mother?"

Tears flowed silently, but Diana's pace did not stop, instead she accelerated.

The originally short black hair quickly grew longer, and a bright silver-white color like metal gradually appeared at the roots.

The pair of blood-red pupils now resembled burning flames and polished gems, revealing an undisguised brilliance.

The innate magic power in the body, which far exceeds the normal level, slowly becomes active as the ritual progresses rapidly, just like a volcano hidden deep in the sea finally erupts. The heat and high temperature can boil the vast ocean water!

When Diana finally came to her senses, she found herself standing behind the finish line.

The young staff member beside me said in disbelief.

"11.7 seconds! An unprecedented number! The record has been broken!"

Chapter 194: New Hope

When the sun sets again, it is already the final day with only three days left until the Youth Magic Car Competition.

Ivan sat on the roof of the workshop, feeling the afterglow before sunset. The dim light fell on his pale skin, blending into it bit by bit, turning into a part of the light energy stored in the Ash Knight's Light Armor.

Not long after, the sound of someone climbing a ladder suddenly came from behind him. Then, like a zombie, a skinny, gray arm clasped onto the edge of the roof.

Because of long-term and continuous overtime work, the necromancer, whose skin color and complexion looked more like an undead than a human, rolled his eyes and climbed onto the roof.

"Ha, your Excellency is just relaxing." After taking a deep breath for a while, Khayang said sarcastically.

Of course, there wasn't much malice in his words; he was just using his natural weapon called 'Mage's Tongue' out of habit.

"Because I finished my work ahead of time, how is the optimization of the catalyst you are responsible for going?" Alvin didn't care about it at all and brushed it off with just one sentence.

Although he himself is not good at being sarcastic, he is after all a child of the Internet born in the information age. Generally speaking, he is quite good at dealing with people who are sarcastic, such as attacking them online or calmly and logically refutating them to the point of being autistic and seeing a doctor.

However, those are not needed now, just simply "filter" it.

"Hehe, of course it's already been done."

Feeling like he had punched cotton, Ka Yang helplessly blew away his bangs, then casually took out a glowing glass sphere from his pocket.

A transparent glass sphere, secured by several metal frames, held a small blue ball of light floating within. A closer look revealed that it wasn't a solid or gas, but rather a luminous atomized liquid resembling suspended droplets.

"After vaporization and sublimation, it was sealed and stabilized, resulting in a critical catalyst that is stable in all aspects. The catalytic efficiency is 47% higher than the previous solid tablets. Given a few more days, it can probably be further increased to 50%." The Necromancer said complacently.

Then his expression turned serious.

"I don't know if you did this on purpose, but I think I found inspiration for a new job promotion during my research."

"Oh? So, you don't plan to follow the traditional faction path and become an Undead Lich?" Ivan asked without surprise.

This was something he had expected. Although he didn't know the specifics, according to fragments in his memory, Ka Yang, who was known as the King of Traitors in the game, did find inspiration during a potion experiment.

This is also one of the reasons why Alvin gave him the task of making the catalyst.

I just didn't expect that he would find some inspiration so quickly. It really makes people sigh that this guy is indeed the hardworking and talented type.

"Lich? Haha, I will never become that kind of thing." As if remembering something, Khayon suddenly let out a disdainful laugh.

But at the same time, a look of nostalgia flashed in his eyes, and the father-like figure in his memory slowly emerged from his mind.

Dear mentor, since you don't want me to become a lich stripped of all emotions.

Then, Gaius, I no longer want to be a lich!

Ka Yang, with his messy hair like a bird's nest, thought calmly. It seemed that in his eyes, advancing all the way to become a fifth-level lich, an act that could be called a feat for any extraordinary person, was just a wrong option that did not have any difficulties but was necessary.

"The power of harmony, balance, and the cyclical flow between life and death is infinitely more profound than what is described in those old, moldy, and decaying books of the Undead faction."

On the rooftop where there were only two Elrond men, Khayon, a necromancer, slowly uttered a heretical speech that was simply outrageous to the Elrond undead faction.

"That's true, indeed." As he spoke, Alvin raised his glass to Luo Ri. There was no wine in it, but it was filled with fruit juice that he made in his spare time when making cars. The bright red color made it look like wine.

"A new era should have new ideas." The black-haired boy smiled confidently, like a top trendsetter embracing the tide of the times.

"What? You clearly chose that ancient job that was dug out of the earth." Ka Yang rolled his eyes and took out the remaining bottle of drink from the ice bucket in a familiar manner.

"I really don't know how to refute this." Alvin showed a strange expression, and then he had to raise his fist at the necromancer, just to make the latter shut up and drink tea.

"Well, speaking of which, it's been a while since you were promoted to the second level. Have you decided which meditation method to use?" Khayon asked casually.

"Meditation." Alvin paused and did not answer the question immediately.

If the key to becoming a first-level transcendent lies in breaking convention and mobilizing the innate magic power within their bodies to unleash various extraordinary talents and skills, then a second-level transcendent needs to actively sense and manipulate the magic power within their bodies to perform actions that require even more refined and powerful magic.

And the most crucial point is that the second-level extraordinary person needs to strive to sense the existence of the soul and ultimately trigger the awakening of the soul power while training his own magic power.

By then, it will be time for them to be promoted to truly high-level transcendents.

Therefore, regardless of the profession, it is very important to choose a meditation method that can assist in sensing and controlling magic power.

"To be honest, this thing doesn't mean much to me." Ivan's answer made Khayang roll his eyes.

Although scholars from different factions have different opinions, the theory that magic exists in everything is the foundation of all theories in magical civilization. And with the core talent of [Reshaping the World] that can even control external materials, Alvin is naturally adept at controlling magic.

Even primal magic, with its violent nature like nitroglycerin, was controlled as easily as a tamed hound under his will. As for soul power, the power of the Great Mystery of the Originating World was there, and he only had to proceed step by step.

Speaking of the information about the second flawless gem, it seems that I can ask Catherine next time. After all, he is just borrowing it for use and doesn't necessarily have to take it away.

However, another characteristic of meditation prevented Alvin from completely abandoning this auxiliary channel. This special meditation method could give the user's magic power another property, like another level of transformation ritual.

The natural properties of raw magic are extreme violence and the highest-band mana spectrum erosion.

This makes Ivan's magic extremely assimilable, and using it to drive magic and magical machinery can burst out extremely high power, but the price is a load far higher than other types of magic, which can easily cause ordinary magic equipment and magical machinery to collapse.

Generally speaking, raw magic power will also cause more serious damage to the user himself. The bodies of most creatures will even crack, literally crack, in order to accommodate this magic power.

However, someone has already stopped being a human being since he came to this world, so he naturally doesn't care about it.

"Additional properties attached." Alvin thought about it.

According to his plan to build a combat system, the first choice is a meditation method that he is most familiar with and has different characteristics from the original magic power.

Although according to the plot development of the game's Palladia world, it was a brand new meditation method that was not fully formed until the end of the Rise of Nations version. It was a new era meditation secret method born after the great exchange event of the extraordinary factions.

Both the efficiency and the speed of improvement have the characteristics of the new era, so from all aspects, that meditation method is very suitable for me.

Besides, if you are just using it by yourself, there is no need to worry about the spread of technology.

Therefore, Alvin didn't care.

"Don't worry, I already have a suitable choice." The black-haired boy replied with a smile:

"Name? Can you give me a name?" Ka Yang had an expression that said 'I'm very curious'.

Hearing this question, a huge figure that had not yet stood up gradually emerged in the black-haired boy's mind.

That is the towering existence standing in front of the gate of heaven in the future, blocking hundreds of thousands of demons and undead single-handedly. It is as tall as a god and as ferocious as a demon, fully interpreting what power and strength are, a moving city made of metal.

The scene of memory gradually faded, and Ivan slowly uttered an unfamiliar word.

"Steel God Forged."