Star Forge Titan

But when he actually saw the "disharmonious" people, he was completely powerless to correct those mistakes.

In this case, it would be better to be blind from the very beginning!

The pain made him refuse to go out, so he plunged into the game world to escape reality. At least there, he could use his full ability to change the things that he thought were wrong.

But in the end, he got rid of that illusory sense of satisfaction and realized the shallowness of his past.

Indeed, he had been angry, confused, and unable to change, but excluding all external reasons, all of this was caused by his own lack of ability. Since he lacked the ability, he should gain stronger power to correct all of this!

Although he was still a little extreme, he decided to leave his comfort zone and stop escaping, and decided to take the first step to change.

As a result, on the day he left, he was sent off by the RGB truck to another world, the world of Palladia that he would never forget.

"My ideal?" A smile appeared on Ivan's lips.

Looking up at the bright moon outside the window, he felt no more hesitation in his heart.

When he came to this world, Alvin actually felt fear and anxiety, so he ignorantly pursued the power that could make him feel at ease.

But now, he found that this power seemed to be able to be used for more things.

I will strike down those who are not in harmony... He can do more.

"My ideal is to do the right thing and change the wrong things!"

"Then what is the right thing to do?" Afrediya asked subconsciously.

"I think the right thing is the correct thing to do." Alvin answered without hesitation.

"What? Isn't that just being willful?" Afrediya showed a helpless expression.

"My heart is the heart of heaven. If I don't even have this little confidence, then I might as well not listen, not look, not speak, not think, and not move. I'd better be a pure piece of stone." Ivan laughed freely, pulled Afrediya up, and merged into the crowd to the cheerful music played by the troubadour.

The darkest dawn passed quickly in laughter and joy.

Its daybreak.

Chapter 30: No Tolerance

The celebration party lasted until the early hours of the morning, partly because everyone was too excited and partly because everyone was a little scared.

After all, there were hundreds of zombies. Even the Elrond people, who lived in a harsh environment, would only see them two or three times in their lifetime. If they saw something like this more than a few times, they would basically be dead.

When everyone dispersed in groups to rest, Ivan told Afrediya the information about Khayon, and he also suggested that the news should not be known to a third person.

After all, for such a secretly reached agreement, concealing its existence is also an unwritten clause in the agreement. Afrediya can certainly be trusted, but Ivan is not sure whether the other reformists are trustworthy.

You know, despite being excluded and suppressed by many forces, the Undead faction is still a faction with a long history, which can even be traced back to the early days of the founding of Elrond.

They have many ways to control ordinary people, and they can also rely on their longer lifespan than others to use long-term plans lasting more than ten years or even decades to train a spy who can be buried for many years.

"Kayon Paulus." Afrediya frowned.

Her impression of him was that he was a strange guy who always squinted his eyes and put on a fake smile, and was inexplicably respectful to her, but he didn't have any ulterior motives like those flatterers. Sometimes he even looked at her with resentment.

"Can he be trusted?" the eldest princess asked uncertainly.

"It has nothing to do with trust. At most, it can only be considered mutual benefit." Alvin is very clear about this. He never expects the other party to keep his promise.

On the contrary, the true way is to make yourself so strong that others dare not or even are unwilling to betray you.

"Look at what he did afterwards. Talking about trust with a stranger is meaningless."

"And that curse," Afrediya mused. "It feels a little off. It's different from any undead curse I've known before. Although it's also driven by negative energy, it seems to hold some secrets."

"Because it's not a curse created by humans." Alvin said concisely.

"Not humans? Elves? Dwarves? Or perhaps one of those otherworldly races from the Great Wilderness?" Afrediya looked puzzled. "Although there are some shamanic schools in the Great Wilderness that specialize in curses, I haven't heard they're good at manipulating negative energy."

"You're thinking in the wrong direction." Alvin shook his head, then raised his hand and pointed upwards.

"That curse comes from 'out there'."

"Outside? Outside!" Afrediya was a little confused at first, but then she quickly figured out what Ivan meant by that. Her face suddenly changed, and she realized that the truth of the matter was far more terrifying than she had imagined.

"Which one?" Although there was no one around, the eldest princess subconsciously lowered her voice.

"That stinking beast." Alvin said with disgust, as if just the name made him feel uncomfortable.

Indeed, for most players with normal aesthetic tastes, that guy is the most disgusting evil god. Even as an enemy, his subordinates are really too disgusting.

Therefore, players add "beast" after his code name "Stink", forming a nickname "Stinky Beast" that is both playful and highly ironic to call him.

"Stinking Beast? Could it be the Stinker?" Afrediya didn't quite understand at first, after all, it was a nickname created by the players, but then she held her breath.

This title was not unfamiliar to the people of Elrond.

Before they came to this wild land, cultists who believed in Nurse, the Eternal Sore and the Stinking One, were already entrenched here.

At that time, the royal family of Gusmith joined forces with the Storm Temple that believed in Odin. Under the watchful eye of the great god Odin, they used iron and fire to purify this miasma-filled land for several years before completely defeating them. The blood that flowed even dyed the earth a dark red.

To this day, there are still many forbidden areas in Elrond, which are the aftermath of the war.

Because the evil god himself did not fall, the cultists who were eliminated made a comeback again and again. They caused many horrific and serious vicious incidents, the most common of which were various plagues.

Fortunately, Elrond was known for his medical skills, and the Blood Order even formed a complete set of countermeasures. After the outbreak of the plague, they were able to quickly develop special drugs, and they also had many effective means to control the spread.

In the past hundred years, similar major plagues have rarely occurred, as if the cultists have really given up using this method.

Even so, the Eternal Boil is still a very terrifying evil god for every Elrond. After all, the plague does not care about wealth or status. It is a terrifying existence that indiscriminately pursues and kills everyone.

"Could it be that it's not a curse but a plague?" Afrediya's voice trembled slightly. Even though she had never experienced the plague mentioned by her elders, her rich knowledge made her understand how terrifying it was.

"No, it is a curse in essence, but it spreads in a similar way to a plague." Ivan said in a serious tone.

"Isn't that more dangerous than the ordinary plague..." Afrediya raised her hand to support her forehead and felt dizzy.

"Indeed, so we must return to Avonmore as soon as possible." Alvin nodded.

"I understand. I will notify the nearby temples as soon as possible and ask them to warn my father and others through special channels." Afrediya made a quick decision.

The most powerful temple in Elrond is the Temple of Storms, which is dedicated to the great god Odin.

Originally, no matter which righteous god a temple worships, it should not be involved in any political disputes.

On the one hand, this is a mutual understanding reached among the gods to avoid interfering too much in the material world.

On the other hand, regardless of whether the people supported by the temple can successfully come to power, after gaining power, they will be wary of the temple that has the ability and willingness to change the political landscape.

Even if we only look at the interests, we will not be welcomed regardless of success or failure, so it is better to always maintain a neutral attitude. Anyway, because of the gods, the temple forces have always had a transcendent status on the continent, and what they really care about is the people's beliefs.

But since this assassination involves the power of the evil god, the temple will most likely not sit still.

Even if your ruling class were to scramble against each other and kill each other's families, the Temple wouldn't intervene. But when it comes to the evil gods, sorry, there's no room for negotiation. All those involved with the evil gods and their influence will be thoroughly purged.

Over the past hundred years, the various vicious incidents caused by the evil god and his followers on the mainland have made all temples that believe in the righteous gods show a zero-tolerance attitude towards them.

Even the Goddess of Wealth, who always rejects fighting and advocates solving disputes through transactions, will not tolerate the existence of cultists, let alone an organization like the Temple of Odin, where every member has abundant martial virtues and whose doctrine clearly states that they will chase evil to the end of the world like the two wolves of the great god chasing the sun and the moon.

After returning to the room, Afrediya quickly wrote a letter recording the relevant content of the whole incident, but did not mention her current location. She only asked the temple to notify the royal family and stated that her brother Ostolfo would find a way to find her.

She then removed her gloves to reveal a jeweled bracelet hidden within.

She took down one of the deep gold stones that shone with an arcane luster. This gem, which can amplify spells, has a warm golden color similar to melted honey, so it is also called honey stone.

Although the name sounds somewhat everyday, this gem is worth at least 1000 gold pounds once it reaches its complete level.

The piece that Alvin is seeing now has not only been carefully cut into 57 facets by a gem craftsman, but has also been made into a magic gem by an alchemy master, and finally a high-level wizard has completed the spell attachment to make it into a gem scroll. It can be said to be priceless.

"What's wrong?" Afrediya asked in confusion after noticing his look.

"If it's just a message, is it necessary to use such an expensive thing? Aren't the gems used as spellcasting materials usually of 'broken' or 'cracked' grade?" Alvin said hesitantly.

"Of course it's necessary. Not only does the difficulty of casting a communication spell increase significantly with each kilometer increase, but those two levels of waste materials simply can't support the increased strength. Other spells capable of long-distance communication also have their own problems to contend with."

"Scrap..." When Ivan heard Afrediya call the low-level gems, his eyes twitched.

"The spell I'm about to cast is a continuous summoning spell, which exceeds my current casting level and requires a gem scroll."

"Also, with the exception of special creatures like familiars, whose magic is in tune with the summoner, ordinary summoned creatures cannot stray far from the caster. Without the latter's magical support, they will be expelled from the material world. Only by using schismite as a material to increase the spell's level and add metamorphosis can summoned creatures survive expulsion even when far away from the summoner. Of course, they will eventually return after a long time."

Afrediya briefly explained and then continued:

"Besides, although a complete grade of schliddenite isn't cheap, it's only around 1000 gold pounds."

"That's it..." Alvin was speechless for a while. He silently recalled when he first came here and those vampires whose teeth he forced to be collected because they were worth 1 gold pound.

"Okay, I'm going to cast the spell." After saying that, Afrediya focused her attention.

Soon, a circular magic circle emitting light appeared in the center of the room.

As the light intensity increased, a crisp "bang" sound was soon heard from inside, followed by a series of cheerful "woof woof woof" sounds.

A large golden dog jumped out from the magic circle. It barked a few times and then ran around Afrediya, its tail shaking rapidly behind it like a propeller. It was the young golden dog that had been summoned before.

"Ha, I know you are all worried about me. It's okay, I'm safe now." Afrediya hugged the dog's head and rubbed it, making it difficult for the latter to breathe.

"Evan, this is Sox, the good dog I summoned during my first summoning. Sox, this is Evan, my...good friend." Afrediya introduced the man and the dog to each other.

For some reason, Alvin found that the dog looked at him with a look of pride and vigilance.

"Okay, Sox, you have to deliver this letter to the nearest temple. Remember, don't delay on the way. This is very important."

"Also, except for Ostolfo, that handsome boy you met last time, no matter who summons you, don't tell them my current location." Holding the dog's head, Afrediya solemnly ordered.

An adult Shining Golden Hound is not only capable of short-distance space jumps, but also has intelligence that is no less than that of a human teenager. Even though this dog is still relatively young and not yet an adult, it can understand the Xuma language commonly used in human countries.

"Woof!" The golden-haired dog named Sox barked and raised one of its front paws to show that it understood.

Then, Afrediya stuffed the written letter into the collar hanging around its neck. The seemingly ordinary leather collar with the dog's name written on it was actually attached with a simple spell and had a certain storage function. Ivan's eyes widened when he saw it.

After accepting the mission, the Golden Dog rubbed its owner's calf, glared at Ivan threateningly, and then disappeared into the air with a "bang".

"Sox just hates strangers. He'll be fine once you get to know him better." Afrediya explained quickly after noticing that the man and the dog were not getting along.

"It's okay. Although I prefer cats, I don't hate dogs either." The corners of Ivan's mouth twitched slightly, but he still maintained his composure and never thought about dog meat hotpot or anything like that.

After the spell was cast, the surface of the golden stone cracked into several cracks, and it was obviously basically scrapped. At most, it could be ground into gem powder and used as an additive in some low-level potions.

"What a pity." Afrediya said helplessly as she looked at the cracked gem.

Didn’t you say this is nothing? Before Ivan could finish his words, he heard the princess speak again.

"This way, there will be another gap in the bracelet." Afrediya looked at the bracelet with regret and confusion. The gaps became more and more after losing a gem. It turned out that she was lamenting that the jewelry had become incomplete.

In fact, even after this spell and several previous battles, the bracelet still retained five gem scrolls. Alvin roughly estimated its remaining value, and then felt both hearts in his chest beating faster.

"What's wrong?" Afrediya asked after noticing his gaze.

"Oh, nothing much, it's just that I need gems to upgrade my talents, so I'm thinking about where to start."

"Huh? Is that so? If it's just complete-level gems, I'll have plenty when we get back to the capital." Afrediya said cheerfully, like a little girl happily sharing candy with her friends.

"The problem is that the complete level may not be enough." Alvin sighed dejectedly.

As the grade of the gemstone increases from low to high, its price will double. Broken, cracked, and intact are relatively common, but the more rare "excellent" and "flawless" are really out of stock.

And to upgrade his talents, he'll most likely need gems of at least 'Excellent' rank. The key is that he can't spend real money on it right now. He can't spend real money on it, he can't spend real money on it!!!

"Do you need a higher level? That would be a bit difficult, but if I remember correctly, the royal treasury seems to be..." Afrediya suddenly stopped talking, and a blush suddenly appeared on her cheeks.

She did remember that there was a flawless gem called 'Eternal Flame' in the royal treasury. That gem was an engagement token passed down from generation to generation in the Gusmith family. It had always been set in a pure gold ring and held by her mother Antonia.

At that time, her mother, who handed the ring to her with a painful expression, said firmly that she must never give such a shiny and good thing to others casually. If they divorced, she must get it back, otherwise it would be... well, in a sense, it could be said to be racially disqualified.

"It will probably take some time for the temple to receive the news and arrive. Let's rest first." Afrediya yawned as if to cover up and jumped onto the bed. Then she seemed to realize what she had just said, and her face became even redder.

"Well, you should take a nap." Alvin didn't think much about it. He just sat down on the floor and leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.

After the transformation, his need for sleep was almost reduced to the point of being unnecessary, but shallow water could also help him recover his mental state.

Seeing the black-haired boy's actions, Afrediya was stunned for a moment, then she puffed up her face and lay down on the bed with her clothes on.

After a while, she suddenly whispered.

"Aiwen, are you asleep?"

"Ah."

"...Why would you reply when you're asleep?"

"Zzzzz"

"Oh." Afrediya sighed worriedly. The thought that the cultists who had not taken action for a hundred years might be plotting something made her so worried that she couldn't sleep at all.

"Don't worry, we will change everything." Alvin's voice was steady and soothing without a trace of anxiety.