Star Forge Titan

He looked at the huge caravan with three Komidon beasts and more than three-digit camels. It was hard to imagine that any bandits would have any intention of targeting a caravan of this size.

The harsh natural environment of the Silent Desert alone means that the number of bandits lurking in the wild cannot reach an exaggerated level.

"Robber, well, you could say that."

Heidi sighed pretentiously, then gave a somewhat chilling smile.

"But those guys not only want to rob the goods, they also don't want to let go of the flesh and blood of us skinny merchants."

?

Alvin frowned, feeling that the living environment in this hell seemed much worse than he had expected.

As if noticing the boy's confusion, Heidi shook her head and continued:

"Only one kind of bandit would attack a caravan stronger than his own."

As if recalling something, the female mage with the same hair color as Alvin showed a very obvious look of disgust on her face.

"The completely crazy kind."

Chapter 5 Carnivorous Bees

The silent desert, the unkind sand dunes, a desolate place filled with malice.

In the leeward side, there was a makeshift camp consisting of dirty tents and strange livestock.

Although the sun had already sunk halfway below the horizon, the light from the campfire still illuminated the dirty and messy tent.

A bonfire made of dead trees burned quietly on the sand, and the bright red flames constantly licked the roasting food above.

However, it was not a greasy roast goose, or a peppery roast beef, or other common food, but an arm with its five fingers curled up into a ball due to the high temperature, a human arm that was randomly roasted to three-quarters rare over a campfire.

Soon, this special piece of roast meat was roughly grabbed by another hand with the same appearance, and then brought to the bloody mouth full of sharp teeth to be bitten wantonly.

The originally square teeth, after being deliberately polished by the owner with stones and gravel, have become sharp triangles like sharks, which can easily tear off strips of meat from the roasted arm.

Of course, they could just as easily tear the same thing off a living person's arm.

The entire camp was unusually quiet, without the usual noise and bustle of ordinary camps. The only sounds were the sounds of people biting and swallowing flesh.

Suddenly, a rider came rushing in from outside with a cloud of dust. The rider was riding a two-legged desert hunting lizard, which is a very rare mount in the desert area.

In addition, the rider also has a set of sharp teeth like the members of the camp.

"East, east! Meat! Lots of meat! A lot of meat and money!!!"

The sharp voice of the young rider, who was still in the voice change period, spread quickly, and the sounds of biting, chewing and swallowing flesh were all choked.

After a short time of about a breath, the roar that sounded more like a wild beast than intelligent life instantly filled the entire camp. The murderous roar broke through the fence and spread to all directions, like a group of wolves smelling blood.

The hunt is about to begin!

On the other side, a large caravan affiliated with the Golden Sand Chamber of Commerce was also preparing to set up camp.

The temperature difference between day and night in the desert is extremely large, and it is often accompanied by various bad weather. Even a caravan of their size would not travel overnight.

Standing on the head of a Komidon beast that was lying down to rest, Alvin looked down from above at the open tents below.

A few days had passed since Heidi picked him up, and he had begun to adapt to the unique environment and lifestyle of the desert.

This includes various desert-style dishes flavored with pomegranate juice, and the annoying grains of sand that always get into your shoes or stuck in your hair.

To be honest, although chicken rice seasoned with pomegranate juice sounds a bit like a dark dish, it turned out to be surprisingly good after trying it.

Moreover, after such a long time, suddenly eating rice or something similar to rice is really a touching and happy thing.

In addition, Alvin also fully verified the new power he mastered.

Although the foundation of the Great Mystery World focuses on enhancing and stimulating the potential of the soul, the pure magic power flowing out of the flawless gem also strengthens the body of the recipient to a certain extent.

As all aspects of quality were improved, the two attributes of 'Agility' and 'Charm' on the system panel also entered the perfect realm beyond the value of 30.

This directly stimulates the high-level attribute reward talents [Perfect Appearance] and [Perfect Speed] that replace the original talents.

Compared to [Perfect Strength] and [Perfect Body], whose abilities and characteristics are very simple and straightforward after strength and physique attributes enter the perfect realm, the two new talents require Alvin to practice for a period of time before he can fully master them.

However, this also means that the characteristics contained in the new talents are more operational.

The former [Perfect Appearance] can be regarded as an advancement of [Power of Power].

In addition to the strong attraction to highly compatible targets regardless of race or gender, the new talent directly transforms the invisible and intangible charm like air into a practical and controllable force. After further mastery, the holder can even adjust his or her own presence with ease.

The latter [Perfect Speed] even handed an admission ticket related to the space element to Alvin.

[Perfect Speed] has a special attribute called 'Phase Shift', which allows the owner to touch space itself when moving at high speed, and even transform the body from solid to nothingness to directly pass through obstacles or even enemies themselves.

Moreover, after further developing his talent based on this, even more powerful abilities such as 'space movement' and 'space barrier', Alvin has a 70 to 80 percent chance of impacting them.

Putting aside his new talent, Ivan now finds that even without using magic, his pure physical strength is comparable to the fake O Knight in the special effects drama of his previous life, and he is even on the same level as those masked O Knight big brothers in the Showa period whose data does not make sense.

Other changes are related to meditation. It is as if an extremely detailed blueprint has been stuffed into Ivan's mind. The originally vague image of the Giant God Soldier in the consciousness space is gradually transforming into the appearance of the Golden Knight Disgulan, and the details are becoming clearer and clearer. It is probably only a matter of time before it is completely replicated.

This made Alvin recall the words that the system transmitted into his consciousness when he activated the destruction protocol.

Perhaps, after completely replicating the relevant design blueprints of the Golden Knight Disgulan, Alvin can rely on the power of his core talent [Reshaping the World] and use the core of the divine skeleton frame compressed into an egg shape in the lepton space as a basis, so that the combat agent that has been destroyed by self-explosion can once again stand on the earth!

However, doing so would inevitably require an astronomical amount of magic power. In addition, the giant god form is already a big consumer of electricity, so the problem of increasing its own magic power reserves is imminent.

How to solve this problem is what Alvin must face in order to further improve his strength.

But such a huge amount of magic power is no longer something that ordinary extraordinary jobs can provide.

Frowning as he recalled several relatively unpopular extraordinary job descriptions in his mind, Alvin couldn't help but feel a headache.

Perhaps it was because the Titans' views on the amount of magic reserves were a "slightly" different from those of modern transcendents, so he thought for a long time but couldn't find a relatively suitable target.

"It's a headache. I don't know if there are any suitable third-level rituals or hidden jobs in the desert area." As soon as he finished speaking, Alvin immediately shook his head.

No, what am I thinking? This barren region even has fewer Transcendents than other regions, not to mention the hidden classes that require long-term inheritance and extensive research to create.

Ivan dismissed the seemingly unrealistic idea and suddenly looked towards the outskirts of the camp.

His sixth sense gift gave him a slight electric shock-like sensation between his eyebrows.

Moreover, the soul-made weapon disguised as an ordinary hand axe on the back of his waist trembled unusually.

Perhaps because of Ivan's behavior in the previous battle, he was in a bad mood. After arriving in the Silent Desert, Karlbant, the core of the soul-made weapon, fell into complete silence.

As long as no orders are given, this guy will completely shrink into the axe and play dead, as if he is even more dull than the artificially created forged steel soul in the holy sword burning justice.

Without hesitation, Alvin grabbed the horn beside him and blew out a low sound like thunder in one breath.

After a brief pause, all the caravan employees who heard the horn immediately sprang into action. Although the newly joined guard was young, he was still a transcendent after all, and his sense of danger was definitely stronger than that of an ordinary person.

Moreover, as members of the caravans that often traveled through the silent desert, they knew better than ordinary residents of desert cities how dangerous this land was.

There is nothing to be afraid of being overly cautious, but you must never be careless even once.

The former is at most a waste of energy, while the latter may directly cost you your life.

It turned out that these ordinary but smart caravan employees made the right choice.

At dusk, before nightfall, the caravan, having drawn their weapons and arranged their camels and Komidon beasts in a circle around them, was attacked without warning by the 'carnivorous bees'.

The so-called "carnivorous bees" do not actually refer to any dangerous insects, but rather to the barbaric nomadic tribes entrenched outside the city-states. The harsh environment has made them accustomed to making a living by robbery and grazing, and they even regard fellow human travelers and merchants as food.

Furthermore, these savage nomads possess the secret technique of taming the Desert Hunter, a rare bipedal creature said to contain a tiny amount of blue dragon blood, allowing it to move across the desert faster than the finest camel or horse.

Their mad bloodlust, coupled with the amazing speed of their mounts on desert lizards, make the savage nomadic tribe 'Carnivorous Bees' one of the most dangerous forces in the desert.

Some even say they are responsible for more bloodshed than the natural disasters known as sandstorms.

At this moment, with their backs to the red setting sun that was slowly sinking into the ground, a group of figures riding on desert lizards were screaming and rushing towards the camp of the Golden Sand Caravan.

Seeing this scene, the veteran employees who had worked for the Golden Sands Caravan for some time remained remarkably calm. They knew that their boss, though a beautiful woman, could fight against hundreds or even thousands of ordinary soldiers.

But many young caravan members could not help but feel weak in the knees. They had heard countless horrific stories about the desert cannibals 'carnivorous bees' from their parents since they were young.

Before this, they might have just laughed it off as a story, but after actually seeing the living "carnivorous bees", these young people couldn't help but panic.

At this moment, the young employee's shaking hands couldn't even hold the weapon for self-defense.

then……

Then, they saw the 'carnivorous bee' being driven off.

To be more precise, he was taken down single-handedly by one person!!!

Chapter 6: The Black Knights

"For the death-thirsty god who bathes in blood and chews skulls!"

Sharp cries were heard from afar, and desert lizards with scales of different colors stretched out their slender but powerful hind legs, running at an extremely fast speed across the dry and hot desert.

Their spread toes can create a larger force-bearing area, thus preventing their feet from sinking into overly soft sand like horses. At the same time, the sharp hooked claws at the end can easily tear large chunks of flesh from prey.

In addition, perhaps to increase deterrence, or perhaps it was a special custom of the barbaric nomadic tribe, the carnivorous bees inserted skinned skulls onto wooden spears, and then, like a peacock spreading its tail, erected the fan-shaped spears behind the saddle.

The more powerful the carnivorous bee hunter, the more exaggerated the decoration on the back of the saddle.

Most of them only have three skulls installed, while a few elite ones have four. The original owners of the skulls are said to have been very powerful prey in their lifetime. When the carnivorous bee members encounter a stronger opponent and defeat the opponent, they will replace the skulls decorated on their backs according to the last-place elimination method.

The only strange thing is that the weapons wielded by this group of carnivorous bee tribe members are not gleaming metal weapons, but maces, stone knives, or stone spears made of sharp obsidian.

Similarly, only one-third of the people in the Golden Sand Caravan possessed metal weapons, while the others also held stone weapons, which were at most better made than those in the hands of the cannibal tribe.

Ivan secretly took note of this, and after hearing the battle cry of the "Meat-Eating Bee", he suddenly understood why Karbant had made the noise before.

Oh, it turns out that even in remote corners like the Silent Desert there are believers who believe in those twisted beings.

And it seems that he is still a fanatic...

Holding the hand axe on his back, Ian suddenly realized that his next action seemed a little subtle.

Because he is about to use weapons made from the Terror Demon to attack and even kill the Terror fanatics who believe in Terror.

Emmmmmm, I hope that big dog-headed man in the deep hell doesn't get too angry about this. Of course, regardless of whether he's angry or not, the evil spirits that need to be sent to hell still need to be sent there, although that guy probably doesn't care where the blood comes from, as long as there's enough...

After all he'd been through, Ivan naturally wouldn't show mercy to the brutal cannibals. Just as a beast that had tasted human blood must be killed immediately, the screaming animals before him could no longer be considered human.

Cannibalism is such an ugly and sad thing.

The members of the Carnivorous Bee Tribe who did this were no longer human beings. They were a group of evil spirits, a group of hungry evil spirits.

Holding the reins in his hand, on the other end of the reins was an exceptionally tall black horse. Two days ago, Heidi lent this horse to Ivan as a mount.

It is said that this horse has an excellent bloodline. It was originally a high-end product that the Chamber of Commerce accidentally obtained and intended to give as a gift to the upper-class nobles of the city-state.

The black horse was named "Sanwang," meaning "horse king as tall as a mountain." Rather than describing it as a steed, it was more like a giant horse, a giant-like horse with an astonishingly large size.

Shanwang has an exaggerated physique of 2.79 meters tall. Its height is even slightly taller than Alvin, and its weight reaches 1567 kilograms, which is a terrifying level of more than 1.5 tons.

The giant horse is pure black with only dark red hair showing in the mane. Its body is filled with explosively bulging muscles. Judging from its appearance alone, it does not look like a thoroughbred racehorse at all.

But it seems that only a giant horse like Sanwang, who is extremely strong and tall, has enough strength to lift up Ivan in his true appearance.

Of course, horses are often proud animals, and this is especially true for the Mountain King, who has possessed an amazing physique since childhood.

Patting his new partner's back, which was taller than an ordinary person's head, Alvin couldn't help but recall the scene when he first met Sanwang.

The giant black horse panted and forced itself to move forward. Behind it, more than a dozen strong grooms who were pulling the reins were dragged down, but even so, they were unable to stop it from moving forward.

Such a challenge full of testosterone, any man with balls can't refuse the opportunity to give it a try!

Thus, the descendants of Titans who had undergone the mystical ritual and were over two meters tall, and the giant horses who were born extraordinary and were also over two meters tall, engaged in a pure wrestling match on the flat sand dunes without any external factors intervening!

After a 'long' fight lasting more than three minutes, Alvin tried his best to control the situation on the field and finally tamed the giant horse without breaking the mountain king's neck.

While he was thinking, the specially made heavy saddle inlaid with golden rivets had been fixed to the back of the Mountain King by the members of the Chamber of Commerce, and the screaming cannibals also came to the outskirts of the camp.

Unexpectedly, these bloodthirsty lunatics did not attack immediately, but Alvin noticed that the experienced old guys in the caravan all showed expressions of reluctance, as if they knew what would happen next.

There was no need to ask questions, the facts before him quickly told Alvin the answer.

I saw a member of the Carnivorous Bee Tribe who was over 1.9 meters tall and was considered extremely strong and tall among mortals. He drove the lizard hunter to the front of the crowd.

His mount is a Desert Lizard King that is larger and stronger than other lizards and has a fleshy crest on its head.

This animal is the leader of the desert hunting lizard tribe. Not only does it have a stronger body than ordinary members, it sometimes also possesses strange spell-like abilities, such as spraying electric shocks, anesthetic saliva or poison gas, etc. Some scholars use this to judge that the desert hunting lizard may have a small amount of dragon bloodline.

The guy riding the Desert Lizard King was only wearing a pair of leather pants, and his hairstyle was a Mohawk similar to the fleshy crest on the lizard's head. His exposed body was covered with hideous scars, and the decorations on the saddle were extremely exaggerated.