Star Forge Titan

Taking advantage of this time, Alvin raised his hand and grabbed the treeman warrior who was in the way. He clenched his five fingers together, and with the sound of poisonous branches breaking, magical light dissipated, and the treeman warrior's head was directly crushed!

Then, he raised his leg and stomped it down suddenly. The magic light dissipated again, and the treeman warrior who was hugging his leg had his chest crushed by one step!

As for the four hanging in his hands, Alvin suddenly stopped and swung his arms forward. The inertia threw them directly into the air close at hand. Then he slashed with the sword again, and all four treeman warriors were killed like splitting wood!

The last remaining Treeman warrior still clung to the boy's back, attempting to claw at his eyeballs with its sharp claws. However, its pointed wooden fingers encountered a layer of invisible scales on the surface of his closed eyelids. The natural armor granted by the ancient dragon blood factor rendered the Treeman warrior's efforts futile, unable to even leave a scratch.

"How annoying!" As if announcing the end of the battle, the tall black-haired warrior uttered the first words after the war began.

A crack appeared between the eyebrows, and a deep blue gem appeared like a third eye!

The original magic rolled and turned into dark golden light. A burst of rock spears suddenly emerged from the back of the heavy rock armor, lifting the last treeman warrior high up and stabbing him into countless pieces.

At this moment, Alvin was only one step away from Vero Dixia.

He held the long sword tightly in his hand, but did not swing it out immediately. Instead, he swung it out with a Crusher heavy pistol that appeared in his other hand at some point!

A red flame spurted out from the muzzle, and the self-propelled gem bomb hit the fallen druid with explosive elemental power.

But at the last moment, Alvin saw a smile on the other person's face.

Immediately, the flames of the explosion illuminated the dim sewer.

Dust flew up and turned into smoke that obscured the view.

From behind the smoke came Willow Dishia's voice, calm yet with a hint of surprise.

"I'm really surprised that you were forced to this point by two low-level transcendents."

When the dust settled, the intact fallen druid crossed his arms over his chest, but his whole body was bent backwards almost into a circle, with vines all over his body dancing wildly, like the living snake hair of a Gorgon.

In front of Willow, who was standing in such a strange posture, a dark green translucent spirit blocked all attacks.

Its appearance resembled the Fallen Druid himself, completely transformed into wood. Its branches intertwined to form two curved angles that extended one after the other. Its body was composed entirely of trees and vines, and a variety of flowers blossomed along the vines, spewing out a colorful mist of pollen.

The spirit was a circle larger than Vero herself. The lower body was a little blurry, but the part above the chest was very clear.

"It's finally used." Alvin looked at the spirit without surprise.

He had anticipated this long before he determined the other party's rank.

That is the biggest trump card of the third-level transcendent—transcendent soul!

Chapter 44: Soul Liberation

The power of the soul.

This is humanity's only chance to get on the same starting line as other races.

It was like a gift prepared by the gods for this ordinary race that seemed to be born from dust.

That will present the true image of the soul of the extraordinary person, which is a summary of his past life and a collection of his thoughts. It is a transcendent soul that has spread its wings out from the cocoon of the mortal world!

The extraordinary people who embark on the Path of the Fire Sword and enter the third level can use their own magic power as a medium to project their gradually upgraded souls into the material world in the form of a doppelganger called a 'super spirit body', and carry out various interferences by consuming magic power and vitality.

Moreover, everyone's transcendent soul has different abilities. Those who have just reached the third level of transcendence can only use the most basic ones, such as consuming magic power for defense or attack.

Only by truly seeing your true self, understanding your inner demands, and realizing your root wishes can you liberate your own special soul power.

At the moment, Vero Dishia's 'super spirit' looked like an enlarged and completely mutated fallen druid. It was the true image of her soul composed of self-awareness deep in her heart.

The twisted and tangled branches and vines are entangled into devilish horns that grow diagonally backwards, and the complex flowers on the body form a strange long dress that dazzles and makes people feel insane.

Twenty percent of her super spiritual body was already very clear, and various details could be seen clearly, while the rest was like mist, constantly solidifying and dispersing.

This shows that Willow Dishia has indeed stepped onto the second step of the Fire Sword Road.

After emerging from the initial period of confusion and lack of direction, the Transcendent will begin constructing the second stage, the "Foundation," within the first stage of the Path of the Fire Sword, the "Kingdom." Only third-level Transcendents at this stage can project their souls into the material world as "super-spiritual doppelgangers."

The key point was that Vero Dishia's soul image revealed a very clear face. This meant that she had recognized her own inner desires and root wishes, and was able to initially release a portion of the soul power of her super soul.

When this power is fully molded, it will reach the third stage of "Glory", and can fully utilize the power of the soul to fight.

By then, although there is still a long way to go before stimulating all the soul power, the third-level transcendent with the "Glory" casting has already opened up a substantial difference from other transcendents, so it can easily defeat low-level transcendents who are several times stronger than themselves.

"Retreat, the other party has used the 'super spirit' to enter the 'duplicate' state. It is difficult for us to pose a threat to her before her magic power and vitality are exhausted." Khayang said rationally and decisively. He raised his hand and prepared to release the fog magic that would interfere with the vision, and then slip away.

Alvin shook his head and looked at the fallen man who summoned the terrifying spirit not far away. He felt unexpectedly calm in his heart.

After coming to this world, he initially only wanted to gain the power to save his life. Even when he helped Afrediya, it was based on the idea that reducing disasters would better protect himself.

There are actually a lot of selfish factors involved, and Alvin himself is clearly aware of this and fully accepts the reality that there is a dark side in his heart.

But when he actually saw the miserable lives of the common people of Elrond, he felt as if an invisible hammer was hitting his heart.

Yes, even if you travel to another world, wrongdoings still happen in the human world, and suffering still shrouds the lives of most people. But the biggest difference is...

At this moment, he already has the power to change.

He is no longer the young man who buried his true ideals and went with the flow, being tossed around and beaten by society.

After grasping the authority of power, his mentality also changed.

No, to be more precise, it was not a change, but the revival of those real ideas that had been buried too early. It was the birth of a willful idealist!

Once in the game, Alvin experienced countless tragedies. Even if they were just plots within the game, he and his friends still tried their best to change those tragedies, because they had a firm heart and the power to change at that time, because they believed that doing so was the right thing to do!

And now, Palladio was his reality, and he did have the power to change it.

The evil growth of the Black Forest caused the extinction of countless lives in the world of Palladia, and the peaceful and natural kingdom of the Great Wilderness Forest was almost completely destroyed.

Indeed, these had nothing to do with him as a time traveler. He could rely on his familiarity with the plot to hide in a safe place and wait for others to resolve the disaster.

In reality, even with the Skeleton Tide, after Lind of the Central Empire had resisted the pressure and completed the magical industrialization, he could have launched a counterattack and ended the disaster. He could have hidden in the dark and watched Afrediya continue to be hunted down.

but……

"Now that you're here, don't be in a hurry to leave." Willow chuckled, and the dark green spirit showed the same smile on its face.

"In those pristine rocks, the bird spirit pecked open the solid seeds." The fallen druid began to chant her own poem, and the transcendent soul behind her made the same sound.

The verses recited in duet form a strange harmony that echoes continuously in the enclosed environment of the sewer.

"Poem of the soul, words of liberation... Ha, yes, since you are here, you might as well not leave." There was also a hint of a smile on Ivan's face, but there was an undisguised murderous intent in it.

If we kill the culprit named Vero Dishia here, will the natural disaster of Black Forest Evil be eliminated?

This idea, which had emerged when he first met the other person, took root deep in Alvin's heart.

Instead of turning around and leaving, he raised the Crusher heavy pistol and pulled the trigger completely.

In full-automatic shooting mode, all self-propelled gem bombs are fired out in one breath.

Seeing this, Willow, who had entered the doppelganger state, did not stop chanting. She just raised her hand, and the super spiritual doppelganger behind her used her arms to block the front. The self-propelled gem bombs were like hitting an invisible wall, all hovering in the air.

The flames spewing from the end could not make them move any further, and they could only tremble and press against the surface of the super spirit in vain until they exhausted all their propulsion force and fell to the ground. Finally, the elemental crystals at the position of the warhead were detonated due to a secondary collision.

Flames shot up into the sky, but did not cause any harm to Willow Dishia.

Seeing this scene, Alvin's expression was very calm.

He had already guessed that the attack was unlikely to be effective. After all, it was just a basic version of the gem bomb, and the target was ordinary units rather than elite enemies.

Moreover, he also knew that the opponent was about to launch the "Soul Liberation" to attack with the power of the soul, and he lacked a powerful means of attack and was unable to penetrate the "super spirit body" to interrupt the chanting process.

The soul power of a third-level transcendent is not yet complete, and at most can only complete the initial liberation. If you want to truly release all the soul power, you must at least reach the fourth level and become a "Crown Wearer" before you can do so.

Moreover, he had already experienced the opponent's fully liberated soul power in the game. It was a control skill that covered a huge range and would conduct a round of death test based on willpower for all challengers. Those with too low health or insufficient willpower would die instantly.

He knew this, but the other party didn't know that he knew it.

and so……

"There's still a chance." Ivan took a few steps back, looking as if he was going to move with Khayon.

Hearing his words, the black-robed wizard's fake smile didn't change at all. After using the necromancy spell to summon a black mist, the guy turned around and rushed to another passage, leaving only one sentence:

"Sorry, I can't keep you company!"

Alvin was not surprised by the traitor's behavior. The higher the level, the greater the gap in rank between the extraordinary people. It is almost impossible for low-level extraordinary people to challenge high-level extraordinary people.

At the moment, they have a first-level barbarian and a second-level spirit master. Although they add up to three, it does not mean that they can deal with a third-level one together according to common sense.

Of course, that's under normal circumstances...

On the other hand, Ai knew that Khayon's current behavior was meaningless. If Willow was ready to launch a conventional spell attack, the black-robed wizard might still have a chance to succeed.

But now...

"Eternity comes to this world wetly." The fallen druid uttered the last chant.

Just as another world overlapped with the material world, a large number of plants emerged in the sewers without any symptoms, and the road was completely blocked by dense branches and leaves. The escaping Khayon was instantly entangled by the vines controlled by Willow and hung upside down.

"Come, face the truest fear in your heart." Willow spread her palm flat in front of her bright red lips and blew gently.

The "super spirit" doppelganger behind him also made the same movement, and in the palm of the super spirit, an enchanting black rose was blooming.

The petals of the black rose fell one by one, and a burst of black pollen floated forward like ashes blown by the wind, quickly covering Ivan and Khayon.

The expressions on their faces gradually became dull, and the magic power around them began to dissipate.

Finn of Fear, the soul-liberating power of Vero Dishia.

Even at the initial liberation, anyone who smells the flower will fall into the most terrifying memories in their heart and continue to sink in fear until they completely collapse and fall into self-destruction at the soul level.

The first to be hit was Khayon, who was further away. The fake smile on his face completely disappeared, replaced by an incomparable anger and uncontrollable sadness.

The sound of the orphanage gate being destroyed rang in my ears again. Those tall figures rushed in and took away one child after another. Hiding in the cellar, I could only cry and pray for the arrival of the light.

But in the end, in the cold and silent dark cellar, I was the only one curled up in the dust.

No one can be trusted, only yourself is real.

A distorted expression appeared on the black-robed wizard's face. His soul was stained with darkness and he was about to fall into an abyss from which there was no return.

But at the last moment, the pair of eyes that had been narrowed into slits suddenly opened, and in a trance, the young necromancer seemed to see a small figure in a white dress carrying a basket full of bread walking into the distance.

"Don't go..." An inhumanly hoarse voice gushed out uncontrollably from the depths of Khayon's throat.

The pitch-black flames surged out from the deepest part of the soul, burning the flesh and blood, scorching the skeleton, and staining the white bones with a metallic color.

Like a demon, Khayon struggled to crawl forward, his flesh and blood were melted away, but endless power surged from his soul. It was courage, hope, and everything he thought he had abandoned forever.

In reality, Khayon's ferocious expression gradually became peaceful, and a pitch-black flame ignited from his wrist, burning himself while completely destroying all the chains that bound him!

On the other side, Alvin, who was trapped in an illusion, let out a long sigh.

He had expected to hear countless questions and doubts about the painful memories in his heart, but the scene before him was not the reality of another world, but a seemingly endless army of undead covering the mountains and plains.

These monsters are not skeletons and ghouls in the traditional sense, but more like groups of armored death knights or hideous giants clad in inert metal and driven by souls.

The Death Knights were launching continuous wave charges in the form of an army group, causing the already precarious defense line of Lind's army to completely collapse. In the distance stood three Apocalypse-class Undead Colossi as huge as mountains!

"New calendar 1926, the year of despair." A hint of a nostalgic smile appeared on Ivan's lips.

By then, the Skeleton Tide had already been going on for thirty years, and the war had also lasted for thirty years. Relying on a terrifying tactic of fighting to feed the war, the fallen high-level transcendents on their side were constantly transformed into high-level undead on the enemy side.

Nearly half of the Central Empire Lind's territory fell. In front of them were 3.5 million undead, and behind them was Lind's capital, Lutetia. They had no way to retreat!

"Despair...?" Alvin looked down at the distant land beneath his feet.

At this point in time, he was already a fifth-level giant spirit driver!

Divine flesh and blood are buried in the huge mechanical body, and the ultimate magical weapon called the Colossus stands tall on the battlefield!

This huge weapon is covered in extremely thick white armor, but its limbs are exceptionally slender, like a teenager who has been urged to grow up prematurely. On its back are two pairs of silver-white metal wings made of steel.

After a series of bloody battles, the surface of the external armor is covered with various traces of damage and repairs. Rather than being a magical weapon, it looks more like a mutilated undead that is unwilling to die!

Only 30% of the divine flesh and blood of the organic part remains, and the remaining 60% has been completely replaced by magical machinery.

As for the other ten percent, they have already been spread across the battlefield, accompanied by enemy blood that is several times their own mass!

As he recalled, during this war, he was alone guarding the main city gate of Lutetia, nicknamed the Gate of Heaven, and single-handedly blocked the main force of 400,000 undead and an Apocalypse-class undead colossus.

Even later, the three Lich Lords riding the bone dragons to continuously harass and attack still could not break through this ultimate line of defense!

In the end, he belatedly cremated one of them with a quenching cannon, and cast the deadly God-killing curse into the bodies of the other two.

Strength slipped away like sand through fingers, and pain surged along the neural connections. Eventually, Heaven's Gate fell, but that was after all civilians were successfully evacuated.

The smile on Ivan's face became more and more wanton and arrogant.

He once changed tragedy in the virtual world.

Now, it’s reality’s turn!