Star Forge Titan

The monkeys on both sides of the river kept crying, whistling and meowing mixed together, but surprisingly, Alvin did not find it noisy. Instead, he subconsciously shook his head and smiled.

After changing from the giant form back to human form, the Titan's bloodline's body shape changed again. After taking off the diplomat ring, his human size remained at the normal human standard, about 1.9 meters.

But Alvin knew that this was just a low-energy state similar to walking.

The awakening of soul power allowed him to further purify the Titan genetic factors, which were not only present in the bloodline, but also information that continuously crossed the timeline through inheritance, or in other words, an indelible meme.

It is this meme that gives Alvin the ability to influence matter. His core talent [Reshaping the World] is one of the most intuitive manifestations of this ability, and the matter that can be influenced naturally includes his own body.

Now, as long as he concentrates a little, Ivan's spirit, which has become increasingly powerful due to the awakening of soul power, will interfere with his body, allowing him to immediately transform into a form more suitable for combat, that is, after undergoing the transformation of the Angel of Death's secret ritual, with three lungs and two hearts, and a height of nearly three meters, he looks like a powerful demigod on earth.

"It's almost as convenient as Fake O Knight transforming."

Although he muttered this, Alvin did not take off the ring on his hand. Instead, he looked at the simple-shaped magic ring on his ring finger with an extremely nostalgic expression.

"Once the desert situation is over, let's go back to the north."

After a quick wash and a change into loose-fitting new clothes, Ivan relaxed into the captain's seat. These clothes were all made by the cats and bugs during their wartime preparations. God knows how many skills these little guys have mastered through learning machines. Perhaps they could help Brad later.

Although there are many related matters after the battle, Ivan is now in a semi-shutdown state after high consumption. Although the remaining magic power in his body is recovering in an orderly manner, he seems "lazy" and unwilling to move. It is estimated that he can't help much for the time being, so it is better to leave it to Brad and other companions of the Free Fist.

In addition, the various changes that occurred in Ivan after the awakening of his soul power are also worth noting.

The originally violent and unruly primitive magic now flows quietly in the body like ordinary water, but beneath its surface there is indeed a more surging power than before.

He gently opened his palms and mobilized his own magic power, immediately experiencing strange sensations in several places on his body. Through the open collar and exposed parts of his shirt, he could see oval, azure-blue crystals appearing between the black-haired boy's eyebrows, on the backs of his hands, and in the center of his chest. A small patch of complex, glowing pattern, resembling a circuit board, could be vaguely seen on the skin surrounding the crystals.

Ivan was not puzzled by this. For the extraordinary people, this actually meant further sublimation of the body. It was also a direct manifestation of the awakening of soul power leading to the strengthening of one's own will, which in turn exerted an influence on the physical body.

In the future, these changes in the body will continue to deepen as the extraordinary people advance. After surpassing the fourth level and reaching the fifth level, which symbolizes perfection, they will even show the ultimate sublimation form that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

Moreover, even now, magic power will be further strengthened when flowing through these areas, and magic power can be accumulated in them to become additional mana pools. Some excellent high-level spellcasters can even use these new sublimated tissues as a medium to further enhance the effects of their own spells.

However, for Alvin, who already possessed the Pool of Light, the increased mana was merely icing on the cake. Instead, it was a good option to use it as a release port to emit powerful spell energy that ordinary tissues could not withstand.

With a casual wave of his hand, the crystalline tissue on the back of his hand began to glow, and then gathered into a dazzling spear of light that pierced through the palm of his hand.

It was a highly concentrated form of magic condensed from primordial incantations. If ordinary biological tissue came into contact with it, it would be carbonized and burned in the blink of an eye by the violent primordial magic. If combined with Ivan's newly awakened soul power, it would be easy to forcibly transform any object it touched into light.

"Things like spears and lances don't seem very auspicious. Let's try something different."

Muttering to himself a joke that no one could understand, the young man clasped his five fingers together. His flesh and blood, which should have been burned by the high concentration of magic polymer, were not damaged at all. Instead, the light that penetrated his palm violently deformed between his five clasped fingers, and finally turned into a sharp lightsaber that shot forward. From time to time, a few strands of dynamic arc light emanated from between his fingers.

After trying out his new ability, Alvin waved his hand to disperse the magic lightsaber he had created with his bare hands.

In fact, compared to these "small" changes in his body, what really concerned him was the awakening of his own soul power.

The power that can control the light in the surrounding environment as soon as it awakens, and further give it various physical properties, and even forcibly convert other substances into light, is really exaggerated.

If combined with his original core talent, [Reshape the World], Ivan could use several times less energy than before, instantly using light, which imparts various physical properties, as a material to create various structures, ranging from delicate to massive. Furthermore, he could easily think of ten or nine possible uses.

Moreover, Alvin also knew that the door to the third level was completely open to him. He only needed to choose any ceremony to complete the promotion naturally.

As for the choice of ceremony, he had already thought it through.

The ultimate skill of Storm Fighting Holy Fist - Force String Domination shows high applicability in forward combat, from attack to defense, etc. It can even be used to speed up one's own movement speed or adjust the trajectory of attack spells and weapons from a distance.

It cannot be said that it is not strong, it is indeed strong and has unlimited potential.

If one wants to integrate this power more thoroughly into one's own system, the best career advancement option is of course the corresponding Fist Fighter series.

As for the job combination required for promotion to the fifth level, its essence is actually the interaction of multiple talents, which provide each other with high-efficiency and positive bonuses to form a complete system.

This does not conflict with Ivan's choice at all, because his core talent [Reshaping the World] has almost universal adaptability and can achieve exponential combination enhancements with almost any talent that exceed ordinary addition and subtraction.

"The Fist of the Sky, or the Sky Fighter?"

Having made his choice, Alvin no longer hesitated. Once he completed the preparations for the ceremony, he would successfully become a true third-level upper-level transcendent.

Uh, subtle and not very exciting.

Pursing his lips, Alvin took out a piece of incomplete stone fragment from the lepton space.

This was the only trophy on the Witch King Hopt's body. Facing a punch that could completely destroy the Witch King's beast body with its powerful recovery ability, it was impossible for ordinary items to leave any trace.

But any other spoils that might be left behind would indeed pale in comparison.

Because, this is one-fifth of the Gaia disc fragment!

Chapter 70: Burning Desert

It was a piece of debris with some texture on the surface.

It looks ordinary, like an ordinary stone that fell from some ruins.

Despite this, Alvin felt that there were many things about it that were inconsistent with its ordinary appearance. Just in terms of weight, it was not what an ordinary stone should have. Instead, it was more like a metal object that felt heavy in the hand.

Although he didn't try, the black-haired boy vaguely realized that even if he used the soul power he had just mastered, he would not be able to crush it.

Could the technology of the Giant Kingdom era have done this?

A question naturally arises in my mind, and the answer is very easy to guess.

The so-called Gaia Disc is most likely not a pure creation of the Giant Kingdom, but a rare treasure left behind by some beings that have left this continent or even the surface of this planet. It is a Titan creation with a long history.

At the very least, the technology used to manufacture the Gaia Disc definitely came from the Titans. Otherwise, it would be impossible to resist the soul power of a Titan descendant like himself, even if it was just a rudimentary soul power that had just awakened.

You know, even compared with the phantom of the king's soul in the body of the sandworm king in his memory, the soul power that Alvin mastered after awakening is at least in level, and has an extremely high priority that is almost like the authority of a system administrator, and can influence and change most substances.

Without further hesitation, he took out the other two fragments of the Gaia Disc left behind by the Witch King Menes and Senedd.

Immediately, an inexplicable attraction pulled the newly acquired fragments and integrated them into the two-fifths of the incomplete disc that had already been pieced together.

The system that accompanied Ivan through time, or to use the standard name for it that was later transmitted spontaneously, the spiritual terminal that was attached to the deep layer of his consciousness and usually could not make a sound even if hit with three sticks, immediately showed that it had received a new message.

[Detected incomplete permissions repair, a higher standard of magic power transfer quota has been opened. ]

What then? With this thought in mind, Ivan waited quietly for a moment before putting away the fragmented Gaia Disc, which had been silent since it was put back together. There was no trace of surprise on his face.

Well, this is indeed not a surprising development. After all, the real reality is not an RPG game. The main storyline will not be automatically advanced to the next section just because you get an item that looks like a key mission prop.

Clearly, Ivan needed to gather more intelligence to truly understand the full purpose of the Gaia Disc. And the First Sorcerer King, who was also collecting disc fragments, wasn't going to be like the villainous NPC in Brave Quest O Dragon, sitting idly in his "Demon King's Castle" like a clown, waiting for the righteous hero (king) to come and slay him.

Perhaps he heard what Ivan was thinking, as a series of hurried footsteps were heard outside the door. Brad, the senior brother who had access rights and could freely enter and exit the Rogilas, walked quickly into the bridge under the guidance of a cat-like sailor.

He was holding a simple clay bottle in his hands, and his expression looked extremely serious.

"What happened?" Ivan asked immediately:

"A companion has sent back information from Fayoum City." Brad took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and then continued in a low voice:

"At the same time we launched our attack on Shakara, the First Sorcerer King also attacked Fayum, a city ruled by the Third Sorcerer King and his subordinates. Based on the description in the letter, it should have been captured by now."

“…” Ivan’s expression froze, and then he became serious.

There was a hint of anxiety in the boy's eyes, because he remembered that the adventurer friend he met after coming to the desert seemed to have chosen to go to the new address after they parted ways, which seemed to be the city of Fayoum!

At the same time, the large city-state called Fayoum was now in chaos.

Lilim Took, a member of the Sandworm Hunter team who once adventured with Alvin in the belly of the Sandworm King, is a halfling thief who made a fortune by selling the Scent of Time.

After everyone had parted ways, she came to the city of Faiyum, which was ruled by the third wizard king, Hunidaman. She used the money she got from selling the Scent of Time as capital to open a tavern called "Lilim's Stew Pot". In addition to selling drinks, it was also a small restaurant with a menu with halfling characteristics as its selling point.

In short, it is a specialty restaurant that serves food as a supplement and drinks as a supplement.

It must be said that this halfling girl with twin ponytails was much more talented as a chef than a thief. In just a few months, she had gained an excellent reputation throughout the city.

This is no easy task. Because of the Third Witch-King's preferential policy towards Halflings, the city of Faiyum already has a large number of Halfling residents. If Lilith wants to stand out among this group of fellow people who love food and are good at cooking, her level is definitely not just that of an ordinary cooking enthusiast.

The position she holds now is the best proof of this.

Well, although I was very reluctant, the desert nobles and their soldiers who conveyed the will of the Witch King were too enthusiastic, or rather, the shiny metal weapons in those guys' hands were too enthusiastic.

Lilim Took, the halfling girl, has now become the royal chef of the Witch King Hunedaman, specializing in cooking halfling specialties.

While the employer's attitude was certainly awful, the remuneration was generous. Therefore, Lilim gave up her plans to run away for the time being. Besides, she hadn't yet recouped the large sum of money she'd invested in the house and the shop. If she ran away now, regardless of whether she could escape successfully, even if she succeeded, she would still be facing the tragic consequences of personal bankruptcy.

That was Lilim's thought a week ago, and now she just wanted to beat up her former self.

Make you greedy for money! Make you covet the bright, neat and spacious palace kitchen!

Now it's all good! It's almost like we're going to have a barbecue along with the bright, neat, and spacious palace kitchen! Halfling barbecue! The kind made by halflings!

The twin-tailed former halfling thief huddled in the cupboard, trembling, her head in her hands. Her petite figure allowed her to squeeze into the cupboard that was originally used only for tableware, thus temporarily avoiding the sudden massacre.

At that moment, a deafening roar was heard outside the palace, the sound resounding like thunder through the sky. Simultaneously, the shrill screams of the Witch King Hunidaman could be heard.

Rain, the rarest weather in the desert, fell softly, but it could not wash away the blood that had stained the entire palace.

On this day, the first wizard king, Horhara, killed his former companions and another wizard king named Hunidaman!

Chapter 71: Twin Ponytails Run

Lilith grabbed her twin ponytails, her heart filled with panic.

The battle between the two Witch Kings broke out very suddenly. Just an hour before the accident, she was hastily preparing the delicacies needed for the banquet under the direction of the chief butler.

That fellow, who was a halfling but weighed as much as an ogre, was the chief manager of the palace kitchen. Although his cooking skills were good, he always maintained an arrogant and annoying look. He liked to point fingers at other chefs' work and find fault with them. If any servant made even the slightest mistake, he would be cursed immediately.

This fellow, whom most people called 'Dwarf Boar' or 'Boar Chief' behind his back, was particularly difficult to deal with today because the participants of today's banquet included two wizard kings whose status was the most noble in the entire desert and no one dared to offend them.

However, just before the appetizers and appetizers were served, a series of explosions suddenly came from the most luxuriously decorated banquet hall in front.

Immediately afterwards, Lilim heard the roar of the third wizard king, Hunidaman.

"Horhara! Horhara! You actually come here in your real body! How dare you!?! How dare you!?! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Hunidaman's voice was filled with astonishment and surprise. It was obvious that the Witch King who left the territory would lose his strongest means of defense because he could not withdraw blood tax to activate the Barrier of Despair, but there was no joy in Hunidaman's voice.

It was obvious that things had not unfolded the way he had planned, and a feeling of betrayal welled up in him.

Immediately afterwards, the ground began to tremble violently, and the other chefs and servants around Lilith let out cries of agony.

A cruel red light symbolizing blood tax burst out from their mouths, noses, and eyes. A large amount of vitality was forcibly extracted, causing the healthy bodies of those young, middle-aged, or even teenagers to become extremely old and shriveled in just a few seconds.

Many people died almost instantly, and those who were left seemed to be half-breathing. They fell to the ground, their eyes cloudy and shriveled, their whole bodies curled up as if they were burned by flames, and they made intermittent hoarse "cracking" sounds from their mouths.

In the entire kitchen, only Lilith and the butler survived.

The reason is not surprising, because the Third Witch King has a unique preferential policy for Halflings, to the extent that even Halflings, as vested interests, will feel uneasy because of their conscience. Other races will be even more hostile to Halflings because of this. These short guys don't even need to pay blood tax, and they will not be included in the list of the magical device that collects blood tax.

The reason for this situation is that the third wizard king himself is also a halfling. At least in the eyes of others, his appearance is no different from other halflings.

But Lilith felt that things were not that simple. During the rare times she met the Witch King, she noticed that the way he looked at her was not much different from the way he looked at other races. He always maintained a hint of sarcasm and more of indifference, as if he was looking at cold furniture.

Lilim secretly guessed that the reason why the Third Witch King favored the halflings was probably not related to their origins, but rather due to some reasons unknown to outsiders.

Wait, now is not the time to think about this kind of problem.

Lilim shook her head vigorously, causing her ponytails to sway rapidly several times.

"Ah!!!" The head chef let out a scream, then rushed out by slamming open the kitchen door with a speed that was inconsistent with his fat ogre-like body.

"Wait..." Lilim raised her hand to stop him, but before she could finish her words, a blinding beam of light swept across the square facing the kitchen door. The area instantly became a sea of ​​fire, and the screaming butler vanished into thin air.

That idiot!

Cursing inwardly, Lilith nimbly hugged her knees with her hands and rolled into the cupboard beside her like a kicked football.

The halfling's petite stature and the thief's excellent body coordination allowed her to complete the entire set of actions very smoothly and quickly in a short period of time, and she also raised her hand to close the cupboard door.

Lilim nervously peered outside through the mere crack. As one of the few lucky enough to have witnessed the Sorcerer King's beast form and survived, she knew full well the devastating horror of a battle between two Sorcerer Kings, or two beings of their magnitude. It was even more dangerous than a mere natural disaster.

Just like you shouldn't go out on typhoon days, in this situation, leaving the building and running to the open outside is not a good idea. If you are not careful, you may accidentally enter the battlefield and die in various unknown AOE ranges.

Although hiding in a building may not necessarily be much safer, at least there is a shelter that can block the aftermath of random attacks from both sides.

Along with the deafening roar, the noise coming from outside became more and more intense. Lilith noticed that cracks had begun to appear on the wall, which meant that the building itself could no longer withstand the impact of the battle between the two monsters.

The clever halfling girl immediately climbed out of the cupboard, quickly took off her kitchen apron and chef's hat that were hindering her movements, and ran towards the back door of the kitchen in a half-crouching position. She bit her lip tightly to prevent any sound, and with the agility required of a thief, she barely maintained her balance and trotted steadily on the shaking ground.

Arriving outside the palace kitchen, Lilim looked over the dilapidated palace roof and saw two monsters, each 300 meters tall, battling each other. One of them looked like a fox, but it had five tails.

At this moment, the ochre-colored monster was wailing because its throat had been bitten tightly by another monster.

Lilim was very familiar with the latter's appearance. It was a terrifying existence that she had witnessed in another city before, the powerful First Witch King Horhara, with a terrifying beast body that looked as ferocious as a dragon or a lizard.

"Wingless Demon Dragon..."

Lilim felt her knees shaking uncontrollably.

This time, there was no trustworthy companion who transformed into a golden giant to stand in front of her.

but……

The halfling girl shook her long braids vigorously, turned around and rushed towards the Witch King's bedroom further behind.