Star Forge Titan

"Get lost! If we're going to compete, I'll be the first one! I'm the most muscular male here."

The other demon showed no sign of weakness, bending his arms in front of his chest and performing a perfectly standard crab pose.

This movement clearly shows off the muscles throughout the body, especially the upper trapezius muscles on both sides of the neck, whose quality and separation reach a level that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

Simultaneously, the shoulders, chest, arms, forearms, abdominals, quadriceps, and even calf muscles were all tensed. Like the action itself, the body, like a muscle-bound crab, fully flexed its power, its pectoral muscles rising and falling in a continuous dance-like motion.

"Look at me! Lord Kong Ruier is looking at me!" The demon shouted while flexing his muscles.

"Bullshit! Look at me, my Lord, look at me!" The demon who spoke earlier kept his left hand bent, while his right hand was raised diagonally upwards, and all the muscles in his body were tensed.

The other demons watching nearby immediately began cheering, clapping, and whistling, and the atmosphere became extremely heated again, as if no one would face the social crisis of being killed by a "horrible" thing like the Meow Meow Tomahawk.

The two demons, who were showing off their muscles with different movements, also began to swear at each other and constantly changed their movements, allowing the explosive muscles that were pounded by training and fighting to be fully displayed in different ways.

The atmosphere in the cabin reached its peak for a moment. It was believed that with just a call, they would pick up their weapons without hesitation and roar into any of the most grand wars.

But at this moment, the screams from the cab suddenly broke the joy.

"At twelve o'clock, a super-crossbow-class battleship! Damn it, how could there be a super-crossbow-class battleship here!"

"No, it looks even bigger! Those shameless bastards in heaven have done this again. They've secretly hidden something even bigger!"

Rude and dirty curses rang out one after another, but it was of no avail.

The last words echoing in the cabin were just one sentence...

High-energy reaction ahead!

light.

Endless light turns into waves and tides, surging wildly in the dark universe.

The Blood Claw assault landing ship was like a small piece of butter dropped into a boiling iron pot. In an instant, it was broken down from beginning to end into countless molecules so tiny that they were barely perceptible to the naked eye. Along with it, the regrets that many bloodletters had in their hearts that could not be erased completely exploded and scattered.

What a shame! I really want to wrestle with that man who dared to swing his sword at my Lord!

At the same time, inside the second bridge of the New Rogilas, the cats and bugs nervously operated the instruments, while the deputy captain and fire control module Askra loudly shouted out the new information he had just observed.

"Main gun, minimum output released, hit confirmed!"

"The enemy vehicle's shadow has been completely eliminated, confirmed destroyed!"

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!" Upon hearing this, the cats and bugs couldn't help but raise their two short and flexible forelimbs and dance like seaweed, while the remaining six limbs continued to authenticate the operating instrument.

Although Ivan felt dizzy as if he had been hit by a club after activating the Black Hammer Lemnos, he relied on the absorption and buffering of the power of the Immortal-class giant creature by his flagship, the New Logilas, to complete the entire activation process relatively easily, and in the process he truly felt the amazing power of this creature.

Even though it was only the minimum power, a tiny attempt that was less than one thousandth of the full strength, the background and essence contained in it were not false at all.

A few seconds ago, when Alvin inserted the black hammer, which had turned into a pure black card, into the card slot, he pressed the big red button representing final approval.

In an instant, the entire starship began to shake.

The ship's strongest keel serves as the gun barrel, and the semi-perpetual motion mechanism provides a constant supply of magic power as fuel, turning the huge ship into a container that carries everything.

Only in this way can it be enough to accept the true power of Black Hammer Lemnos, the immortal giant creation made from ultra-high-density heavy-mass white dwarf fragments.

The next second, the incredibly huge invisible force field was gathered by the New Logilas's incredibly solid hull and transformed into tangible light visible to the naked eye, which was then emitted straight ahead.

Although it was only the minimum output, the universe ahead was still torn into dark cracks. As for the matter that was directly hit, it was instantly decomposed into basic particles, leaving no trace.

Even the angels who witnessed this scene were stunned and almost dropped their weapons.

Especially the Angel of Power who was in charge of the fortress. As an old veteran who had experienced fierce wars, he had a strong sense of déjà vu as if he was seeing the righteous gods and the evil gods fighting directly again.

Little did they know that this was the ultimate destructive force inherited from the most powerful Titan Uranus civilization, which could even destroy the very space that supports the world!

However, the Titan descendant who released this power with the help of the starship fell into a strange illusion.

Against the pitch-black backdrop of the universe, a huge scarlet hand, covering the entire sky and seeming to be able to hold even the stars, seemed to be slowly but quickly reaching out towards this side.

Any mortal who witnesses this scene may fall into despair from which they cannot extricate themselves. Only a true hero and a true warrior will not despair or escape.

They will only choose to draw their swords and move forward bravely!

Chapter 7: I Kill

It's not an illusion...

At least, it's not just an illusion!

Although he had no evidence, Alvin intuitively understood the nature of the changes before him.

Use the power of the soul and the will of the self to tamper with reality and let individual thoughts replace the objective world.

If you can't resist, something that was just an illusion will become real.

This is a trial! A trial of struggle!

An extremely loud voice exploded from his ears, but the expression on Ivan's face gradually changed from surprise to calmness, and then replaced by a smile, and then turned into an unruly madness.

The real world has many messy, unfair and even infuriating rules and regulations. Even when facing the right thing, most individuals cannot stand up and resist some weak and useless beasts who are clearly doing the wrong thing.

What’s even more ironic, making you want to laugh and cry, is that after being in the virtual game world, you may be able to become your true self.

So, if the original fantasy suddenly becomes reality one day, can the people in it continue to choose to be their true selves and stick to what they believe in?

In response to this question, Ivan's answer was yes! It's a matter of choosing your own will and identity! I'm happy with it!

Draw your sword and reject injustice and unfairness!

Choose to refuse with extreme paranoid self-will!

Even if it means letting the old world burn completely!

Let the mistakes collapse too!

We must also restore correctness!

Until - a brave new world is born!

This is not justice, but the ultimate willfulness and the ultimate fantasy. It is a dream in which the young man is willing to die drunk.

But when your will is extremely firm and supported by strong enough driving force, so that the two can be integrated and run in parallel, even a dream can become a reality!

Or, you could call it the ultimate Fat Tigerism.

click -

The crisp sound of bones rubbing against each other suddenly exploded.

Facing the overwhelming huge hand that seemed to want to take everything in it, Alvin clenched his fist forcefully. His palm was far smaller than the former, and what he could hold was quite limited.

However, with the simple movement of clenching his five fingers, the boy tightly grasped the tiny object that could be held in one hand in his palm.

That was his fist, his will to resist, his unyielding belief and most importantly - courage!

The combination of the three is the domineering desire in the heart of an individual named Ivan Elian, which is about to burst out like the sun leaping from the horizon!

The jet-black hair began to turn a flaming orange-red from the ends, and clear gems naturally emerged between the eyebrows and the palms of the hands, and were quickly dyed with brilliant golden light under the influence of the magic power surging in the body like a torrent.

With this as the source, the fine crystalline lines hidden under the skin gradually emitted a light of the same color, making the boy's entire body shine as if cast by light.

Apart from him, the surrounding illusionary world was shrouded in the pitch-black universe. Yet, from this void, a young man with black hair fluttering like a battle flag clenched his five fingers into a fist and drew a sword from the void. A greatsword of heaven, engulfed in flames and scarlet in color, Burning Justice!

The blade of this heavy weapon is as red as fire, and the guard above the handle is carved into a golden dragon with wings spread and roaring, but the dragon's eyes have blank grooves that make it feel incomplete.

At the same time, for most ordinary people and even extraordinary people, this sword is too heavy and huge. The sword body alone is nearly two meters long, far exceeding the size of a two-handed greatsword in the conventional definition. Only warriors with astonishing height can use weapons of this specification smoothly.

But now the Titan bloodline can -

Hold the sword with one hand!

With a solemn expression, Alvin raised the giant sword above his head, and then grasped the sturdy hilt with his other hand.

At some point, the magic power swirled so violently that the entire illusion began to tremble.

Hold the sword with both hands!!!

The hilt of the sword carved into a golden dragon suddenly roared, and the flawless gemstone Flame of Eternity leaped out from the lepton space and accurately embedded itself in the originally empty eye socket of the dragon-shaped sword guard.

Just right, perfectly, the endless power of fire element was transmitted directly across the border.

At this moment, not only was the giant sword of heaven surrounded by flames burning, but even the person holding the sword seemed to be enveloped by flames.

Magical power, more intense than ever before, danced within his body, and the pressure spreading outwards was enough to shatter and crack rocks.

At the same time, the forged steel soul inside the legendary magic sword opened its eyes. The soul of the man-made weapon, which originally had the shape of a macho angel, now showed cracks. This was not only the breakage caused by being unable to withstand the power of the Titan, but also the deep seal that was gradually revealed under the stimulation of powerful magic and absolute will.

Inside the crystal-clear sword body, a broken metal blade is emitting a war cry that transcends the world!

Something hotter than fire, more glorious than victory, more brutal than war is awakening!

Yes! This is what I want to see!

There seemed to be a voice roaring excitedly in the distance, but Alvin was no longer able to care about it.

He gripped the giant sword in his hand with all his might, a roar louder than thunder rolled from the depths of his throat, and then -

Swing your sword!

Today we will swing the sword at the gods!

Swing the sword of rejection against the lord of war, death, and blood!

Excitement, incomparable excitement, so excited that I forget fear, ignore despair and still want to swing this sword!

click -

Facing the sword of rejection swung by Ivan, this dark space began to collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Including the big hand that tried to grasp the stars, the terrifying illusion that could reverse reality was shattered inch by inch.

At the same time, the reaction force cracked the boy's palm, and a similar wound appeared on the palm of the big hand.

Instantly, blood, a terrifying crimson glow like molten metal or liquefied flame, gushed out of the wound. Ivan instantly sensed something was amiss and, relying on his intuition, pulled out the sealed Armor of Despair from within his psychic space and used it to shield himself.

All the other things you carry with you are very useful, but this thing is relatively useless. It would be a pity to lose it, but it doesn’t matter if it can be used to avoid trouble!

However, after several previous battles, due to the live broadcasts that Karlbant occasionally conducted secretly, this set of armor has been decorated with several new blessing marks, and is about to become a complete version of the Thirteen-fold Curse of Despair Armor, with the ability to make the wearer eternally angry, forever fighting, forever bloodthirsty, forever fighting to the death, and forever standing firm.

But at this moment, scarlet blood burning like flames splashed on the golden and red surface of the Despair Armor, causing the material that had long been replaced with rare mithril alloy steel to quickly turn red and shiny like clay scorched by high temperature. Then, its shape began to change significantly.

The demonic elements contained in it became even more vivid. The left shoulder, which was carved into the shape of a demon skull, and the two exaggerated corners became further thickened and lengthened at an astonishing speed.

There was a dark red light like lava flowing slowly between the gaps in the armor, as if the entire set of armor had just been taken out of a furnace.

Divine blessing...

Bullshit blessing! It's clearly a divine curse!

Looking at the shaking Despair Armor, Alvin cursed on the spot.

For the fallen who follow and identify with the ways of evil gods, that may be the supreme blessing.

But for others, this 'gift' that makes them eternally angry, eternally fighting, eternally bloodthirsty, and never retreating from the battle to the death is undoubtedly the most difficult curse to dispel.

Because of this outflow of divine blood, the gradually collapsing illusion around him actually showed signs of healing. While Alvin was using his armor to try his best to block the gushing divine blood, he was thinking coldly about possible ways to defeat the enemy.

At this moment, a low humming suddenly sounded in his ears.

"My beloved son..."

Looking down at his chest in the direction of the sound, Ivan saw the cube-shaped Black Hammer Lemnos hanging around his neck like a pendant.

At this moment, a very soft and graceful female voice came from the cube.

The voice sounded familiar, as if I had heard it a long time ago.

Or perhaps, an echo from the distant past?

Chapter 8: Echoes of the Earth

Any container has a maximum capacity, even the illusion created by gods with death and blood.

Even across a distance as vast as the distance from Earth to the Moon, this lingering nightmare was still filled with the fear of war. And the giant hand formed by this convergence obscured the sky, blocking out the sun, its boundaries invisible.

But when another memory came flooding in, the nightmarish illusion actually shattered into pieces like a fallen porcelain bottle, and countless transparent fragments splashed and turned into the void of the universe. Even the extremely huge palm bleeds and dissipated into nothingness.

If it weren't for the faintly visible bloodstains on the Despair Armor in front of him, Alvin would even think that everything he had just seen was just an illusion.

But the armor, distorted by the blood, and the powerful fluctuations emanating from it, proved that these were all near-real experiences. Even if they only occurred in a nightmare-like illusion, the changes caused by absolute will to the objective world had become an established fact.

After calming down, he realized that Kong Ruier's "attack" just now was at best a prank, or in other words, it was just a laugh from the mouth of the evil god who ruled the Deep Hell and the Killing Heaven.