Star Forge Titan

"Using black paint to conceal your name? It seems you lack absolute confidence in both your own skills and your arrows."

After saying that, Alvin shook his head regretfully, looking quite disappointed.

"How can someone so weak achieve perfection in the 'Annihilation Arrow Oath'?"

Hearing this, the assassin, whose face was hidden under the hood, couldn't help but hold his breath.

The arrow and bow are a single entity, as unquestionable as the seven-stringed musician's own arm. The arrowhead is even inscribed with the shooter's name in a special pigment that can only be washed off with blood. This represents not only absolute trust in the bow and arrow, but also the archer's absolute confidence in himself.

Only in this way can the extraordinary skill called 'Oath of Annihilation' be pushed to its highest peak.

As a seven-string musician, she knew this very well.

'Knowing' and then being able to 'do' is a realm exclusive to the top geniuses.

Many times, there is a gap between the two that mediocre people and even most geniuses may not be able to cross even if they try their best.

Despite being an immortal, the unknown seven-string musician has seen his own limits.

But the extremely young stranger in front of him said those words as if it was a matter of course and without any hesitation.

I don’t need to say much about what this portends.

A monster with divine abilities...

"Hey, since you are the sun, please don't get close to the dim stars." A hoarse voice came from under the hood.

At the same time, there were nine consecutive crisp sounds like pearls falling on a jade plate.

Nine Arrows Chasing the Morning!

Chapter 99: Pluto draws his bow

Ever since he was playing virtual Paladin a long time ago, Alvin has always had a question in his mind.

How can I [shame on you] pick up nine arrows at once using only five fingers?!

But the seven-string musician can do it, absolutely can do it, and can do it easily!!!

Nine Arrows Chasing the Dawn...

The most famous secret of the bow besides the Oath of Annihilation is that it is controlled purely by absolute skill. The nine arrows connected head to tail will explode and push each other step by step during the flight until all the energy accumulated by the nine consecutive arrows is concentrated on the first arrow.

By then, the arrow will be so fast that it will seem to catch up with yesterday's morning light that has already passed.

In addition, to propel the bow in the hands of the seven-string musician, it is not just the bow arm that is needed, but also the arrow that must be infused with one's own magic power and even will.

The archer, whose identity was hidden, let out a shout, and a dazzlingly brilliant magical light extended outward along the bow arm, tightly grasping the surrounding matter, from the ground to the atmosphere, like the lush roots of a tree. The moment the bowstring was pulled, even the strong wind and the singing contributed their strength, all blending into the resounding and high-pitched string sound.

This is the real horror of Nine Arrows Chasing the Morning. Its power is a hundred or a thousand times more powerful than simply pulling the bow nine times.

Faced with such a powerful arrow, even a fortress-level magic defense would be forcibly broken, and even an entire solid castle could be penetrated.

In history, there was once a border leader who attempted to invade the Great Wilderness Forest. Although he was located deep in a defensive stronghold, he was still shot through the heart by an arrow that shattered the castle's outer and inner walls and even his own armor.

The arrow itself almost turned into light, and the spreading aftermath shattered the ground and surrounding walls. Even the broad shade of the trees extending from the tree mountain high above the head trembled. The sharp and piercing whistling wind woke up the entire forest city of Viena.

But in Ivan's eyes, what shines brighter than the brilliance of magic is the soul that shines from the depths of the extraordinary consciousness. The newly awakened soul often does not have perfect soul abilities, so the truly powerful secret professions often have another more stable way to use their own soul power.

It could be attached to a weapon's blade, or incorporated into a spell or curse. In short, it would enhance the being fused with soul energy to an unimaginable degree.

For a seven-string musician, the bow and arrow in his hand are undoubtedly the best objects for attaching soul power.

To be honest, if it were Ivan before crossing the Silent Desert, although he could rely on his rich experience to seize the best opportunity to defend, he could only rely on his overwhelming physical fitness to withstand the attack like the most sophisticated war machine.

But he is now completely different from his past self.

With a slight raise of his hand, the invisible objects around him followed and moved like loyal servants. The moonlight shining from above his head was distorted into strange shapes, but the figure of the young man in the center remained intact.

The realm of boxing that surpasses the Grandmaster's level implicitly aligns with a certain ultimate truth. Power, infused with supreme skill, is no longer rigid and inflexible. All innate abilities and extraordinary combat techniques are seamlessly integrated within the body, ultimately becoming as one and the same as an innate arm. War machines once meticulously calculated to achieve transcendental attributes now resemble natural wonders, untouched by artificiality, reaching a state of seamlessness.

At this moment, there was calmness in Alvin's eyes. Although he could overlook the entire world, he did not show any contempt.

However, it seemed to contain a meaning of 'arrogance' that was even more than 'contempt'. That thing was called gentleness, the ultimate tranquility after reconciling with the world or even conquering the world by relying on a power that transcends the present era.

Perhaps, this is the power of the noble version...

With Ivan's location as the center, a thin layer of frost spread rapidly around at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There were no fluctuations of magical power, and even the surrounding atmosphere was not affected in the slightest. Only the space itself, which carried all things, fell into complete stillness, like water frozen into ice.

The further spatial control he gained from the lower vortex was the "One-step Water Restraint" technique, which Ivan first mastered in the middle section. Leveraging the power of Hades, which controlled space, he was able to perform a fist formation that was the complete opposite of Phase Shift.

Dimensional Hadoken·Middle Section---Isshiki Shisui!

The moment it approached this forbidden space, the Nine Arrows of Chasing the Morning, which were almost outstripping the light, began to slow down.

After a few breaths, the ninth arrow, which had accelerated to the extreme by sacrificing eight compatriots, finally returned to zero speed, and was then easily caught by the boy's right hand, which had been raised long ago, as if plucking a blooming flower from a branch.

"Integrate soul energy into the bow and arrow, and then attract other surrounding substances." Looking at the arrow in his hand that was still emitting heat, Ivan showed a thoughtful expression, and didn't even care about the seven-string musician who was retreating at full speed.

Open your eyes and stop the arrow that symbolizes absolute accuracy and annihilation, raise your hand and stop the nine arrows that symbolize absolute power.

What kind of monster is this person?! Is he the fourth-level champion? Could he be the legendary fifth-level perfect being?

What a joke! He looks less than twenty years old. How could such a counterintuitive existence exist? Those arrogant dragonborn have no idea who they are provoking!

The Seven Strings musician's emotions were trembling like her hands. The strong wind from her rapid movement accidentally lifted her hood, revealing an elf-like face with a strange complexion. At this moment, she didn't care about concealing her identity; she ran as far as she could.

"It's an idea worth learning from." Alvin let out a long breath and ended his brief thoughts.

Afterwards, he didn't rush to catch up, but saw the sturdy and tall Titan bloodline raise his hand and grasp it. There was no dazzling and colorful magic brilliance, nor was there any boiling soul power. But even though they were hundreds of meters away, the seven-string musician was absolutely sure that the other person was holding something, something as familiar to her as her own arm.

bow.

crunch - crunch -

It was like the sound of a bow arm bending and deforming, echoing from the void. The sound was almost inaudible, but it was extremely clear in the ears of the retreating seven-string musician.

"The power of Pluto that controls space has a lot to be explored in terms of how to use it." While expressing his emotion, Alvin couldn't help but reveal a sunny smile of fulfillment and satisfaction on his face.

At the same time, he raised the arrow into the air with his other hand and made the gesture of drawing a bow and shooting an arrow.

As if an invisible bowstring existed, the tip of the arrow began to deform slightly. But a closer look revealed that it wasn't the arrow itself that was deforming, but everything around it, including the moonlight that dispelled the darkness.

The principle of a bow and arrow is very simple. The bow arm is elastic, and the bow string is tough. When the user pulls the bowstring, the bow arm deforms, storing energy in it. When the user releases the bowstring, the elastic bow quickly returns to its original shape and violently releases the previously stored energy. The elastic potential energy is converted into kinetic energy, and the arrow is launched along with it.

Ivan is doing the same thing at this moment.

The only difference is that his bow arm is called space, and his bowstring is also called space.

When the blur of distorted light completely covered the entire arrow, the Titan bloodline finally released the fingers holding the arrow.

The curvature of space, twisted in a way that is difficult for modern science to describe, propels the arrow to instantly fly towards the stars!

This move is called Warpdrive!

Chapter 100: Arrow of Kindness

Bows and arrows should be accurate and deadly.

The Nine Arrows Chasing the Dawn, striving for absolute power, achieved its ultimate expression by concentrating all its power at the tip of the arrow. As for precision, the most impressive of all was the Arrow of Annihilation, known for its guaranteed hit.

Both mysteries represent the pinnacle of archery, pursued by every seven-string musician. Even the most life-long elves would need to devote their entire lives to reach their peak. As for the illusionary skill that combines the former's 'Fated Pursuit' and the latter's 'Ninefold Breakthrough'.

Before today, the seven-string musician named Hernifil had only occasionally glimpsed related descriptions in the secret book of the genre.

In history, the border noble who was shot dead by an arrow despite hiding deep in the castle was shot by an archer who surpassed most seven-string musicians and reached a higher level.

The arrow shot from his hand seemed to have eyes, and could accurately capture the target's specific location even through heavy obstructions. Its power was enough to penetrate the entire castle and the high-level magic armor attached with powerful protective spells.

At this moment, the blurry arrow shadow that Henifil saw had a vague feeling of calmness with irresistible power.

A graceful arc was drawn in the air, and the blurry shadow of the arrow silently penetrated any obstacle and appeared in front of her. Even a skilled archer like a seven-string musician could not avoid the arrow in advance, and the way it treated all obstacles as nothing was enough to illustrate the terrifying power it contained.

Besides, the archer died from the arrow. The opponent was really a bad guy with a bad taste.

Henefil closed her eyes and stopped dodging the arrows, but even after taking several rapid breaths, she still didn't feel the sharp pain of a pierced chest or heart.

He opened his eyes blankly, but saw that even the hooded cloak he was wearing on the outside was not damaged at all, as if the arrow did not really exist in this world, but an untouchable phantom.

"Oops, I used too much force." Alvin slapped his forehead and stared at the small dot that was getting farther and farther away in the distance.

The shot arrow continued to move forward until it was out of control, then it drew a beautiful arc and completely disappeared into the night sky.

Curvature Flying Arrow. With a simple inspiration, the Titan descendant casually conjured a terrifying technique that could theoretically reach superluminal speeds. The specific principle behind this technique was somewhat complex to explain, and Ivan hadn't fully grasped it in his previous life. Basically, it exploited the varying curvatures of space before and after a fixed cavitation bubble, using space itself to propel the bubble forward.

If I have to give a similar example, it is somewhat similar to the "soap-powered boat" experiment done in junior high school science class.

However, the reason why the boat coated with soapy liquid can move forward on its own is that its thrust comes from the surface tension of the water that breaks the balance between the front and the back, while the force that pushes the closed cavitation forward comes from the change in the curvature of space itself.

However, since the cavity covering the arrow itself is completely isolated from the outside world, it is not hindered by anything and will not hit anything.

Therefore, before further improvement, the so-called "curvature arrow" will only be an arrow of kindness.

Well, it's essentially a lonely shot...

Of course, what will happen after the force attached to it completely disappears and the outer cavitation bursts, probably only the unlucky person who was hit knows.

While Alvin was lamenting his mistake, the seven-string musician named Honeyfil was almost frightened to death.

Should she continue to flee, or surrender? If she ran, she would likely be dead. They were probably sparing her life to force her to reveal the true masterminds. Otherwise, that terrifying arrow would surely rip her apart.

You shouldn't trust those arrogant guys who only look down on others.

With a sigh, Henefille quickly regained her composure and raised her bow again, her expression becoming resolute, like a brave warrior battling an evil villain. Even if she was no match for him, she refused to be a coward and surrender.

The arrows turned into a rain curtain and flew out again, but the figure in the distance disappeared in an instant before the sudden rain fell.

As an excellent bow user like the Seven-String Musician, Honeyfell should have had sufficient confidence and a sense of security due to the distance between the two sides, but that false illusion disappeared in an instant.

A strong hand patted her shoulder from behind, and the intense stimulation brought by the horror started from the surface of the skin and penetrated deep into the brain along the nerves.

"You took the bait so quickly without even testing it. You're easier to catch than fish in a pond." There was no mockery in Ivan's voice. He was just lamenting the established facts that had already happened.

"Or are you, the seven-string musician, just part of the test?" The words, without any subjective emotions, reached Hernifil's ears, but to her, they sounded sharper than any arrow.

This was a typical heart-piercing statement, but Alvin himself didn't think too much about it. At most, he just felt a little emotional.

The hidden professions that gave most players a headache in Virtual Paladin were just small characters that could be easily captured by me now.

Before I knew it, I had accumulated quite a considerable amount of 'savings'. I only hoped that I could bring about positive changes to the world and change the future that was originally full of disasters.

After all, if nothing unexpected happens, I will have to live here for many, many years. Even from a more selfish point of view, it is necessary to do so.

Well, it doesn't seem so...

If the technique of curvature arrow flying is further optimized and deduced, it seems that it is not impossible to visit alien planets.

As she pondered this, feeling the powerful pressure of the magic so close at hand, Henefer almost lost her grip on the bow. This was undoubtedly a great insult to the seven-string musician, and for a moment, her pride nearly drove her to suicide, but even this action was prevented by external pressure.

Feelings of grief and anger surged in her heart, and Hernifil squeezed out a few words from between her teeth.

"How far do you want to humiliate me before you stop?"

"Hmm?" Alvin tilted his head.

"I had no intention of teasing the enemy. At best, I was just familiarizing myself with new skills."

The boy's tone was very normal, but the content of his words was enough to make people furious.

Although the Pluto design blueprint was completed by scholars from the Giant Kingdom, they collected a large number of Titan relics, so the complete set of blueprints is very detailed, far beyond the reach of the Golden Knight, who only has the core framework left. Therefore, the completeness of Ivan's own giant god form has also increased significantly.

For example, if the Titan's true giant form is a complete suit.

Well, a complete set of Pluto blueprints would at least be worth a shirt. While the Golden Knight Disgulan has a long history, dating back to the reign of the Titan Uranus, the remaining parts are far less complete due to the passage of time. Now, only the core components remain, stored away, making them little more than a pair of eco-friendly underwear.

To restore it to a relatively complete state, even with the help of the World Forging Furnace, it would take at least three digits of years.

The Pluto blueprint also included a complete set of instructions, but the lack of a comprehensive knowledge base made Ivan seem quite overwhelmed. It seemed that after resolving the hidden dangers in the Great Wilderness Forest and the City of Thousand Towers, a trip to the Temple of Knowledge to further his studies would be necessary.

Furthermore, thorough reading doesn't automatically equate to gaining relevant operational experience. Pluto, possessing spatial control capabilities, places stringent demands on its users in every aspect.

So, Alvin just told the truth.

But to Henifer, the same words were undoubtedly a profound insult. The elf, whose skin had a strange color, widened her eyes and uttered a low growl from the depths of her throat.

"Gu, kill me!"

"I've never heard such a strange request."

Ivan shook his head, then bent his fingers and shot with minimal power, and the air mass compressed and hardened by the fist configuration instantly knocked Henifil unconscious.

He casually picked up the female elf with rolled eyes, and just as he turned around, he saw Afrediya looking at him with a strange expression.