Star Forge Titan

Chapter 162 A New Journey

A century later, a great terror will descend from outer space. Naturally, such news cannot be announced to the outside world at will.

Regardless of whether others believed him or not, Alvin had no intention of watching the world burn crazily in fear until it completely lost its order. Therefore, he would not easily tell anyone about the prophecy.

As for the gods of the upper realms, judging by the actions of the Eye of Prophecy, Ishtarri, they likely knew this long ago, which is why they have consistently increased the number of their angelic legions over the past millennia. Ivan even suspected that the "mother" who biologically achieved intergenerational inheritance might not have completely perished.

Although the long river of time flows and cannot be turned back, the strong can always find a way to survive in the world across the long time, not to mention a once awakened bloodline.

Besides that, the crisis in the Great Wild Forest has come to an end. According to the original plan, it's time for Alvin to focus on finding the final flawless gem symbolizing 'wind.' Furthermore, external objects can also be a way to enhance strength. In the destruction of the 'Growth Heaven·Life God Body', Black Hammer Lemnos played an irreplaceable and important role.

At this moment, Alvin was sitting alone in the captain's exclusive lounge. Although there was still a lot of follow-up work to be done regarding the Great Wilderness Forest, what only Titan could do had been completed.

Without the influence of 'Growth Heaven·Life God Body', the unique vitality-rich environment of the Great Wild Forest will gradually fade away, but that is not necessarily a bad thing for druids. After all, what they believe in and obey is nature itself rather than force.

In addition, Afrediya also took over the finishing work very skillfully, and also had to deal with issues related to the Dragonborn.

The main person involved in the case has been "arrested" on the spot by law enforcement officers sent by Dragon Country. The old black dragon who knew about the incident but did not report it will face a heavy fine and a long-term restriction on his movement range as punishment.

To be honest, for a dragon, a fine is much more terrifying than solitary confinement.

In addition, Afrediya also plans to restart the scholar exchange program between the Kingdom of Elrond and the United Emirates of the Great Wilderness.

Previously, due to the Human-Demon War, the Great Wasteland Forest temporarily halted related technologies to maintain neutrality. Now, as international peace approaches, Elrond, with his expertise in Red Magic bio-modulation, and the Great Wasteland Forest, rich in ecological resources, are a natural fit. Elrond seeks to extract valuable ecological data from the Great Wasteland Forest's unique natural environment, while the latter seeks Elrond's ecological industry, combining Red Magic and magical engineering, to improve domestic production and life.

Druids aren't stubborn old men; they also want to improve...

Recovering his distracted thoughts, Alvin tore the paper in front of him into three pieces and wrote the words "Flawless Gem", "Perfect Man's Ascension" and "Holy Sword" on them respectively.

All three of the above items have the potential to enhance strength. The first two are more personal, while the latter is an extremely powerful external object. Whether completing the Ritual of the Origin Foundation to awaken the King's Soul, or successfully breaking through the Fourth Level Barrier to become a Fifth Level Perfected, it means another leap forward in Ivan's personal strength. The Immortal-level Holy Sword, Revatin, is one of the most powerful weapons in the world, and may even be the most powerful one.

Speaking of which, there seemed to be vague rumors of equipment above the Immortal level in the previous life of Virtual Paladia, but it sounded too much like an urban legend. So much so that most players regarded it as a joke or a joke.

The same was true for Ivan, but after actually traveling to the world of Palladia, he felt it was necessary to confirm it.

After weighing the pros and cons, the young Titan raised his hand and grabbed the piece of paper with the word "Flawless Gem" written on it, and then squeezed the remaining two pieces into his palm.

Breaking through to the fifth level is incredibly difficult, and the relevant information is so valuable it's considered top secret. He did know the rituals and information related to the Colossus Rider, but judging by the real Paladin after his time travel, this was essentially a shortcut to advancement. During the advancement to Colossus Rider, the physical perfection is essentially replaced by the Colossus Soldier, while the fully awakened soul ability allows for further breakthroughs during the ritual.

Now, after Ivan's transformation into Colossus form, he's even more powerful than a Colossus, theoretically perfectly suited to the Colossus Driving ritual. However, it's still an incomplete, hacky ritual designed for quick results. While that might not matter in a game, applying it to real life requires careful consideration. At the very least, Ivan won't make a hasty decision anytime soon.

As for the Immortal-level Holy Sword - Revatin, among the remaining fragments, one is known to have been transformed into the core component of the 'Heavenly Sin Fire' by the Ancient God of Wisdom, while the whereabouts of the other is completely unknown.

In order to collect and complete this immortal holy sword, or to completely recast this ever-burning magic sword from the perspective of destructive power, both the collection of materials and the craftsmanship required for recasting are very high, and there are no clues to the fragments at all.

From any perspective, the progress is similar to that of collecting flawless gems, and there is absolutely no clue at all.

But what can I say? Even though I have no clue about any of the three options, I still have a mysterious confidence.

No, there is actually a way. The rituals for completing the fifth stage are contained within the royal vaults of Elrond. The craftsmanship and equipment to reforge the holy sword can be found by returning to the Lonely Mountain and attempting to harness the power of the World Forge. The fragments can be deduced by collecting myths and legends related to the sword. This requires a trip to the City of a Thousand Towers, where a wealth of knowledge and information is stored.

As for the last flawless gem, theoretically one can also look for relevant clues by going to the City of a Thousand Towers.

But after some thought, Ivan had a different idea. Taking a deep breath, the young Titan closed his eyes and carefully sensed the three gems floating in the lepton space.

Just as they had so often before, the red Eternal Flame and the blue Sea of ​​Miracles continued to orbit the golden-brown-amber Earth Echo in an orderly, planetary orbit. The three shimmered with light, seemingly echoing each other, distinct yet radiating a sense of unity and wholeness.

"This feeling is really hard to describe." Alvin whispered to himself.

He originally thought that the three flawless gems would be able to induce the last flawless gem to resonate or produce some other reaction, but this felt so complete, as if the Uranus civilization had only prepared three flawless gems for the ceremony of the foundation of the original world.

So, where should we start looking for the gem that symbolizes the wind?

"As expected, I still have to go to the City of a Thousand Towers..." I had originally planned to take time to go to the City of Scholars to resolve hidden dangers related to major events, and now I have to go there even more.

"Hey? Is the next stop the City of a Thousand Towers?" Afrediya's voice came from behind.

Her Majesty the Demon King rubbed her sore shoulders. She had been in a meeting just now and had finally managed to get a new round of scholar exchange program approved.

"It just so happens that the students from my graduating class are planning to hold a class reunion."

"Uh, a class reunion." Ivan seemed to choke. Given his current physiological structure, this was simply impossible. So, it was obviously a psychological effect.

"What's wrong?" Afrediya cast a curious look at her boyfriend. She vaguely felt that there was some gossip to talk about, so her original fatigue was immediately completely dispelled by curiosity (the fire of gossip).

"I don't have a good impression of this word." Alvin frowned and said helplessly. Obviously, some parts of one's nature cannot be changed even if one travels through time.

"Ah~" His Majesty the Demon King drew out the sound, his tone very playful.

"Please?" Afrediya grabbed Ivan's arm and began to shake him in various ways.

Which teenager could withstand this kind of power? This kind of scale?

"Okay, no problem, I can do it!"

Chapter 163: An Unexploded Bomb

One moment he was participating in a meeting with heads of state, the next he started discussing a class reunion, and then it turned into an internal family affair.

One cannot help but sigh at the young people's flexible and changeable thinking, excellent physical strength, irresistible skills and high spirits.

The next day, accompanied by the "hissing" sound of the airtight door opening, Alvin moved with difficulty and walked out of the captain's exclusive lounge.

The boy's once tall and straight figure now bent slightly forward, even his straight, sword-like eyebrows drooping. He looked unusually relaxed, like a nearly burnt-out candle or a limp, overripe banana.

Outside the door, Adjutant Maomao Chong was waiting with two rows of dining carts as usual. There was no worry on his furry face, but instead a kind of indifference, as if he was used to it.

"Meow meow meow meow." The adjutant greeted Alvin with the cat-bug-specific meow mixed with ancient Norse, and at the same time pushed the nutritious morning to the latter's side.

"I'm really touched. You guys are indeed the most reliable." Alvin forced a smile and took the casserole-sized bowl from the food cart.

At first glance, it looked like just a pot of cooked barley porridge, but as he stirred it with a spoon, a riot of red mountain fruits, yellow deep-sea produce, green underground tubers, and other nutritious ingredients immediately surfaced. This made Ivan's brows twitch, and he subconsciously glanced back at the now-quiet captain's lounge door.

When he looked at the two rows of dining carts in front of him again, Chef Catworm, wearing a white chef's hat, started cooking on the spot in the corridor outside the lounge. By the way, there were about two rows of them.

This wasn't Alvin's pursuit of a luxurious lifestyle; it was simply the overzealousness of the cats and bugs. From their inception, these adorable magical creatures were implanted with a vast array of pre-programmed genetic memories by the Giant Kingdom's scholars and mages. Once activated by their learning devices, they were driven by instinct, actively engaging in all aspects of production and life to an almost excessive degree.

In addition, thanks to their working genetic memory, each cat-worm possesses over a hundred skills. Their short limbs should never be underestimated; with the aid of lint-proof cooking gloves, these furry little creatures can demonstrate unimaginable dexterity.

For example, in less than 30 seconds, a palm-sized piece of dough can be turned into a pancake crust that is thin enough to let light through.

From time to time, cats would spin the dough and throw it high above their heads. Their fancy techniques, skillful movements, and the amount of ingredients they added without considering the calories and cholesterol made people wonder whether these furry little cuties originally lived in the desert or the O River basin.

To the extent that, now just to join the food truck team, one needs to report to the selection competition regularly, and the team also has an uninterrupted last-in-last-out elimination system.

In a sense, this is probably a celebration full of honor and fun for Cats and Bugs.

But these energetic little guys are now facing a dilemma. The only service object that meets the corresponding genetic authority is the big chief.

Therefore, in order to increase the reasons for holding the celebration, increasing the number of authorized service objects is also a way. Therefore, from the cat-cat-worm adjutant who is the leader of the tribe to every cat-cat-worm chef, they all prayed that the population of the giant god would increase quickly. Even if there was only one more, it would be equivalent to doubling it.

That's why they load up Alvin's bowl with nourishing condiments.

anyway……

Looking down at the casserole-sized bowl in his hand, a strange thought suddenly occurred to Ivan. What had motivated the Giant Kingdom researchers, who had created the Cat-Insect Tribe, to incorporate information like tonic recipes into their genetic memory?

The answer might be quite speechless, quite unacademic, and quite down-to-earth.

As he was thinking, he suddenly heard the distinctive 'hissing' sound of an airtight door opening from behind him. A soft body with light movements and a heavy touch leaned towards him from behind, and its soft, white and smooth arms were wrapped around his neck, with a very intimate gesture.

But this action caused Ivan's hand holding the bowl to tremble. God forbid, whether he was slashing demons, the Witch King, or the Pure Colored Clansmen, the young Titan's hand never trembled. Perhaps, for him now, this voluptuous, languid, and alluring Demon King was even more terrifying than facing a billion demons.

drip-drip-drip-

drip-drip-drip-

drip-drip-drip-

Three short, three long, and three short blinks at Adjutant Catworm in a regular and rapid pattern to send out a distress signal, but the latter just stood there with an expressionless face and a kitten-like face and just watched.

"Why did you come out?"

Afredia's slightly naive voice reached his ears, and then a powerful ancient dragon force, surpassing that of an ordinary dragon, erupted from his neck. The bowl in Titan's hand flew upward, and the cat-worm leaped three feet high to catch it. When the chubby cat-worm lieutenant landed lightly on the ground, the large chieftain who had held the bowl was gone, leaving only the crisp sound of air ripping apart.

After countless rounds, Alvin, dressed neatly, walked out of the lounge again. He had a straight figure and powerful steps, but his face had an expression like that of a sage, neither sad nor happy.

"Let's go, let's go say goodbye to our friends in the Great Wilderness Forest."

The druids had no interest in formalities and simply planned to hold a bonfire party to celebrate the end of the crisis. Initially, the dragonborn bureaucrats within the Great Wild Forest United Chiefdom thought this was inappropriate, but the descendants of the great Star Forger, as they called them, also disliked formalities. Therefore, the farewell ceremony before everyone left the Great Wild Forest was actually as relaxed and casual as saying goodbye to a friend.

People who had just met, or had known each other for a while, gathered together. Chef Catworm competed with the local chefs of the Great Wild Forest, and occasionally bursts of laughter could be heard from humans, furry orcs, and even elven children. The scene was lively and a little noisy, but after experiencing such a terrifying and earth-shattering event, miraculously no one was injured, everyone was clearly in a very good mood and could completely ignore the slight noise.

During the dinner, people came up to express their gratitude to Alvin from time to time. Some of them were insincere politicians, but most of them spoke with sincerity and earnestness.

Laughter and cheers rang out one after another. Ivan suddenly felt something and turned around to see Kakarom, who had turned into a white ape, waving at him.

I stood up and walked to the old man's side. It was surprisingly quiet here. The shade cast by the Treeman Emperor above my head was like an invisible curtain, blocking out all the hustle and bustle and firelight.

"Thank you for everything you have done for the Great Wild Forest." The Archdruid first expressed his gratitude to Alvin, and then his face became solemn.

"However, during the reconstruction of Linyuan's Lower Capital, we unexpectedly discovered something, and several old fellows felt it necessary to inform the Druids and the Great Wilderness Forest's most respected and close ally."

The so-called allies naturally refer to Aven, including the Winter Faction. The nine great druids, on behalf of the entire druid faction, swore an oath to nature, paying the highest respect of the guardian of nature to the one who forged the stars.

This was essentially a special oath with supernatural power, and from then on, it was natural for druids to call Aven their allies.

"What exactly happened?" Alvin suppressed his smile. It was obviously not a simple matter that could make a great druid so serious.

"The Whisperer." Kakarom uttered a nickname.

"The conspirators under the command of that evil creature had a plan."

"They're targeting the entire Great Wilderness Forest!"

Chapter 164: Offering Loyalty

In the confidential negotiation room covered with lush vines, a great druid from the elven race began to activate the sealing spell in the room, while the white ape Kakarom, who led Ivan here, took out a scroll more than three meters long, which detailed the entire plan of the capital city Linyuanxiadu.

"From here to here, over 53 blocks have been pre-arranged with magical rituals."

As he spoke, the Archdruid's finger traced across a string of adjacent blocks on the city plan map. A faint light outlined a circle encompassing most of the city.

"If these pre-set rituals were activated in the absence of the Treeman Emperor, the underground seal would be attacked by an external force approaching the level of a third-level conventional forbidden spell, and the seal would inevitably be broken."

"By then, the 'Growing Heaven·Born Divine Body', which becomes increasingly active year by year, will have a high probability of breaking the restrictions set by the Oak Father."

The thought of that unfolding event caused the white ape Kakarom to wag his tail. The terrifying power unleashed in the final moments before the ancient sealed artifact, 'Growth Heaven: Divine Body,' was so terrifying that even a great druid like him felt his heart pounding.

"It's not the Winter Faction." Alvin's tone was very firm, and there was no surprise on his face.

"Yes, even they don't know." Kakarom's expression was solemn.

"With the strength of these three, plus the Treeman Emperor Arcturus, the balance of power between the two high-level forces will be reversed. Although the Winter Faction will eventually attempt to utilize the power of 'Growing Heaven·Born Divine Body', there is no need for them to take unnecessary risks and forcibly break the seal when they have the upper hand."

"Yes, by then the Winter Faction will be able to use the Living Wood Staff to remove the seal normally."

The expressions of all the great druids were very ugly. With their spiritual cultivation, they should not show such joy on their faces. However, the threat hidden behind this matter was too huge. Even if it was not actually triggered, it made those who knew about it feel a chill in their backs.

"In addition, we also found that many middle and low-level staff members in some key departments and a few deputies of senior management disappeared after the rebellion was quelled. Most of them can be ruled out as accidents, and those people had behaved very normally in every aspect before, and there was no sign of anything unusual. In other words..." Kakarom hesitated to speak.

"In other words, there is a third-party force behind this incident." Thinking of what Kakarom said, Ivan immediately guessed the true identity of the so-called "third party".

"Well, according to subsequent investigations, many conspirators under the Whisperer had begun planning for 'Growth Heaven·Born Divine Body' years ago. Hiding identities and perfectly taking on other people's identities are all methods these guys excel at."

"Afterwards, analysis revealed that even the Winter Faction's most secretive rebellion plan bore traces of influence from the other faction. Those individuals concealed their own conspiracy within the rebellion plan. As long as the Winter Faction actually launched the rebellion, it would have also accelerated the progress of the other faction's plan."

Take advantage of the situation...

This term quickly emerged in Alvin's mind. Although he was not familiar with these devilish tricks, the history books he had read in the past naturally provided a reference at this time.

But a new question also arises: given all the preparations made beforehand, why didn't the followers of the evil god, the Whisperer of Darkness, actually launch their plan? Could they have another conspiracy hidden beneath this already hidden conspiracy?

Considering the other party's almost twisted pursuit of "change", such a strategy that looks like a Russian nesting doll with rings inside rings is indeed something that those things can come up with.

"It's so sudden." Suddenly, another archdruid interrupted Kakarom's narration.

"The plans of the Dark Whisperer's followers came to a sudden halt, just like a tree having all its roots suddenly cut off during its growth."

"Lack of key figures?" Alvin thought of a name, the fallen druid - Vero Dishia.

She was supposed to be the key figure in the major event, the Blackwood Spawn. The two had met once before in the Northern Kingdom of Elrond, but their relationship was not pleasant. At that time, both Aven and Willow were busy greeting each other with bullets and spells, but they had no time to ask her how she planned to trigger the Blackwood Spawn.

Thinking about it now, it’s really a pity.

Even though Ivan was just an insignificant first-level barbarian at the time, and Willow was already a fallen upper-level druid who had awakened the power of the soul - the Wither Walker, he still regretted not being able to completely crush the other party.

Forget it, don’t think too much about it.

"It's possible, but it's like a comedy. If all the preparations are done, how could they forget to invite the leading actor? So I feel the probability is not high." Kakarom shook his head.

This was not without reason, provided Ivan did not know the future. Furthermore, the Whisperer himself often displayed an unpredictable madness, or, to put it more bluntly, his thoughts were always on the rise, making it difficult for others to predict his next move.