Star Forge Titan

Besides being surprised, the information Melulida gave him afterwards made his expression even more interesting.

The great elven sage put away his cynical expression and looked carefully at Ivan's pure black eyes that no longer shone with golden light.

"That's a 'gift box' left by an ancient Titan."

Chapter 250 Stone Teaching Aids

Looking at the young man in front of her who was lost in thought, Melulida was slightly dazed.

He vaguely recalled himself two hundred years ago, when the Timeless Isle had yet to recognize the potential of half-elves. Unappreciated, like many of his peers, he began pursuing adventure, treasure, and the essential power. This process allowed Melulida to make many friends and gain what truly mattered. Ultimately, by chance, despite being an unappreciated half-blood, she achieved rank five.

Time flies so fast.

With a sigh, Melulida refocused her attention on the matter at hand. She saw Ivan raise his hand and tap his brow. He seemed to have done something, but the surroundings remained unchanged, so she could only continue to wait.

It didn't take long before Melulida heard Alvin exhale.

"Let's go. I want to see what the so-called 'gift box' is."

"Okay, Titan, no problem, Titan." Melulida nodded quickly with a beaming expression.

"I have a name." Alvin showed a toothache expression. The other party did not carry any of the image baggage that a fifth-level perfect person should have.

Without anyone accompanying them, the two took off directly from the spot, and using different methods, both transformed into luminous meteors that flew in the opposite direction and quickly disappeared into the distant sky.

As for the chair Ivan had left behind, it neighed like a horse for a moment, then suddenly shuddered and transformed back into a regular wooden chair. This was actually a test of his abilities, and it was quite successful. The wooden chair, pointed at and told, "You're not a chair, you're a lively and adorable magical pony," actually transformed into a magical pony capable of galloping across the sea for over thirty-five minutes. It was truly magical.

The principle behind it was still vague, and Alvin felt that he still needed to study it carefully. Just like the space control ability he obtained through the Pluto blueprint, it required sufficient practice to truly master it and to develop a more in-depth and essential application.

The Titan, accelerating at warp speed, exclaimed, and the nearby elven Archsage's eyes nearly popped out of his head. The Archsage's own flight relied on traditional magic, and while the relevant spell equations had been optimized and improved to a customized level, the fundamental principles remained unchanged.

But how did the young man next to him fly? He actually molded the space into a vehicle! And it even had its own propulsion!

"How did you do it?" Melulida asked directly and familiarly.

"Oh, it's a bit complicated to explain in detail. To put it simply, it's a bit like a soap boat." Ivan didn't hide it. As one of the protectors of the existing order, the other party naturally has an alliance with him. Besides, knowledge is not something that can be eaten once, so sharing it will only benefit both parties.

However, he obviously ignored the cognitive differences between different civilizations.

"Huh?" Melulida felt like she hadn't had such a clear yet bewildered look in over two hundred years. While she could understand each word individually, she didn't quite grasp what the young man was trying to say when put together.

"Oh, it's in the soapy water..." Alvin suddenly realized his negligence, so he stopped explaining the otherworldly mini-games like the soap boat, and instead used academic terms to talk about professional theories such as water surface tension.

As expected, Melulida nodded repeatedly at this professional theory. He simply didn't understand the civilizations of other worlds, not that he was truly stupid. Later, the mage, who had been awarded the title of Great Sage, reciprocated by sharing with Ivan a number of cutting-edge research papers on elves.

Both parties felt that they had gained a lot, and the originally boring journey became pleasant and short.

Soon, Melulida brought Ivan to a medium-sized island off the coast of Genoa. It was off the beaten path, and without clear directions, it would be difficult for ordinary ships to accidentally discover its existence.

Due to past research and excavation work, the Eternal Island authorities built a forward-looking research station here. However, due to the aforementioned difficulties, exploration within the ruins has been stagnant, aside from the personnel stationed there on a daily basis.

The ruins on the island were small, yet they were deep underground. The only tunnel connecting to the surface was later excavated by the elves, and a full set of lighting equipment was installed along the way. This made the place look more like a developing mine than an ancient ruin.

"We discovered that this was originally a hill on the edge of the continent. Later, due to long-term geographical changes, it gradually sank into the sea and became an island." Melulida led the way while introducing the investigation report on the ruins.

"Crustal movement, it seems that this relic is indeed very old." Alvin nodded to show his understanding.

"It's at least more than 3,700 years old, and the deeper area where the fragments of the Immortal Holy Sword are stored is even older." Melulida was also quite emotional.

After chatting for a while, the two people, who were not in a hurry, walked through the tunnel and successfully arrived at the ruins deep underground.

This is a square stone chamber that has been excavated. The surrounding soil and rubble have been cleared away by elven explorers, leaving the entire stone structure completely exposed. This square stone shell has no entrances or exits, and no signs of advanced processing can be seen. However, the fact that this square stone has withstood various crustal movements and survived thousands of years is enough to prove that it contains incredible power.

Ivan gently touched the surface of the square stone, and he could feel something familiar in it.

Immortality and eternity...

It's not magic or magical engineering technology, but like weaving colorful silk threads into gorgeous brocade, manipulating various concepts and definitions into complex entities, thus giving a piece of mortal stone the qualifications to last forever.

This force could even withstand the force of time, and natural disasters like storms, earthquakes, and volcanic eruptions couldn't harm it in the slightest. No wonder Melulida said it would require the combined might of at least three Perfectors to force it open. Honestly, after seeing the object in person, Ivan even doubted whether this level of power was sufficient.

Moreover, for the newly born young Titan, compared to the fragment of the Immortal Holy Sword contained in it, this stone box itself is more valuable, far exceeding the rarity value of an Immortal Fragment.

Because this is not a gift box, but a teaching aid, a precious learning material specially reserved for new Titans.

He can learn from it the correct way for the ancient Titans to use their power!

Then, Alvin saw something on the box's surface that was different from the conceptual tapestry. It was a message, not left by the ancient Titan who created the box, but a brief message later woven into its surface by the box's previous owner.

My beloved son, congratulations on your new birth, congratulations on your rebirth, congratulations on your awakening, congratulations on your enlightenment.

This is a gift, but also a test. —Ishtori

Chapter 251: Sword Awakens

test?

Alvin looked at the 'gift box' in front of him and the message written on it, frowning and pondering the deeper meaning of the contents.

He had been pondering a related question. Since the Burning Demon Sword, Revatin, shattered during the war between the gods of good and evil, why did the fragments appear inside a stone box crafted by an ancient Titan? After reading the comments, he could easily deduce the answer. The being who placed the fragments was none other than Palladia's oldest riddler, the Eye of Prophecy, Ishtarri.

So, what does the test mentioned in the message refer to?

Alvin quickly realized that the test must be how to open the stone box and take out the fragments of Revatin from it.

What? Are you treating me like a child? Humph, I, Ai, accept this challenge!

"Did you find anything?" asked the great sage Melulida curiously.

"Well, I need some time." Alvin didn't say much and sat down cross-legged in front of the stone box.

The square stone gift box in front of us is 6.18 meters long, wide and high, and looks about as high as two stories. The outer shell has a very common limestone texture. There is no decorative pattern on the surface, but it retains the peeling marks, scratches and cracks caused by natural weathering.

However, everything the naked eye could see was merely an appearance. As his magic swirled and his soul warmed up, a golden-red glow, like molten steel, reappeared in Ivan's darkened eyes.

The perceptual realm composed of what you see, hear, and feel suddenly changes. The contrast of various colors becomes more vivid. Little bits of light roam around like fireflies. In the high places, streams of light converge into rivers in the sky, flowing around the entire planet.

Everything in the world is changing, and the square stone box in front of him is completely different from before. The plain gray rock texture is covered with countless colors, and extremely complex patterns are interwoven into a gorgeous brocade.

Only in this way can it be called a 'gift box' rather than a stone box.

While feeling emotional, Alvin also realized that beneath the colorful and gorgeous appearance, each pattern represents a creative concept that was artificially written and has established execution methods, and many patterns overlap with each other to represent many concepts that influence each other, thus generating a definition that is more complex than a single concept, and ultimately weaving together from the overall level a prosperous image that is enough to cover the laws of reality.

This thing is much more complicated than the Luban lock...

At first, Alvin looked like a student faced with a difficult math problem, his face full of deep thought as he struggled to find a solution.

If the stone box in front of him was like a tangled ball of wool, he couldn't even find the first two ends of the yarn when he tried to solve the problem.

Then, the boy's frown gradually relaxed, and the corners of his mouth began to curl up. This was because he realized that he didn't need to look for the thread, nor should he break the stone box into its parts and crack them one by one. Instead, he should always maintain a high-level perspective and view it as a complete problem rather than puzzle pieces.

His thoughts were working at high speed, and a faint circular halo appeared in the air. The young Titan, who had come into contact with the power of the King's Soul, simply activated his own consciousness and began to affect the surrounding real universe.

The soul that enters the realm of perfection is an existence that transcends all constraints, and the influence of consciousness on the material world is the most essential manifestation of the power of the soul.

The answer is obvious. The complex and beautiful concept itself must not be deciphered, otherwise it will just be a superficial show of skill like a trick.

There was only one thing Alvin had to do.

Narration, dialogue, communication...

Or rather, give an order.

"Open."

The Elf Great Sage immediately turned his head and looked at Ivan, his face filled with confusion and bewilderment. He didn't sense any magical fluctuations, nor did he find any signs of the other party using his soul power. It seemed that he was just speaking simply.

But, who is this boy talking to?

The tone was calm and peaceful, yet filled with an irrefutable firmness.

Rather than viewing it as a form of communication, it is better to regard it as an order, an irresistible order!

Almost at the moment when Alvin uttered the last word, streaks of light appeared on the surface of the stone box, and then hundreds or thousands of small square stones of equal size and mass burst out.

So many small square stones rolled all over the ground that they almost formed a small hill, on top of which lay half of a broken black blade.

"I knew it!" Alvin cheered and even wanted to imitate Archimedes who solved the problem and go out for a couple of laps.

Finally suppressing the joy in his heart and sensing the many concepts that had not disappeared in the small square stones, Alvin seemed to have thought of something, and spread out his palms towards the small square stones on the ground and gave orders again in a calm tone.

"come over."

The seemingly ordinary small square stones immediately rolled and gathered together again, forming a colorful cube with a length, width and height of 6.18 cm, and then fell into Ivan's palm very obediently.

At this moment, this teaching aid left behind by an ancient Titan had transformed into a high-level Rubik's Cube of fluctuating difficulty. Each stone contained a concept, and when rotated, these different concepts would affect each other. Sometimes, this would prevent the cube from rotating in a specific direction, while other times, it would cause the cube to rotate two or three more times on its own.

This teaching aid even has difficulty upgrades! Really worthy of being a Titan product, right?

Playing with the Rubik's Cube in his hand, Alvin had a vague feeling that if he could understand the rules of its operation, he would be able to better master his own abilities.

After putting away the magic cube transformed from the stone box, he saw the great sage Melulida standing there, craning her neck to look at the fragments of the holy sword.

The great sage's actions were clearly intended to avoid misunderstandings, but how could one describe his current actions? To use a more popular term, they were full of 'stealth', making one want to ask what this sage had experienced in Genoa before?

You are a Level 5, right? Why is it so? Why is it so?

Alvin couldn't bear to watch, so he picked up the fragments and handed them to the other party.

The great sage Melulida was a bit surprised, but since the host was so generous, she felt it was time for her to be more open-minded. So, she quickly returned to her researcher's mindset and carefully examined the sword with admiration.

"This should be the middle fragment of the blade of 'Revatin'. I have the hilt and the end fragment in my hand. As for the tip of the sword, I heard it is kept in the Great Library of the Temple of Knowledge."

"By the way, the Celestial Realm even imitated the operating principle of that sword tip to create a powerful weapon."

As Alvin spoke, he took out the hilt of the sword from the spiritual space and put it together with the middle part of the sword body.

The two fragments only came slightly closer before they automatically joined together. However, a gap still existed between the fragments, and a red light could be seen flowing deep within, clearly indicating that they had not fully recovered.

"Uh, to be honest, I didn't feel much of the power that the Immortal Holy Sword should have. Even the magic fluctuations were minimal... Huh!?!"

Before Melulida could even utter her question, a blanket of flames erupted from the two-thirds broken sword, instantly reducing the entire ruins to nothing. Even the more distant rock formations were melted into liquid form.

"Immortal relics have souls, and this sword... obviously has a bad temper."

Ivan shook his head and threw the magma onto the sea surface with a hissing sound. Not far away were a few elf scientific researchers with confused expressions. They were all rescued by his quick eyes and hands using space transfer.

Melulida, who had also flown into the air, was stunned. The island below, where the ruins were located, had been vaporized in a matter of seconds. The remaining part had transformed into a violently active volcano, opening a wide-open, "laughing" crater on the sea surface, from which hot magma continuously gushed out.

"My temper...is not very good?" Melulida repeated with difficulty.

"Yes, welcome, this lively new friend." Alvin smiled. Although he didn't hear any response, he felt very relaxed.

Anyway, no one died and the stuff was already obtained.

As for the island, it’s gone, so be it.

At worst, I can just make another one on the spot.

Chapter 252 Underground Mystery City

Legendary weapons require the use of simulated souls, such as the Steel Soul of the Celestial Realm or the Ghastly Soul of the Demon Realm. As for the more powerful Immortal Relics, they possess not only a certain degree of selfhood but also a powerful soul-will energy. While they may not interact with the outside world as frequently as a living being, they still possess unique personalities, tendencies, and even appearances.

Perhaps because it was incomplete, the Demon Sword Soul that Alvin saw looked like a child who had not yet grown up. All the hair on its head was made of flames, floating against gravity all the time, rising and swaying continuously.

The two stared at each other for a moment, and the sword's soul began to mutter something incomprehensible. Then, complaining, it retreated into its incomplete body. Soon, a soft snoring sound could be heard from within.

"Like a cat." Alvin complained casually.

How could a cat vaporize and melt half an island just because it got grumpy?!

The great elven sage who was flapping his hands and flying nearby, as well as a group of ordinary elves, tried their best to suppress the urge to roar.

Sending the ordinary elves who had unexpectedly lost their jobs back to the Timeless Isle would undoubtedly ensure that someone would properly address the subsequent issues. As for the ownership of the fragments of the Immortal Sword, while the elven high command's concealment of clues was somewhat unpleasant, the Great Sage who remained in the Material Plane was not particularly disliked, so Ivan did not intend to go too far. After making some ambiguous promises, both parties, at least on the surface, appeared to be enjoying themselves.

On the way back to the City of a Thousand Towers, Ivan began to think about what kind of maze he should build to store the fragments of the Holy Sword. He didn't forget that the Demon King, who was busy dealing with a backlog of government affairs, was eagerly looking forward to an adventure.

While pondering, Ivan spotted a rather large island not far away. It wasn't uninhabited; to the south lay a small port town. Judging from its size, the island must be close to major shipping routes. Besides local fishing boats, passing merchant ships would likely also come here for supplies. Otherwise, there wouldn't be much need for sailboat berths and a dock for loading and unloading cargo.

Hmm? Ivan's mind shifted slightly, and his hand slowly stopped playing with the Rubik's Cube.

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About three days later, a Titan, having worked non-stop for three days and three nights, emerged from the ground, wiping away non-existent sweat. Then, a major news suddenly broke out in that obscure port town.

Fellow villagers, we've dug up a dungeon in our village! The kind with gold bars! Hurry up and call in the strong and sturdy adventurers to come dig the earth!

As a result, the Genoese Confederacy, along with the entire southern region, became bustling with activity. A large number of idle (important) adventurers heard the news and flocked to the port town, making it unusually lively.

The local mayor was fairly responsible, and the local police force, whose numbers were rapidly expanding alongside the number of adventurers, managed to keep law and order under control. Of course, this was inseparable from the inexplicable appearance of a pile of non-lethal riot control equipment in the warehouse.

As the news spread, even the Demon King, trapped in his study for three days and three nights under a mountain of documents, heard about it. Ivan perfectly presented the newly discovered clues about the Holy Sword, and Afrediya immediately stated that the Demon King had decided to appoint her younger brother as regent.