I Became the Progenitor Vampire-Chapter 247 - 248: Strong Wrist Rearranges Again, Forging Extraordinary Weapon (9600-word Mega - )

Chapter 247 -248: Strong Wrist Rearranges Again, Forging Extraordinary Weapon (9600-word Mega Chapter)

“Stanley, how much do you know about goblins, and do you know where those capable of making alchemy bombs can be found?”

Stanley immediately understood Lide’s thoughts and began speaking with a slightly subtle expression.

“Goblins are a type of dwarf-like creature with very clever minds, but their bodies are quite weak, weaker even than human children aged eleven or twelve.

Yet their intelligence surpasses that of ordinary humans, and they have a keen interest in researching alchemy items.

Alchemy bombs are a representation of their craftsmanship.

However, goblins rarely appear in the surface world, as their habitats are more commonly found in the underworld.”

Having said that, Stanley shook his head, “As for the goblins who can make alchemy bombs, I’m sorry, Your Majesty, but I do not know the whereabouts of any such goblins.”

Goblins have always been mysterious and almost never appear on the surface; the Dark Contract and Late Bell Church also have little to no interactions with these underground creatures.

Lide nodded slightly, not surprised by this, but a word Stanley had mentioned reminded him of something.

Underworld.

He suddenly remembered the passage to the underworld in the Giant Valley.

Koso and the others had come from the underworld, and he had never forgotten that mysterious world.

However, due to Dawn City being in a rapid development phase with all types of construction needing a substantial amount of resources, he had neither the energy nor the time to explore that mist-enshrouded world.

Additionally, Dawn City had not been as powerful before due to a lack of strength, so he had never taken further steps to develop that legendary, resource-rich land.

The underworld is no match for the surface; its danger level far exceeds that of the surface tenfold.

Dark creatures roam freely, and violent, bloodthirsty evil lives are commonplace everywhere, with every living being in the underworld being a predator in the shadows, where survival and strength are their only goals.

Koso, a level-16 bronze one-eyed giant who once belonged to the Thunder Tribe, had hundreds of powerful one-eyed giants, even their chieftain reached a terrifying near-transcendent level 19.

But even such a powerful tribe could not live securely; the Thunder Tribe’s chieftain, Koso’s father, had encountered a deadly enemy, a black dragon, in the marshes where the tribe lived.

This level-19 one-eyed giant was severely wounded and killed by the black dragon, forcing the might Thunder Tribe to relocate, and Koso came to the surface after losing the competition for the chieftain’s position to his brother.

Considering that even creatures like the black dragon existed at a golden level, it was clear how extreme this world could be; it wasn’t an exaggeration to say that crises were everywhere.

That’s why Lide wasn’t rushing to explore it; without sufficient power, venturing there might not yield any benefits but could potentially lead to encounters with terrifying creatures like the black dragon, which would be a significant issue.

“Could Risier City, like us, have discovered an underworld and initiated trade with it, gaining support from the goblins, which led to its development over these years?” Lide pondered.

“And the beastmen, it’s not necessarily just about the goblins. They might have also discovered traces of the underworld. Their attack on Risier City could be for greater benefits…”

Although this idea had no solid proof, Lide couldn’t help but think more about it.

If he could get a one-eyed giant, why couldn’t a powerful force like Risier City, deeply rooted in this land for thousands of years, establish trade with the underworld?

Hearing this conjecture, Harrison thoughtfully said,

“If that’s the case, then the beastmen’s motives might be even more complicated…”

Stanley shook his head, “Your Majesty, although most of the goods traded by Risier City bear traces of goblins, there aren’t many items from the underworld in circulation.

However, goblins are indeed creatures of the underworld, so perhaps the young lord of Risier City has control over an entrance to the underworld.

All of this still requires more information to confirm our speculations.”

Lide nodded, “Indeed, whether the beastmen’s target is to attack Green City or their original goal was Risier City,

or even for the goblins and a potential underworld.

All these are conjectures based on the information we have and cannot be taken as corroborative evidence.

Harrison, have the think tank in the city hall analyze these possibilities and present at least three contingency plans for each scenario.”

The think tank, which Lide had Harrison form by selecting the cleverest and most imaginative staff members from the city hall.

Among the members were Harrison, Nicole, Emi, second-generation Bloodline Augustine, Ivy, and three third-generation Bloodlines, plus twelve very intelligent humans.

These individuals either had flexible and divergent thinking, broad and long-term vision, or were experienced and skillful; or had a strong overall perspective, each excelling in their own areas.

However, they all shared one common strength—wisdom.

This resembled the staff departments in the militaries of various countries on Earth, or the think tanks in major corporations.

Even Lide was preparing to use the current think tank to build a future information command center to integrate all the forces under his command.

Harrison nodded solemnly.

“Yes, Clan Leader.”

“Moreover, we cannot just sit idly. Immediately inform the Dark Contract to mobilize all resources and channels to gather information about Risier City, alchemy bombs, goblins, and the Underworld.

We can issue a large number of mercenary tasks under the pretext of fighting the Beastmen to acquire more information about the goblins.”

“At the same time, keep in close contact with Craig, and have him relay more information he possesses. Being inside the Beastman Army as a Level 16 combatant, he must be able to obtain more information.”

After organizing his thoughts, Lide issued a direct command, “Additionally, have the Crimson Mage Tower investigate everything about Risier City among the upper-class nobles in Green City.

We have only two targets, alchemy bombs and goblins.”

The immense power of the alchemy bombs had greatly surprised him; although he hadn’t had the opportunity to encounter them before, now, an achievable opportunity seemed to be right before his eyes.

If he didn’t seize it, it would be against his nature to take the initiative.

Just like with the secret silver vein in Dwarf Valley, this was a sweet fruit he had actively fought for, using all the power of Dawn City to snatch it from the Beastmen.

To survive and develop, one must occupy more living space; this has nothing to do with good and evil, justice, or morality—it’s a competition for survival resources among races.

No one can avoid it.

Although the production efficiency of the secret silver vein in Dwarf Valley wasn’t high at the moment, given enough time, Lide could ensure that each of his top combatants would be equipped with extraordinary equipment forged from mithril.

This meant his power would significantly increase, and the edge of his top combatants would become even sharper.

The offensive against Dwarf Valley greatly enhanced the foundation of Dawn City, not only acquiring a valuable mithril vein but also extending his reach to the barren wastelands and ruling an exaggerated number of Beastman tribes.

Similarly, the goblin bombs would also do the same; the powerful goblin bombs, coupled with Magic Language Bats, would significantly enhance his aerial capabilities.

When the time came, not only the Bloodline could join the battle, but he could also cultivate Magic Language Bat cavalry, allowing humans to participate in the war.

This would lead to an explosive increase in the grassroots power of Dawn City.

He was simply coveting the alchemy bombs, without any extra reasons.

If it had been earlier, even if he knew that Risier City might possess secret channels for trading with goblins, or even had control over a group of goblins, he wouldn’t have thought much of it.

Because a big city with a complete army and a population of 500,000 is not something that Dawn City, with barely 20,000 people, could swallow.

But now it was different.

The Beastmen had arrived.

This group, assembling hundreds of thousands of troops from an alien race, had set their sights on this city.

In troubled waters, it’s easier to fish; the fisherman benefits from the fight between the snipe and the clam.

Although everything concerning the goblins and Risier City was still speculative, the allure of the alchemy bombs was like the mithril veins, compelling him to invest heavily to confirm the reality of the situation.

He wouldn’t miss any opportunity to enhance the strength of Dawn City.

“Yes, Clan Leader.

So, shall we directly participate in this war against Risier City?” Harrison could tell what Lide was thinking just by looking at him.

Lide shook his head.

“No, not participating, all the focus of Dawn City’s work is solely on population plunder.

Nothing compares to population plunder during the Frost Month.”

He was not distracted by the temptation of the alchemy bombs; population was the fundamental tone, which could not and would not be replaced; otherwise, even countless alchemy bombs would be useless without people to use them.

“I reiterate once again, all resources must be prioritized for population plundering, and matters concerning alchemy bombs and goblins must not affect population plundering.

We have abundant resources, and drawing a portion from them has already completed the preliminary investigation.”

Resources included human resources, military resources, material resources, and even propaganda resources, networking resources, faith resources, and so on.

Everything in Dawn City now revolved around population plundering, but not all resources needed to be invested.

“Yes, Clan Leader.”

After Lide gave the orders, the people below immediately began to act.

The last time Lide returned to the Crimson Mage Tower, he established an information department within it specifically to receive his messages.

He also hinted to Veena that the small town of the Kachar family he had established on the border was already built, but it was not yet advisable to let others know.

In the future, he would pass messages to her through a special channel for the cooperation required by the Crimson Mage Tower.

To enhance connections, Dawn City specifically set up relevant departments to communicate with the Dark Contract, Crimson Mage Tower, and Dwarf Valley.

It can be said that the information command center he planned to establish was already taking shape, and only needed to integrate these bases to form a brand new department.

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After arranging these tasks, Lide turned his head to look at Anakin, the young Dwarf Prince beside him all the time, who had a face full of black beard, looking somewhat handsome.

“Anakin, we’ve now accumulated 80 pounds of Mithril. Does the smithy have any ideas?”

Mithril had not been forged into weapons since it was mined: firstly, because Lide had no time to pay attention to these matters, and secondly, because there was no urgent need for preparation, so Mithril had been kept in the city hall’s secret vault.

Talking about this, the eyes of the Dwarf Prince immediately lit up.

Because the dwarf tribe had not suffered much loss in the last attack by the Bloodline on the beastmen, and also because his father had already escaped,

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and coupled with the immense charm of this city, Anakin no longer held hostility towards the Bloodline and started slowly considering himself part of this city.

The Dwarf Prince now held enough respect for Lide, the master of Dawn City.

As for the Mithril ore, he had been coveting it for a long time. Previously, the impoverished Mithril vein in Dwarf Valley could only produce about ten pounds a year,

and every time it was mined, it was eagerly divided by the frenzied tribesmen. Now, Lide had dozens of pounds of Mithril, which could definitely be used to forge several pieces of Extraordinary Equipment.

Forging the best weapons was almost the ultimate dream of a dwarf, and personally crafting Extraordinary Equipment was an irresistible temptation for any dwarf.

“Perhaps you need a set of solid armor? Or a sharp Dragon Slayer Blade?” Anakin asked excitedly.

“Whatever you need, I can forge it for you, except for Divine Artifacts, of course!”

Lide looked at the excited expression of Anakin, who had an oddly funny face. These guys, when they first came to Dawn City, acted like they’d rather die than comply, but now… the principle of ‘irresistible appeal’ truly was an eternal rule escaping no multi-universe.

After pondering for a moment, he shook his head.

Currently, everyone had a need for Mithril equipment.

Betty, Groot, Stanley, Emi, even Koso who had just forged new equipment, Castro, and the Level 18 Bone Dragon with bones as hard as an Extraordinary Shield.

In short, good equipment was scarce for everyone.

But the most urgently needed personnel first eliminated the three Magic units.

Emi and Stanley rarely engaged in hand-to-hand combat, and extraordinary equipment did not enhance their abilities as much as it did for warriors.

Next were the magic units, the Bone Dragons. Although Bone Dragons were formidable in melee combat, they were essentially magic units.

At present, it could be ignored that under the unrestricted accumulation of the Undead Mage’s Withered Bones, the body of the Bone Dragon was probably no worse than an extraordinary shield, and there was no need to equip armor that was more fragile than its body.

The remaining few were melee units, Betty, Groot, along with Koso, and Castro.

Koso’s equipment had just been infused with the Power of Faith, and it did not need significant modifications for the time being, so it could be excluded.

As for the remaining three top combat powers, Lide was about to speak, but suddenly, as if remembering something, he turned his head to look at Anakin.

“It seems Master Valen mentioned that Mithril can be used for secondary forging on already formed armor, outlining certain Alchemy Arrays to make the armor more solid…”

“Yes, but this requires extremely skilled craftsmanship and familiarity with the Alchemy Array.”

Anakin nodded, confirming Lide’s words.

“Good, pass my orders for Master Valen to come back, and also inform Castro to return.”

Lide nodded excitedly.

He had already seen the power of the Steel Giant firsthand in the Dwarf Valley, and without the cooperation of Koso and Castro, he would not have been able to use the spellcasters of the Bloodline to defeat over ten thousand members of the Beastman Tribe in one go.

Such large units played a more significant role in war than normal-sized units.

With just one dive, Castro could destroy a whole street, causing hundreds of deaths, and it would take Betty, the mighty female warrior, at least three to five minutes to cause such destruction.

This was the advantage of size.

Moreover, Castro’s armor had not yet been infused with the Power of Faith last time and had much room for improvement.

He was now eyeing the Alchemy Bombs in Risier City, and might take some actions to elevate the cutting-edge power in his hands as a precaution.

Continuing to enhance Castro, who possessed superior aerial mobility, and transforming him into an even sharper weapon was definitely the top priority of the first sequence.

Watching Anakin’s slightly disappointed expression, Lide smiled slightly.

“80 pounds of Mithril should be enough with 50 pounds, and with the remaining 30 pounds, you can help me forge two sets of armor and a giant sword. I’ll send someone to ask Groot and Betty for the related dimensions and scales.”

Anakin’s heart bloomed with joy—as much as 30 pounds of Mithril for him to use?!

Previously, the Dwarf Valley couldn’t produce so much Mithril in a year. All praise to the Forge God, all praise to the Kachar City Lord!

“If it’s not enough, you can wait a while, wait half a month, and I can gather up to 50 pounds for you…”

Lide, unconcerned, continued to up the ante. His conquest of the Dwarf Valley was precisely to forge armor and weapons for his subordinates to enhance their combat effectiveness. What else would he do with Mithril? He did not harbor a giant dragon’s abnormal fondness for wealth.

Converting resources into combat capability was crucial.

The production was a little over two pounds of Mithril daily, and in half a month, that would be over 30 pounds, enough to forge two sets of armor for Anakin.

“Thank you, Lord of Kachar City, thank you for your generosity and mercy!” Anakin’s smile was crooked.

50 pounds of Mithril! This was an unimaginably huge amount, enough to tempt any creature to covet.

“I will bring out the best Alchemy Formulas of the Dwarf Clan and forge the hardest steel, and I will not waste these precious Mithril.”

Mithril could only be used as an auxiliary metal, not the main one, so it must be combined with steel.

Pure Mithril weapons were very soft and couldn’t compare to normal metals.

However, once Mithril was combined with other metals to form an alloy, its performance would increase geometrically.

A standard iron sword with a sharpness of 10 could increase in sharpness to 30 or 40 once mixed with a bit of Mithril—that was why Mithril was so precious.

Such magical metal properties were extremely powerful.

“Good, if you need any materials, you can apply directly through the City Hall. I will ensure they cooperate unconditionally with you.”

Lide nodded in satisfaction.

“Comrade, you truly have a high level of consciousness, working so diligently for the people of Dawn City deserves great support. I have high hopes for you.”

After a few commands were issued, the relevant departments immediately began operations.

The Information Department transmitted the orders, and through the Bloodline’s channels, the orders reached Green City a few Sunshine Hours later.

Upon receiving the message, the Crimson Mage Tower began to dispatch personnel to search for all information concerning the three keywords: goblin, Risier City, and alchemy bombs.

Dark Contract issued a large number of missions under the guise of resisting the Beastman, especially focusing on Risier City which was besieged by the main forces of the Beastman.

If one could see the link between these two missions, the keywords goblin and alchemy bomb, and even the Underground World appeared.

The most expensive bounty mission was to find the goblin tribe, followed by discovering the methods of creating alchemy bombs, with a staggering commission of 2000 Gold Pucks that enticed many bloodthirsty mercenaries.

The last time that mysterious person issued exploratory missions to the barren wastelands, many mercenaries made a fortune. Seeing the same style of mission again immediately sparked an active response among the mercenaries, who were eagerly preparing to set out.

As for the ongoing war, to hell with it, making money was more important.

Meanwhile, Betty and Groot had also provided their equipment requirements and basic physical data to the blacksmith, where Anakin, the Dwarf Prince, was excitedly designing personalized armor and weapons for them.

Master Valen and Castro returned to Dawn City overnight after receiving their transfers.

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“Lord Kachar, good night.”

At City Hall, upon returning to Dawn City, Valen immediately went to Lide’s office.

Looking at the dwarf in front of him, who was bowing, Lide nodded slightly, always distracted by the two braided beards the other sported.

“Valen, how is the construction of Dwarf Valley going?”

Valen looked a bit sentimental.

“Currently, the Secret Silver Vein is progressing smoothly. Using Beastman as miners is a brilliant choice; given enough food, their efficiency rivals that of the dwarves.

We have already constructed five large mines, which are in full operation.”

“As for city construction, it is going very slowly. Although there are many Beastman, and they can mine without issues, they are very clumsy when it comes to building houses…”

After listening to Valen’s report on the work for about ten minutes, Lide nodded with satisfaction.

“Okay, with you and Stanley there, I’m reassured.”

He wasn’t worried about the construction of Dwarf Valley. Stanley’s intelligence was consistently reliable, managing a Dwarf Valley was no issue, and having Master Valen on the Secret Silver Vein made organizing mining seem effortless.

The only issue was the toughness of the Secret Silver Vein; even though all the miners were professionals and physically formidable Beastman, they found it incredibly challenging, which resulted in persistently low efficiency.

“This time I’ve called you back because we have already amassed 80 pounds of Secret Silver. The last time, you mentioned that we could use Secret Silver to draw an alchemy array and reforge armor… I need you to help Castro etch the alchemy array.”

Lide was straightforward and got right to the point, determined to further enhance Castro’s armor.

The armor made by Kosso without using Secret Silver had already achieved a perfect ★★★ rating. If Secret Silver was used to etch an alchemy array, could it yield Extraordinary Level armor??

Transcendent… The magic held by these two words couldn’t be described by ordinary language.

Valen’s eyes sparkled with excitement and surprise, “80 pounds? Can I use all of it??”

Lide was somewhat amused; these dwarves all had one trait in common, they couldn’t resist the allure of Secret Silver.

“I’ve already promised to leave 30 pounds for Anakin to forge armor.”

Seeing Valen look visibly disappointed before changing the subject, “However, Castro takes priority, so go ahead and use it with ease.”

If Anakin, still excitedly designing armor, heard this, he would probably burst into tears—it was his Secret Silver…

“Your generosity is enough to awe the Forge God, thank you, Kachar City Lord!”

Valen burst into laughter instantly.

80 pounds of Mithril—that was an astronomical figure even for him, a Dwarf Forging Master, who had never in his life had the luxury of handling so much Mithril.

Mithril is a controlled item that money can’t buy on the market, it hardly circulates because any appearance of Mithril would surely be snapped up by the major nobles in the quickest fashion.

Such an extremely rare and powerful precious metal is considered a treasure even by kings of a nation.

Lide completely understood the Dwarves’ feelings. Wouldn’t those who loved forging be thrilled to suddenly be able to freely use such precious ore? It’s like foodies about to savor the most delicious food in the world, or pitiful admirers finally winning the affection of their goddess…

Of course, he was happy too, since the Dwarves were working for him for free. All he needed to offer in return was two generous barrels of fine wine after their successful forging.

They were working for him for free and even praised his kindness and generosity—it was like being sold and gleefully complimenting the seller’s character…

The Dwarves perfectly fulfilled the role of the tools he needed.

The very next morning.

In the backyard of the City Hall, on a spacious lawn large enough for ten Magic Language Bats to take off and land at the same time.

Valen was sitting next to a triangular furnace radiating a cozy warmth, with the charcoal inside burning a bluish-green, and a thick iron container on top through which silvery-white metallic liquid flowed.

This was Mithril, the precious metal that could even make a king’s heart flutter.

After melting, Mithril took on a silvery color, much like mercury.

Not far from Valen, an exaggeratedly large set of winged armor was laid out.

This was Castro’s equipment, the main focus of today’s modification.

The broad lawn was packed with Dwarf and Human smiths, each gazing at Valen with fervor, faces full of anticipation.

This was a Master Level Forging Master demonstrating firsthand how to do a secondary forging and draw an Alchemy Array.

Such advanced techniques were generally reserved for Grandmaster Forgers, and for these smiths to see a master like Valen in action was already a great privilege.

Just picking up a tip or two from him would serve them well.

Valen didn’t mind and even began a public tutorial, explaining every step in detail.

Lide found this very intriguing and had the Bloodline use magic to record the scene, for the convenience of others to repeatedly watch and learn later.

Castro had transformed into a palm-sized bat by now, lazily lounging on Lide’s shoulder.

This fledgling ruler, who had been constantly sent by Lide to guard against unknown enemies in the Dwarf Valley, dared not remove his armor.

Moreover, transforming was impossible while wearing the armor. Castro, used to being free-spirited, found it uncomfortable to lug around armor all day—even though its weight barely affected him, the stiff armor was still bothersome.

At this moment, the little fellow daringly slacked off, feeling greatly comforted by Lide’s presence—after all, the blood of the Bloodline Ancestor also flowed in his veins.

“After the Mithril completely melts, it carries a slight bright white hue, while incompletely melted Mithril is a dull silver. Only when the Mithril is fully melted can we proceed with drawing the Alchemy Array.

Many failures in drawing Alchemy Arrays come from not getting this first step right. If the Mithril isn’t fully melted, it can cause uneven density across the array, making it prone to collapse…”

Valen sat by the furnace pointing at the Mithril and spoke fluently, turning the moment into a live teaching session.

“Now, let’s start sketching the Alchemy Array. This particular alchemy formula, which I acquired years ago, is an Ancient Alchemy Array with quite incredible capabilities.

With this formula, the metallic properties of Mithril grant the armor powerful Magic Resistance. When magic attacks the armor, the Alchemy Array directly disperses the Magic Energy through the Mithril, making the enemy’s Magic Attack ineffective.

This is the most powerful aspect of the array.

It can also make the armor immune to high temperature, corrosion, impact, and even continuously attract surrounding magic to nourish the armor, allowing any cracks to be slowly repaired by magic…”

Not just the Dwarf and Human smiths, but even Lide was captivated by Valen’s words.

These features were excessively powerful and outrageous, weren’t they?

But the more outrageous, the more I like it.

His heart was filled with anticipation for Valen; if he could truly forge Extraordinary Level armor today, it would be worth all the resources spent.

80 pounds of Secret Silver—a successful endeavor carved out from the relentless efforts of thousands of miners over two months, its value almost immeasurable.

At that moment, Valen began his crafting process, starting with the sketching of the Alchemy Array. Piece by piece, the Mage Apprentices called to assist removed the components from the massive armor using Mage’s Hand and placed them in front of Valen.

Valen had clearly studied the armor beforehand and knew exactly how to arrange the Alchemy Array within it without hesitation, immediately started to etch marks inside and outside Castro’s thick armor using a specially made chisel.

It was unclear what material his chisel was made from, but even the perfect★ armor was as fragile as bark, and metal scraps flew all around.

After engraving a component, Valen then began to explain these steps in detail.

Only when the human blacksmiths and dwarves gathered around had no more questions did he start using a specially made tool to slowly scoop out molten Secret Silver from a metal container and evenly fill the carved grooves with it.

He waited for the Secret Silver vein to cool before smoothing out the surrounding marks to completely integrate it into the armor.

The whole scene flowed smoothly and harmoniously; one could instantly tell that Valen had studied this Array for a long time, having etched it numerous times already.

From morning to sunset, Castro’s armor was simply too vast—there were no words to describe the armor worn by this behemoth with a wingspan of 16 blades.

When the sky was filled with colorful twilight and the orange sun sank behind the mountains,

Valen finally finished engraving the last piece of armor.

By then, only a tiny bit of the once large pot of Secret Silver remained. Anakin, watching from a distance, was both excited and heartbroken—excited to witness the birth of a powerful set of armor, but heartbroken that the Secret Silver was initially meant for him…

“Kachar City Lord, after the Secret Silver engraving is complete, it needs to be scorched by fierce flames to fully integrate it.

“But for now, there’s no need for that trouble. Please use your Divine Power to bestow greater strength upon it, letting the Secret Silver thoroughly meld with this armor…”

Since he had already used the Power of Faith once during the forging of another armor, Lide didn’t hide the fact that he could enhance the armor’s quality using this power.

Of course, they only knew he had this ability but didn’t know it was the Power of Faith.

The Dawn Sect’s legendary dwarves had heard of it, but these self-proclaimed Children of the Earth always worshipped the Forge God and had little interest in the Dawn God, Lide.

Moreover, the dwarves’ stubbornness made them virtually immune to the proselytizing of other sects, the Dawn Sect included.

Trying to convert these hardheaded fellows to another sect was as likely as the undead symbolizing death shaking hands with the elves symbolizing nature and life.

Although the dwarves did not worship the Dawn Sect, they still treated Lide with considerable respect, for, compared to the vampires and humans cohabiting in harmony, it was more convincing to claim that Lide was a divine being descended to rule over mankind.

Lide took two steps forward and looked at the freshly forged equipment, waking up Castro, who had been sleeping on his shoulder.

With a whoosh—

Amidst the shocked gazes of everyone, the palm-sized figure once again became the sovereign newly born.

With wings unfurled to a span of 16 blades, it was adorned with dark red patterns full of mystery, and its muscles shimmered with a bronze luster as if cast from metal—a majestic Bronze Giant Beast appeared in the clearing.

Empowered by Divine Power, inheriting the bloodlines of the Blood Clan Ancestor and the Bronze One-eyed Giant—a powerful being, Castro Cachar.

With all its potential unlocked by the system, this newborn sovereign bat was a massive weapon in Lide’s arsenal.

In the war against the Beastman Tribe, it had displayed unmatched strength.

On its own, it had nearly destroyed a third of Dwarf City; dozens of streets were reduced to ash under its wingspan, and nearly two thousand beastmen became corpses beneath its shadow.

Castro inherited Lide’s spells, and two Mage’s Hands operated smoothly, then he donned the armor once again piece by piece.

That demon that the beastmen feared—the Steel Giant Beast—once again stood before everyone.

Different than before, this time, Castro’s armor was etched with circle after circle of bright silver mysterious patterns.

This made the already majestic and handsome Castro appear even more imposing.

Castro turned its head and dramatically lowered its proud, lofty head towards Lide.

Submitted to the king.

As the creator of Castro, Lide had absolute ownership of the Dawn Bat King.

Under the watchful eyes of dwarves and smiths around him, Lide took two steps forward and placed his hand on the thick armor atop Castro’s skull.

Holy light emerged from him once again.

The humans around him wore expressions of wild fervor, some smith believers even knelt directly.

Worshipping their faith.

Lide, their guardian, the great god of dawn, could not be described in words for his greatness in their hearts.

At that moment, the Divine Power on Lide’s divine panel, which had accumulated over a month and a half, surged into the armor of Castro’s body like a tidal wave, totaling 3300 points.

Swoosh~

A burst of holy light shone as if an angel was descending to the human world, with hymns singing in everyone’s ears.

The mysterious and ancient silver patterns on Castro’s armor were activated at that moment, each one emitting a dazzling sacred light.

At that time, the dark armor also began to change bit by bit, imperceptible cracks were being repaired by the power of faith, and some rough impurities were being cleaned…

The scene was magnificent, as if divine miracles descended from the gods, bathing the land in divine grace.

Even though Valen had seen Lide perform such actions before, he was still shocked.

No one could describe how immense the impact felt when angelic holy power emerged from a dark creature.

It was a shock that shattered all beliefs.

After half a Sunshine Hour.

With only 200 points of faith power left, Lide finally felt that the armor on Castro’s body was saturated.

By then, the sky had completely darkened.

The Mithril-outlined mystical array on the armor of Castro’s body emitted waves of fluctuations, the thick magic power around it was crazily attracted and poured into the armor.

Just then, the clouds in the sky dispersed, revealing a bright moon above.

Radiance overflowed everywhere.

At that moment, a violent tide of magic power swept around them, and the inside of Castro’s armor was like a black hole, endlessly devouring the energy around it.

The night seemed to grant more energy for this transformation.

At a certain moment, a strange sound, like something shattering, rang in everyone’s ears.

Just then, Lide heard the system’s notification.

“Ding, congratulations, you have forged an Extraordinary★Armor and unlocked your personal system space…”

Extraordinary Equipment?!!!

He had actually forged Extraordinary Equipment!!

A hint of ecstatic joy appeared in Lide’s eyes.

Extraordinary, just these two words explained everything.

And he had also coincidentally unlocked the system storage space he had been looking forward to; this was a massive gain.

With an eager heart, he began to check the attributes of Castro’s armor.

Instantly, his mouth smiled so wide he couldn’t close it.

As expected of something Extraordinary, it was truly worthwhile…

PS: Seeking opinions, do you guys prefer large chapters or small chapters… If the large chapters are uncomfortable, I can split them into smaller ones. I’ve started to like large chapters recently, as they are quite satisfying to read in one go.