The first thousand two hundred and ninetieth chapters recast the magic weapon
"Do you know how difficult it is to turn your ideas into reality?" After laughing for a moment, the Ten Masters asked Muria with a serious look. Thinking and doing are two different things. Everyone can have bold ideas.
Yes, but not many can put their ideas into practice.
"I know, so I want to ask for your opinion. Do you think my idea has a chance of success with my current strength?"
"Of course there is, but the probability of failure is greater." After hearing Muria's words, the Ten Royal Lords thought carefully for a while, and then replied.
"It is enough to have the possibility of success. After all, my current background is shallow." Mulia was not disappointed with the master's answer, and was even a little happy.
"Is this determined? If you fail, you will be trapped in this big world and will not be able to escape."
"Ancestor, I will do everything in my power to increase the possibility of my delusion turning into reality."
"Muria, don't expect me or others to help you much in this matter. To become the master of the world, in addition to being able to suppress all native creatures in the world with force, you also have to control all laws.
, to keep the world going.”
"I know, but I can use the power of the three clans to lay a foundation in this big world at the very beginning as the starting point for my whimsical plan."
Facing his ancestors, Muria revealed his plan to take advantage of the situation without any secret.
Titans, giant dragons, and Blazing Sky clans, nearly half a hundred epics have sneaked into this world to collect resources that are beneficial to themselves. Their every move will inevitably have a great impact on this world and set off a shocking turmoil.
Even because of their influence, gods and even epics will fall because of this. And what Muria looked down on before, what was left over after the death of the great beings in this world, he can now take advantage of the situation and accept it all.
"You can only rely on yourself for everything. They can only help you for a while at most. We will eventually leave this world, and you will still have to face everything alone."
"It's enough to get some help when I first lay the foundation. I don't dare to expect more."
Muria is quite open-minded and doesn't think there is anything wrong with such a move. Among the Blazing Gods, the promotion process of some of the Blazing Gods is much more excessive than him.
Most of the worlds chosen by the Blazing Gods as places for promotion are high-quality medium-sized worlds with deep foundations and rich resources. As long as such a world exists for a little longer, it will naturally give birth to beings such as gods.
When faced with these worlds that already have gods, the Chitian Protoss usually collects intelligence. If these gods meet the eyes of their protoss and are classified as good gods according to their standards, they can avoid a catastrophe.
If it does not meet the standards of the Blazing God Clan, then the powerful Blazing God will naturally force its way in, then obliterate it, vacate its position, and clear all obstacles for the descendants of the same race.
In this way, every descendant of the Blazing Heaven basically has no opponents in the process of promotion, and can peacefully understand the laws of the world's operation, and strive to become the master of the world as soon as possible.
Muria naturally does not expect such treatment. Although some changes have taken place in the Titan clan's traditions due to the magic of the devil, it is still generally the same as before. After the void has the power of self-preservation, blessings and misfortunes will come.
It all depends on your own efforts.
Therefore, now that Muria is anointing herself as a god in this big world and plotting to dominate the world, she doesn't expect to get much help from her own people, so she just picks up the loopholes of these epics that just come in to gain benefits.
For example, my own grandfather who fought in the sky and on the battlefield dared to rush to fight with the powerful gods when he saw them. He injured and maimed quite a few gods, and it seemed that he killed some. After he became a god,
Muria could follow him and pick up some things that his grandfather didn't like and he didn't care about before.
If he can gain the devout worship of more than half of the creatures in this big world, then he will naturally become the most powerful god in this big world, and achieving the position of world ruler is basically a certainty, it is only a matter of time.
Of course, Muria knew that this was nonsense. It was simply impossible to make more than half of the creatures in a large world become devout believers. It would be useless for anyone to come.
But it is indeed possible to become the most powerful god in this world, as long as he becomes the god with the most devout believers.
After all, this is a worse world. He does not need to obtain more than half of the divine power in the world. It is enough that the divine power he controls is stronger than other gods.
"Now that you have decided, I won't say anything more. When you come here, you shouldn't just ask me these questions. Is there anything else you want me to help with?"
The Ten Royal Lords looked at Muria with a smile. They saw ancient Titans that had existed for hundreds of thousands of years. What kind of race had they not seen before? I had not met a few Titans who wanted to reach the sky in one step and become the Lord of the Great World.
"Hehe, I do have something to trouble my ancestors with." A rare hint of shyness appeared on Muria's face.
"Tell me about it, you know the rules. I won't help you with some things, you can only fight for them yourself."
"Of course I know this. I don't think it's too much trouble to ask my ancestors. I know I want to go back to Erathia." Muria said the purpose of looking for the Ten Royal Lords.
"What are you going back for?"
"Ancestor, you know that in the previous battle, my dependent legion suffered heavy damage, and all my weapons and armor were shattered. So I want to go back to replenish the dependent legion and recast the weapons."
As if to enhance his persuasiveness, pieces of broken metal appeared beside Muria. These were his nine broken weapons.
"Recast weapons?"
The Master of the Ten Kings glanced at the seemingly large number of weapon fragments around Muria, and was a little surprised. After all, generally speaking, Titans would not melt down their weapons and recast them a second time. They would basically start from scratch.
"Yes, it seems that when I was young, I was frivolous and wild. I got many materials for making weapons and made nine weapons and a set of armor in a row."
"Hahaha, you little guy is also interesting. You can actually endure the pain of forging weapons. Many young titans are not willing to bear it a second time. You actually cast ten pieces in a row. Were you so not afraid of pain at that time?
"
"I'm afraid, but the way I obtained the materials was a bit inappropriate, so I endured it," Muria said with a sneer.
"Then why do you want to melt and recast all the weapons that you endured so much pain to forge now?"
"I was young and had little experience at the time. Now as I have experienced more wars, I found that some of the weapons I forged had duplicate functions and were useless. This was a huge waste in battle. If I had to recast them, I would
It should be able to have stronger combat power."
"That's it!" Master Shiyu smiled, "Then I will send you back."
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In the endless darkness, a metal floating land that pulls billions of energy torrents in the void looks quite dazzling. It stands there quietly, collecting the energy that billions of worlds spill into the void. It looks extremely dull and lonely.
Extraordinary.
This is the Weaponry Hall belonging to the Titan clan. Although it is in the void, its location is unexplorable and inaccessible to other races except the Titan clan.
At this time, on this special building with an extremely flat surface and only a palace in the center, an elegant young man with black hair and golden eyes suddenly appeared. After he appeared, he glanced at the familiar scenery around him with a sigh, and then
He walked towards the only building in the center of the metal floating continent.
As he took a step, his body expanded rapidly and soon transformed into a 100-meter-tall Titan with a thunderous body.
Mulia, who transformed into an adult Titan, walked into the Void Forge Hall and looked at all the furnishings inside. Seeing this place where he had left unforgettable painful memories, the emotion in his eyes became even stronger.
Before he could say anything, streaks of light suddenly lit up in the metal palace, and bursts of sunlight overflowed from it, condensing into a young Titan with a simple face in front of Muria.
"Hephaestus, long time no see, do you still remember me?"
"Muria, of course I remember." The body stared, like the spirit of a real Titan, looking up and down at Muria, "Your aura has actually promoted you to an epic, but after more than a thousand years, this is too fast.
Right! Is the secret technique of the Demon so powerful?"
"Tsk, you know a lot!"
Muria was slightly surprised to see the spirit who controlled the Weaponry Palace reveal his own strength with just one word. Although he saw that the building under his feet was not only forging exclusive weapons for the young children of the Titan clan, but
I didn’t expect that the spirit inside was so extraordinary.
"Of course. Although I can only stay here, I still know a lot about the news from the outside world. I have also heard a lot about you."
The Void Spirit Hephaestus clasped his hands on his chest and looked at Muria, "So, since you forged weapons with me in your childhood, you have never come here again. What is the purpose of coming here this time?"
?”
"Ahem, can't I come to you if nothing happens?" Muria coughed dryly, feeling a little embarrassed.
Although the Void Spirit asked him many times to come and chat with him when he had time, Muria subconsciously avoided this building that left him with painful memories.
"Of course, but how could a guy like you, who hasn't even looked at me for a thousand years, be so kind as to suddenly come back and chat with me after becoming an epic? Tell me the real reason why you came back!"
"Well, actually, I want to recast the weapon."
Muria summoned the Broken Divine Weapon conceived in her body, "I will do something that will determine my future in the near future, so I need more reasonably matched weapons."