β-Grestan-123 Plane System/The Fire Seat of the Gods
"You said you wanted to make a bell?"
Molten Hammer - God of Blacksmiths - Grisal lowered his head and looked at the extremely small orange cat below and asked slowly.
"Meow."
The orange cat nodded, and the communication between the divine beings was not limited to words.
Of course, this still gave Grisal a slight sense of déjà vu.
This vicious guy...
Grisar thought secretly in his divine consciousness.
He knows the other party's true form, enough to occupy this throne city.
The current appearance may just be due to some bad thoughts of the other party.
It is known that cats have an extra 10 talent in fishing...
Of course, after these thoughts were born, He wrapped them in fire.
After all, the guy in front of me has never been very tolerant...
Although He is not cruel, Grisal is not very willing to provoke Him.
Probably not discovered...
Grisal glanced calmly at the orange cat nestling on a pile of straw that he got from nowhere.
He was a little unsure. It was said that this cat had a terrifying sense of revenge.
In some areas there is even a new legend of a multiverse artifact circulating:
It is said that one day, on the tallest branch of the Emerald Elder, the miraculous light of the multiverse fell.
It scorches the elder's bark and brings pain and new life.
So, the elder mixed the skin and blood together to create a great book page that could record all the elder's enemies.
They called it "The Great Emerald Elder's Book of Sacred Vengeance."
Grisar thinks they are quite leisurely...
"Is the bell..."
Grisal of the main thread fell into deep thought, and the power of the furnace tempered those inspirations and knowledge into light in front of him.
"I think you're obviously not looking for me to make a delicate musical instrument."
"I'm better at guys who are heavy, clumsy, and tough..."
Grisal shook the huge blacksmith's hammer next to him. He seemed a little unclear about Yi Chun's purpose.
"Meow."
Yi Chun meowed, and suddenly the air in front of him condensed into a ball.
Their particles undergo some kind of permanent change and exhibit a faint glow of emission lines.
Under the intricate aggregation of many particles, they outline the vague form of Arnold.
Grisar was stunned, and he instantly understood what Yi Chun meant.
"On a technical level, it's a bit complicated..."
Grissar pondered for a while, and then said this.
If it is just a simple, huge material level.
Then, it can be completed through many technical operations.
Of course, the larger the material level, the greater its overall energy.
Relatively speaking, more resources are consumed for processing.
And Anold is not just a material plane, it is a complete plane.
That is: sub-planes such as the spiritual plane exist outside the material plane.
This is not just a matter of material carrying, it also requires consideration of more factors.
"But, I have another way."
Grisar turned around and groped in the void behind him.
After throwing out some broken old hammers, huge rusty sword hilts and other random things, Grisal finally took out an irregular ore that was only the size of his palm.
"Simple and crude, but I don't like it..."
"Because it's difficult to repeat."
Grisar scratched his head and said to the orange cat below.
"Aretha's Cosmic Miracle Stone—those mages always like to come up with weird, smelly, and long names."
"That's just a stone..."
"It works great, yes."
"But I don't like it that much..."
"People always think that Grisal will like those rare and rare minerals, but they are wrong."
Grisar weighed the irregular ore in his hand twice, and then said slowly.
Yi Chun shook his tail but did not respond.
He sensed the irregular ore in Grisal's hand, and the wonderful components in it were indeed something he had never seen before.
As an entity with particles as its basic unit, it creates an entire plane of existence.
Yi Chun has a deep enough understanding of matter itself.
Of course, this understanding is not cold academic, but perceptual and subjective.
This is also the reason why Yi Chun can create a plane instead of just forming a physical world.
The world can be completely rational and pure.
But a complete plane is rarely like this.
Just like a living life, it does not just have organs that perform many functions.
There is also a mind that is not bound by anything and a free soul.
Its clarity, which can sparkle with spiritual light, is filled with endless variables.
So, this thing is pure material?
Yi Chun's eyes widened, trying to analyze the irregular ore in Grisal's hand.
But soon, Yi Chun gave up this move.
Because he found that the composition of that thing conflicted with the basic logic of matter.
To put it simply: the many particles that construct its current form cannot be condensed in the normal world.
This made Yi Chun instinctively think of certain qualities of the Twisting Void.
However, it was quickly rejected by Yi Chun.
The creation of the void cannot be so stable...
Their madness is far more outrageous than the goblins' craftsmanship.
"This is the product of a cosmic miracle."
"That's what they said..."
"I can't figure it out anyway, that's what they always say..."
Grisar muttered.
"We have no previous dealings, and I don't like to be in arrears, let alone being in arrears."
"if you are willing to……"
"I want to ask you for a promise..."
Grisar leaned down and stared at Yi Chun, who was insignificant to him, and said.
His expression became slightly more solemn, probably trying to make the atmosphere more serious.
And all this disappeared in the next moment when the orange cat meowed...
"Well, you are a really nasty guy."
"Don't hold grudges - Grissar is an honest guy, everyone always says so..."
Grisar sat down, probably bending over a little, which made the old blacksmith quite uncomfortable.
"I have some followers..."
"Oh! God knows why they follow a blacksmith."
"Blacksmiths don't need faith, they just need a hammer."
Grisal seemed to be complaining a little, he was not too keen on faith.
After all, he is also an ancient god.
"I once accidentally fell into the conspiracy of a divine system, which made my followers get involved in this muddy mess."
"Not so good memories..."
"I hate conspiracies, those disgusting bugs."
Grisar looked at Yi Chun:
"They are not so picky, even if it is a world in a bell..."
