Global Deities: My Talent Comes from the Stars

Chapter 68 Wang Zhujian

Consciousness crosses the boundary between the physical world and the divine realm.

As soon as Liang Jiu landed, a shadow fell over his head. The iron box was already waiting near the teleportation point.

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"You big idiot, what are you dawdling about outside for?" Jane moved over in mid-air, and a string of characters lit up on the screen. "We're about to miss a crucial step. If something goes wrong, I won't take the blame. Don't come crying to me then."

Liang Jiu strode towards the blast furnace area at the back of the territory: "I ran into a strange guy, which took up some time. He might be a future opponent."

"Is it easy to deal with?" Jane followed behind, floating up and down.

"It's hard to say." Liang Jiu recalled Su Cheng's appearance. "I couldn't see his hand. It's like he's taken an unconventional path. I don't know what he'll bring out in the God War."

Jane's screen turned into a question mark.

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"Master, if one day you can't beat others anymore, you won't stop me from pursuing a better life, will you?"

"Jane, no one but me will take in a stupid robot."

"I am the great Lady Jane, a woman of both wisdom and strength, not a stupid robot!"

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"Without the [Evolution Hunter], the great Lady Jane can't even speak anymore."

"bad!"

As the two bickered, they arrived in front of the blast furnace.

The forging area has made significant progress compared to a few months ago, with kobold technology gradually transforming the production tools of the Salvation Clan.

The three-zhang-tall furnace was constructed by ramming layers of refractory limestone and black mud mixed with iron sand, with rows of giant wooden bellows added to the bottom. Several Xin tribe members were stepping on the wooden planks and rhythmically pulling the push rods.

A roaring sound came from the duct, forcing a large amount of air into the bottom.

Inside the furnace, orange-red flames raged, with extraordinary flames from the Human King burning fiercely within. With the help of the extraordinary power of the human, the furnace gained heat and temperature control capabilities far exceeding its structural limits.

Xin Zang stood at the very front of the furnace, holding an iron hammer in his hand.

The firelight turned his originally rugged face crimson, and it wasn't just his weapon that was being tempered; his soul and will were also being extended and developed in the firelight.

On the anvil, five weapons of different shapes are in the final stages of forming.

Knife, gun, axe, hammer, sword.

Typical of cold weapons, without any additional design or expansion. Moreover, limited by current molding and polishing techniques, these weapons cannot be considered exquisite.

The metal surface is covered with pitted hammer marks, the pattern is not beautiful, and the edge even has fine burrs.

However, the immense pressure from the metal, which was ahead of its time, and the extraordinary flames preserved the minimum standard of these weapons, giving them a dark, murky black color, proclaiming their greatest difference from ordinary weapons.

Sparks flew as Xin Zang delivered his final hammer blow. He used pliers to pick up the spear and plunged it into a cooling tank churning with murky liquid.

A piercing hissing sound rang out, and white steam rose into the air.

Liang Jiu stood by the furnace, and lines of pale blue text appeared in the void.

Name: Five Soldiers

"Rank: Pseudo-Transcendent First Tier"

"Introduction: Five primordial weapons forged under the leadership of the Salmon Clan."

They were forged from ores from a bygone era, and tempered in a furnace by the power of extraordinary beings. Limited by the blacksmith's craftsmanship, they failed to truly transcend the barriers of the mortal realm, resulting in a simple and unadorned form. However, the hardness of their material and their affinity for extraordinary power far surpass that of ordinary ironware. When used in conjunction with the extraordinary characteristics of their companions, they can unleash unique destructive effects.

"Just one last step." Jane turned around in mid-air, facing Liang Jiu. "It's your turn to step in. Use your divine power to give them their final baptism, you silly master who loves rituals."

Liang Jiu smiled and did not refute.

In the realm of the gods, the birth of all things follows a path of idealism.

Civilization is difficult to explain and explore. Perhaps at the end of civilization, the intelligent species will understand its essence, but this is still too far away for the current Xinzu and Liangjiu.

The existence of the "first" creation carries a weight that transcends the material itself.

Over the long course of time, the emotions of those who come after will continuously anchor themselves to the original source. Those feelings of reverence, glory, or even fear will transform into invisible yet immense nourishment for faith, accumulating and clinging to it day by day.

This is why, in the realm of the gods, the more ancient something is, the easier it is to be shaped by divine power. They are coordinates, and also the carriers that contain the will of civilization.

Liang Jiu looked at the five weapons on the anvil.

Knife, gun, axe, hammer, sword.

The most primitive and purest form of warfare. The marks left by the king and his people, hammering away under the scorching heat.

They are made by humans, embodying human wisdom and effort.

Liang Jiu stretched out his palm and hovered it above them.

Divine power poured forth like a torrent, transforming into a dazzling golden radiance that seeped into the core of the weapon along the rough hammer marks. Within the dark, inky black hue, sacred patterns of light wove into a net, fusing the blood and sweat of mortals with the blessings of the gods.

The text in the void froze, and an additional entry appeared:

"Characteristic: [The First Thing] - As a pioneering creation of civilization, the holder will gain some of the power from past holders and hear their teachings in the unseen realm."

The divine light faded, and the weapons returned to silence, but with an added sense of weight and epic significance.

Liang Jiu transformed into his physical form and looked at the King of the Firewood Clan standing in front of the furnace.

"Salt Storage".

The king composed himself and knelt on one knee.

"These weapons were created by your own hands; they are the weapons of humankind." Liang Jiu's voice echoed in the blast furnace area. "The gods do not undertake the journeys of mortals; I have merely bestowed immortality upon your creations. Take them, and let them find warriors worthy of their weight."

Xin Zang reached into the water with both hands and lifted the dark, long spear. At that moment, the black spear shaft emitted a long, metallic clang, as if his will resonated with the sharpness of the spear tip.

Restless and resistant, until the Buddha's light on Xin Zang's body was activated, revealing countless scenes of fierce battle, the weapon finally acknowledged the weight of the King of Men's soul.

After the spear's agitation subsided, the remaining four weapons on the anvil also reacted.

The knives, axes, hammers, and swords rang softly, and a wave of resistance erupted. But the resistance quickly crumbled, and all submitted, acknowledging the king's right.

Xinzang stared at the spear in his hand, then at the other four weapons. He was able to subdue the Five Weapons because of his status as the Human King and his own strength. But ordinary warriors of the Xin Clan might not be accepted by the Five Weapons.

If they were to be attacked by the weapon, who knows what would happen.

He knelt down to seek divine guidance and inquire about the criteria for selecting the owner of a weapon.

But as far as the eye could see, the blast furnace was empty; the phantom of the god was no longer there.

High above the divine realm.

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"It's clearly just a pseudo-transcendent level one weapon, yet it still has usage requirements. How pretentious," Jian commented from the void.

"I really don't know what my master intends to do by using his divine power to create them."

Listening to the iron box's complaints, Liang Jiu smiled and replied, "In this divine realm, isn't my divine messenger the most difficult to raise?"

Jane's screen flickered and then stopped in mid-air.

"I use my divine power to top up my phone credit every day, making cross-border calls."

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