Chapter 1290 Recasting the Divine Weapon

"Do you know how difficult it is to turn ideas into reality?" After laughing for a while, the master of the Ten Kingdoms asked Muria with a serious expression. Wanting and doing are two different things. Bold ideas, everyone can do it Yes, but few can put their ideas into practice.

"I know, so I want to ask 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." Hearing what Muria said, the Lord of the Ten Royals thought for a while, and then replied.

"It is enough to have the possibility of success, after all, I have a shallow background." For the master's answer, Muria was not disappointed, and even a little happy.

"That's the decision? If you fail, you will be trapped in this big world and you will not be able to escape."

"Ancestor, I will do everything I can to increase the possibility of my delusion becoming reality."

"Muria, don't count on me or other people to help you in this matter. To become the master of the world, in addition to being able to suppress all native creatures in the world by force, you must also control all laws , 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 of my whimsical plan."

Facing her ancestors, Muria spoke out without any concealment of her plan to take advantage of the situation.

Titans, giant dragons, and blazing three clans, nearly half a hundred epics have infiltrated 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 would fall, and what was left after the great existence of this world fell, and what Muria didn't like before, he can now take advantage of the trend.

"You can only rely on yourself for everything, and they can only help you for a while at most. In this world, we will leave after all. At that time, you will face everything alone."

"It was enough to get a little help when I first laid the foundation, and I dare not expect more."

Morea is quite open-minded, and doesn't think there is any problem with such a move. Among the Chitian protoss, some of the Chitian protoss' promotion process is much more excessive than him.

Most of the worlds chosen by the Blazing God Clan as places of promotion are high-quality medium-sized worlds with deep foundations and rich resources. As long as such worlds exist for a little longer, they will naturally breed existences such as gods.

In the face of these worlds that already have gods, the Chitian Gods generally collect information. If these gods meet their gods' vision and are classified as good gods according to their standards, they can avoid a catastrophe.

If it doesn't meet the standards of the Blazing God Clan, then there will naturally be a powerful Blazing God who forcibly enters, and then obliterates it, vacates the position, and clears all obstacles for the descendants of the same race.

In this way, every Chitian descendant basically has no opponents in the process of promotion, and can feel at ease to comprehend the laws of the world's operation and strive to become the master of the world as soon as possible.

Of course, Muria does not expect such treatment. Although some changes have taken place in the traditions of the Titans due to the occult arts, they are generally the same as before. All on your own.

Therefore, now that Muria is enshrining a god in this big world, trying to become the ruler of this world, she doesn't expect to get much help from her own people, so she picks up the loopholes of these epics that just come in to search for benefits.

For example, my grandfather, who dared to rush to fight the main god with powerful divine power when he saw the gods in the battlefield, he wounded and maimed many gods, and it seemed that there were still some who killed them. After he became a god, Muria can follow him to pick up something that this grandfather didn't like, and he didn't care about it before-the belief of all beings.

If he can gain the pious worship of more than half of the living beings in this great world, then he will naturally become the most powerful god in this great world, and it is basically a matter of time to become the master of the world.

Of course, Muria knew that this was a fart. It was impossible for more than half of the creatures in a big world to become devout believers. It would be useless for anyone to come.

But it is indeed possible to become the god with the greatest theocracy in this world, as long as he becomes the god with the most devout believers.

After all, this is a relatively bad world. He doesn't need to obtain more than half of the divine power in this world, it is enough that the divine power he controls is stronger than other gods.

"Since you have made your decision, then I won't say anything more. When you come here, you shouldn't just ask me these things. Is there anything else you want me to help with?"

The Lord of the Ten Kingdoms looked at Muria with a smile. The ancient Titans that have existed for hundreds of thousands of years, what kind of ethnicity has never been seen, and the Titans who want to ascend to the sky in one step and become the Lord of the Great World have not met a few.

"Hey, I do have one thing I want to bother my ancestors." Morea showed a rare shy look on his face.

"Tell me, you know the rules. I won't help you with some things. You can only fight for them yourself."

"Of course I know this. It's not a troublesome thing for me to ask my ancestors. I know that I want to go back to Erasia." Morea said the purpose of finding the ten rulers.

"What are you going back for?"

"Ancestor, you know that in the previous battle, my family legion suffered heavy losses, and my weapons and armor were all broken. So I want to go back to replenish the family legion and recast the weapons by the way."

As if to enhance his persuasiveness, fragments of broken metal emerged beside Muria. These were his broken nine weapons.

"Reforging weapons?"

The Master of the Ten Kingdoms 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.

"Yes, speaking of it, I was frivolous and mischievous when I was young. I obtained many materials for casting soldiers, 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 casting soldiers. Many young titans are unwilling to endure the second time. You actually cast ten pieces in a row. Were you 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." Morea laughed.

"Then why do you want to melt down and recast all the weapons that were forged after suffering so much?"

"At that time, I was young and had little experience. Now, as I have experienced more and more wars, I found that some of the functions of the weapons I cast were duplicated and could not be used. This is a great waste in battle. If it is recast, I will It should be able to have stronger combat power."

"So that's it!" The Master of the Ten Kingdoms smiled, "Then I will send you back."

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In the endless darkness, a metal floating land that pulls the torrent of billions of energy in the void is quite dazzling. It stands there quietly, collecting the energy that overflows into the void from the billions of worlds, and it looks extremely in the plain and lonely. extraordinary.

This is the Palace of Casting Arms belonging to the Titans. Although it is in the void, its location is undetectable and inaccessible to other races except the Titans.

At this moment, the surface of the building is extremely flat, except for a special building with a palace in the center, a handsome 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 Step towards the only building in the center of the metal floating land.

Between his steps, his body swelled rapidly, and soon turned into a 100-meter-tall Titan wrapped in thunder.

Morea, transformed into an adult titan, walked into the Palace of the Forge of the Void, and looked at all the furnishings in it. Seeing this place that had left him with unforgettable and painful memories, his eyes became more emotional.

Before he could say anything, streaks of light lit up in the metal palace, bursts of light overflowed from it, and condensed into a young Titan with a simple face in front of Muria.

"Hephaestus, long time no see, do you remember me?"

"Moria, of course I remember." The body stared, as if the spirit of a real titan looked up and down at Muria, "Your aura has actually been promoted to epic, but it's too fast after more than a thousand years Right! Is the Heavenly Demon Secret Art so strong?"

"Tsk, you know a lot!"

Seeing that Ling, who controls the Forge Arms Hall, revealed his own strength with a single word, Muria was also a little surprised. Although he could see that the building under his feet was not only for casting exclusive weapons for the young children of the Titan tribe, but I didn't expect the spirit in it to be so extraordinary.

"Of course. Although I can only stay here, I still know a thing or two about the news from the outside world. I have also heard a lot about you."

Hephaestus, the spirit of the void, folded his hands on his chest and looked at Muria, "So, you who have never come here since you were a child to forge weapons here, why did you come here this time? ?”

"Cough, can't I come to you if I have nothing to do?" Morea 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 with a guy like you who hasn't seen me for thousands of years, how could you come back to chat with me suddenly after becoming an epic? Tell me the real reason why you came back!"

"Well, actually, I want to recast the weapon."

Morea summoned the Broken God Soldier conceived in her body, "I will do something that will determine my future soon, so I need a more reasonable weapon."

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