Chapter 410
Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 410
Chapter Title: New Weapon (4)
[Divinity: 1,000,000 consumed.]
Craaaaaack.
“Phew!”
Still not used to wielding divinity, it seemed he’d put a bit too much power into it.
Not only the space of the universe itself, but Absolute Shield and everyone inside it—along with whatever barrier or contraption surrounded it—had all been utterly annihilated.
The entire space had been reduced to scorched earth.
Even the Axe of Will, which he’d channeled the divinity through, was cracked.
All that remained was a massive crater and glittering traces of divinity.
“Uh… divinity?”
[Absorbed fragment of the God of Vengeance’s divinity.]
[Absorbed fragment of the God of Constellations’ divinity.]
[Absorbed fragment of the God of Steel’s divinity…]
These were the spots where the apostles had fallen. The shimmering remnants of divinity there had been absorbed by Rokan.
And these weren’t just any divinity—they carried faint traces of the unique authorities held by their gods.
Which meant they couldn’t simply be absorbed outright.
[Will you absorb the God of Vengeance’s divinity? Absorb / Use]
It was prompting him to choose between absorption or use.
Absorption would convert it into divinity points, but what did use mean? When he lightly touched it with a finger, an explanation appeared.
[Using divinity from a being of demigod rank or higher allows you to reflect the unique traits of that divinity in your own world.]
Reflect? What did that mean? He was curious, but there was no further explanation.
“…I’ll use it.”
It was a shame to waste the divinity he’d already spent, but Rokan chose to use it for now.
The fragment of the God of Vengeance’s divinity then formed into a round orb and was stored in his inventory.
The same went for the rest. He selected use for all of them, then returned to Hainel City.
He wanted to test them right away, but this place was still dangerous. Their preparations might not end here.
“Gonna need some research.”
An unknown realm with no one to teach him.
He examined them slowly, but the item descriptions offered no real insights.
All he had were the notifications from when he acquired them.
What did it mean to reflect them in his own world?
Would it grant him authorities different from his own nature? Or produce some kind of lifeform?
Either way, using them now was too risky.
Rokan’s world, the Nether Demon Realm, was still in its growth phase.
Tampering with it carelessly could lead to uncontrollable consequences, so he decided to hold off. He could always experiment after meeting Gwangpung again.
“Anyway, this pisses me off.”
Confirming all remaining materials had been gathered, Rokan hesitated to return to Fergus just yet.
Shouldn’t he punish those fools who dared bare their teeth at him, even if it delayed the new weapon’s creation a bit?
His Axe of Will had cracked from a single use of divinity, but he had plenty of other weapons—and if need be, he could handle them without an axe. He could smash them over and over.
“Phew, not yet, huh.”
After a moment’s thought, Rokan quickly gathered intel.
Their attack on him might mean they’d targeted or seized his bases too, right?
Unfortunately, nothing like that had happened.
At least not yet.
They might have planned a full invasion after hunting him down.
But the result was the annihilation of the attackers.
He figured they’d be hesitating now. If they weren’t confident they could take him down for sure, poking the bear might backfire.
They should’ve braced themselves the moment they attacked, but perhaps because the first to act gets hit first, there were no further moves detected yet.
So Rokan held back for now. Once things with Fergus were sorted, smashing them would be a breeze.
Instead, he messaged the Korean guild leaders he’d friended, warning them to prepare for any potential invasions.
Leaving behind nothing but deep resentment, he returned to Fergus.
“I’ve got them.”
When Rokan dumped out the requested materials—along with extras that had similar effects—Fergus glanced at him briefly, but that was it.
He loaded them up and dove back into forging. A day later, a roar erupted from the workshop again.
“What the hell—why, why does this keep happening?!”
Crash!
Something shattered once more.
Sure enough, entering the workshop revealed he’d smashed another of his creations.
Brushing it aside, Rokan touched it. Demigod-grade gear again.
He clearly had the skill to produce demigod-grade equipment, so what was the problem?
“What in the world is it? Why do these cursed things keep coming out? The materials are normal. Does that mean I’ve gone mad? No way! If not that, then…”
Whoosh.
Fergus’s gaze shifted.
Toward the massive furnace he was using.
Staring into the flickering flames, he suddenly thrust his hand inside and sensed the energy.
“This is it!”
When he opened his eyes again, they held a strange mix of fury and worry.
“Has something happened to that guy? But why all of a sudden? As long as I’m guarding this place, there’s no way to get inside… There is.”
Fergus suddenly kicked open the door and bolted somewhere.
He looked like a madman, but this was Rokan’s chance.
His veteran instincts screamed it.
Hurrying after him, they reached somewhere on the massive furnace—a vent-like opening.
“As expected…!”
Fergus’s expression turned grave atop it.
After staring for a long while, he turned to Rokan.
“I’ll make your weapon. But in return, can you do me a favor?”
“Of course.”
As if he’d expected it, Rokan accepted the quest with a hidden smile of relief.
Good things come to those who wait, after all.
[Furnace Purification][Quest]
The sage of hammer and anvil, Fergus, requests that you restore his furnace to normal.
Within Fergus’s furnace resides his dear friend and partner, Yankel, the incarnation of pure fire.
Check on him and resolve the issue.
Success Condition: Furnace normalization
Success Reward: Exclusive weapon creation
Failure Condition: Fergus’s wrath, permanent hostility with Fergus
Furnace normalization—the condition was a bit vague, but it didn’t matter. In cases like this, solving it any way possible often made things easier.
“Do I just go in here?”
“You’d turn to charcoal. Wait.”
Even with his transcendent resistance and Kai’s buffs, Fergus didn’t trust Rokan.
He invoked his own divinity, granting Rokan an authority.
[Received Blessing of Tempering.]
[You grow stronger within fire.]
[Defense and resistance increase when taking impact damage in fire.]
“With this divinity, you should last longer than before.”
That wasn’t all. As if he’d anticipated this, he tossed Rokan Gwangpung’s battle axe he’d brought along.
He’d reattached the broken parts and infused it with his power to better withstand Rokan’s wild divinity.
“Then I’ll be off.”
Catching it, Rokan confidently leaped into the furnace.
Searing heat cooked his flesh.
Even with fire resistance over 100% plus Fergus’s blessing, the flames laced with demigod divinity burned hotter than that.
Squeak!
[Elemental Big Bird Kai uses Elemental Barrier.]
It felt stifling, like a sauna choking him, but Kai’s power made even that vanish.
‘This feels familiar somehow…’
Yet inside, there was a sense he’d felt this before.
Red Dragon’s breath?
No. Tetra Elemental’s protection altered his senses somewhat, but this was different.
“Wow, impressive.”
The furnace’s interior was nothing like expected. Like a world made of flame.
Perhaps the demigod inside hadn’t created a separate world but built one right here—it was that vast and grand.
“Huh?”
But the palace at the deepest core looked off. As if attacked from outside, it lay in ruins.
“Kai, let’s go!”
Rokan dropped straight in.
“Ugh!”
Heat poured through the Elemental Barrier.
A shockwave from a massive power surge shook Rokan and Kai.
It was Yankel’s power, infused with fire divinity, erupting.
“What the…!”
Why was this guy, who should be resting comfortably in his kingdom, rampaging? Closed-door training or something?
Pushing against the flames, he delved deeper—and finally spotted Yankel.
Along with a familiar figure savagely biting into him, even as its skin melted away.
“Why is that thing here?”
It was an unknown entity. Displayed as [???] even to Rokan.
Three of the five he’d encountered lay dead. Checking his quest window confirmed it.
[??? Kills: 3/108]
He hadn’t seen any since then, yet three were already down.
Matching the number of burning corpses.
‘They’re only Lv444, though…?’
Still, he couldn’t comprehend it.
How could three mere Lv444s corner a demigod veteran—no, a rotten old-timer like Yankel?
[Fire Incarnation Yankel, Corrupted by ??][Lv499]
Absurd, but that was reality.
Yankel writhed, unleashing flames, but they clung to his fiery body, tearing at it relentlessly.
And the longer it went, the more a pale purple energy spread through him like poison.
A matter of compatibility?
Rokan had swept hundreds alone, yet here they were pushing a Lv499 powerhouse. Unreal, but no time to spectate.
Rokan charged in, swinging his battle axe.
Roar!
But flames blocked him. Recognizing him as foe? Soul-burning eternal flames flicked their greedy tongues.
Squeak!
[Elemental Big Bird Kai uses Tetra Elemental on King of Violence Rokan.]
[Immune to all elemental attacks for a duration.]
Kai timed his creation skill perfectly.
Barely offsetting the force, Rokan reached Yankel.
“Help me!”
Despite striking first, Yankel begged Rokan for aid.
Admitting he couldn’t handle them alone.
“Shatter!”
Rokan was already on it.
Tears in his eyes, he swung the battle axe he’d invested precious divinity into.