The news that the lord of Pondenorlin City could be slain spread quickly, drawing in a flood of players with noble titles. However, only a handful dared to make a move. Everyone knew there was only one chance to challenge the boss. Rushing in first to chip away at its health would only serve to benefit soone else in the end.
For the top-tier players, securing a noble title by completing the quest beca the priority. Even though challenging Bibienne ant a high chance of becoming cannon fodder, it was clear that in the later stages, guilds eyeing Pondenorlin City would be willing to spend a fortune hiring players to grind down the boss's health.
"Demon Emperor is using a world shout to rally players against Bibienne. Does he seriously think he can steal the kill?"
"Heh, that's a dangerous gamble. If Demon Emperor actually manages to take over Pondenorlin City, he'll have a reckoning coming."
"If another player takes it down, challenging the player lord afterward will be much easier."
The mbers of Godslayer chose to sit back and watch, letting the other players struggle. They had no intention of letting their prize slip away.
"Cut the chatter. Let's go!"
Dozens of magic warships surged toward Pondenorlin. Without hesitation, Madman unleashed [Hellfire Burn].
"Holy shit, that's a Forbidden Curse?! No way!"
"Good thing the Golden Dragon Knights and other NPCs on the arena platform are in invincible mode. If that Forbidden Curse landed, no one would survive!"
A massive mushroom cloud rose over the horizon.
The entire city of Pondenorlin trembled as if the apocalypse had arrived.
The NPC warships, fragile as paper under the might of the Forbidden Curse, were obliterated in an instant. More than half were reduced to nothing.
The guild leaders, including Demon Emperor, felt a chill down their spines. Any hidden sches seed utterly ridiculous in the face of such overwhelming force.
But the temptation of ruling a major city was too great. They had no choice but to feign ignorance and push forward with their plan—right under Godslayer's nose.
Orson descended into the underground treasury.
The layout was unexpectedly intricate, a maze of twisting tunnels that stretched endlessly.
Even after running through the dimly lit passageways for over ten minutes, there was still no sign of the so-called treasury.
He frowned and picked up his pace.
"What the hell? Feels like I've already left Pondenorlin City's borders…"
Another half-hour passed before he stopped. His map showed he had unknowingly traveled all the way to the border between Pondenorlin City and Purple Thunder Fortress.
"No way… Did Cain's descendants have rat DNA or sothing? Why the hell did they dig this deep just to hide so treasure?"
Suppressing his frustration, he pushed onward.
Just as he was about to lose patience, the tunnel suddenly opened up into a spacious, dark chamber.
A fireball ignited in his hand, illuminating the space.
"Wait… this is a blacksmith's forge?"
He stood frozen in disbelief.
The room was filled with blacksmithing tools—forging hamrs, anvils, magical furnaces—but judging by the thick layer of dust, it had been abandoned for a long ti.
Then he noticed sothing.
A faint trail of dried blood on the ground.
Following the bloodstains forward, he soon ca across a corpse—cleaved clean in half.
His eyebrows furrowed, not out of fear, but curiosity.
A blacksmith's forge hidden inside Cain's treasury… and a dead body right next to it? Sothing wasn't adding up.
[Master Blacksmith · Gray Dwarf Willy]
Inspecting the corpse's details, Orson identified the victim.
Even among NPCs, achieving the rank of Master Blacksmith was extrely rare. Players wouldn't be able to reach that level until at least two years into the ga.
The Gray Dwarf Tetevi, who successfully forged the legendary Heavenly Fire Set, was only considered an Expert at best.
But above Master-level stood the Grandmasters, the true legends of smithing.
And the sole requirent to beco a Grandmaster? The ability to forge Forbidden Magic-tier equipnt.
Orson felt a chill.
Behind Willy's corpse, a massive sword scar had nearly split the entire chamber in two.
Clearly, this single strike had ended the Grandmaster Blacksmith's life.
Just then, a faint glow emanated from beneath the forge.
Orson knelt and reached in.
[You have obtained: Armor Fragnt]
[You have obtained: Weapon Fragnt]
[Item Description: Fragnts of the divine material Archaic Star Iron.]
[Item Description: A failed forging attempt.]
Orson's heart pounded.
These star-like fragnts were exactly the god-tier materials he had been searching for.
In that instant, he understood the truth.
Cain had imprisoned this Grandmaster Blacksmith, forcing him to craft Forbidden Magic-tier equipnt—or perhaps even an Artifact.
But sothing had gone wrong during the forging process.
The equipnt failed, Cain flew into a rage, and executed Willy on the spot.
Orson's eyes glead as he searched the room for more clues.
Eventually, on a workbench, he found two ancient equipnt blueprints.
The parchnts were stained with blood and gri, with nearly half of their details missing—likely the reason for the failed attempt.
Then, two system notifications popped up.
[Incomplete Level 50 Equipnt Blueprint I - Forbidden Magic-tier · Supre Series · Archaic Arcane Blade]
[Incomplete Level 50 Equipnt Blueprint II - Forbidden Magic-tier · Divine Might Series · Archaic Demon Blade]
The two blueprints had completely different styles.
The Supre Series was designed for Mages, yet its main weapon was a sword rather than a traditional staff.
The Divine Might Series was exclusive to Magic Swordsn, its weapon long and massive, bearing a striking resemblance to the God-Emperor's Blade.
In Infinite Dinsions, Forbidden Magic-tier blueprints were practically impossible to obtain in the wild or through dungeons.
Each one that appeared at an auction was sold for astronomical prices.
Yet, Orson had just found two.
[Choose one blueprint to claim.]
Orson hesitated for a mont, then examined the Supre Series description.
[Trait: High Burst Damage, Maximum Output, Increased Critical Rate.]
[This equipnt has a chance to unlock a hidden subclass—Arcane Bladesman.]
Orson's eyes narrowed.
Arcane Bladesman?
Could these blueprints be part of the God-Emperor's lost legacy?
He recalled the Old War Saint's words—that Gaedashiram, the God-Emperor, had mastered both magic and the sword.
This was proof.
Orson smirked and selected the [Supre Series] blueprint.
[Forge success rate: Below 2% (Master Blacksmith).]
"…2%? That's insane."
For anyone else, this blueprint was utterly worthless.
But Orson had one advantage—Heavenly Spirit's Right Eye.
As his right eye glowed, a hidden quest notification appeared:
[Travel to Ashen Lands. There, you will find another bearer of the Supre Series blueprint.]
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