"No. This task must be perford by Li Aozi, even if it costs him his life, it must be borne by him."
Severston sternly refused:
"You simply don't understand... Erosion is not rely damage, but a manifestation."
"Manifestation?"
"Power cos from responsibility. The heavier the responsibility, the greater the power it endows."
Severston looked at Li Aozi:
"Having endured this suffering, Lord Leoz will no longer be the Cannon Fodder Deity he once was, but will be able to bear the life of the Primordial God Clan."
"You will be eroded, your body transford by the Pathway of Redemption, shattered and reshaped daily under the power of Redemption; every player and Spiritual Warrior connected to the private server, their death and pain, will manifest on you."
"You will bear not only the fate of Leoz as an individual, but the fate of all those who believe in you, follow you, and die for you."
"You will no longer be alone, but you will also bear their suffering. You must watch their deaths inscribe pain on your body, grit your teeth, and roar as you channel your life to the dead, pulling them back from the Nether Abyss."
"Everyone has original sin; to sustain one's life, they exact from nature and plunder materials from the Endless Starry Abyss to maintain their life status— yet mortals need not atone for this."
"No matter what cris mankind commits, what pain they suffer, even death, the Redemption Sprite will bear it on their behalf."
"This is Lai Anding, this is the path of redemption, this is the aning of the Redemption Sprite."
"Lord Leoz, if you can bear this suffering, your rits will be witnessed."
Severston stared at Li Aozi:
"Are you ready?"
The response was a deafening strike.
Clang!
[Blacksmith]'s [Hamr of Hephaestus]
With no superfluous words, Li Aozi's stance was already clear.
With this mandate from the Earth councilor, he struck the decisive blow for the creation of the Starry Abyss Artifact!
Clang!
First, blinding radiance exploded and shot in all directions, piercing the bodies of those nearby, followed by the agitated impact of high-energy particles; the most primitive, pure physical strikes altered the material's attributes, the densely packed particle structure silently and swiftly oscillated, rearranging and recombining.
Crack!
A violent wind rose above the First Sequence Town, the world emitted anxious wails, the birth process of this Mythical Creation causing real harm to the cosmic space of Border Abyss.
Border Abyss's Will opened its invisible eye, using its supre consciousness to probe the entire cosmos, yet unable to locate where its pain lay.
In its confusion, it felt a shiver, and almost instantly, all Half-God Feng Qings received a task to investigate that pain.
But now, the demigods were busy battling the mysterious secrets and did not care to engage.
In this strange turmoil and calm, Li Aozi wielded the nonexistent hamr, striking and smithing this heart.
Fierce flas coiled around his hand, ether filled his veins, his spirit and soul entirely infused in mastering the Authority.
Feeling the subtle transformations, savoring the delicacy of materials, making them grow naturally like flesh and blood.
It seed simple, but once truly hands-on, Li Aozi found the process extrely difficult, a slight oversight leading to material destruction.
And this heart, of which there was only one in the world.
—I can do it.
"Eh?"
Oshen was taken aback, looking around:
"Who is speaking?"
—We can do it.
Severston's eyes gazed forward.
He could clearly see that as Li Aozi was fully absorbed in the smithing, tall figures clad in armor with calm gazes appeared behind him, discussing Li Aozi.
He could understand English, distinguishing the low-murmured exchanges of the humanoid Earthlings.
"He has a passionate heart, unchanging."
"I can feel, though his origin is humble, he has the spirit akin to Lichi Peak."
"What do you an by a humble origin... Which generation of [Blacksmith] was not chosen from workers, students, farrs, and the military?"
"Indeed, we look down upon those bureaucrats and aristocrats sitting high above in their offices, never gracing the frontline."
"A man forges like iron, tempered to steel, with a heart as strong as iron, unyielding."
These people... are they the [Blacksmiths] of generations past?
Severston looked at them in amazent, yet those [Blacksmiths] seed not to see the once lofty [Raiding] Chief God.
Among the [Blacksmiths], one stood out, burly, with a precious sword made of mountain bronze at the waist, horns on the head, taciturn, and deeply impressed Severston.
Because that one was the first-generation [Blacksmith], who once led troops to invade the [Ravaging Universe], finally defeated and repelled by Li Aozi, even slain by Li Aozi himself.
Yet even facing an enemy, the first-generation [Blacksmith] looked at Li Aozi with eyes full of satisfaction.
Their gaze focused entirely on the struggling Li Aozi, the Cannon Fodder Deity.
"He is truly a natural blacksmith, I've never seen anyone so talented. Using [Hamr of Hephaestus] for the first ti, even as a Starry Abyss person, he can reach such a level."
"Li Aozi, he is a true [Blacksmith], self-taught in the art of forging."
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