Chapter 644: Chapter 429: Two Demigod Artifacts!_1 Chapter 644: Chapter 429: Two Demigod Artifacts!_1 Magic Cottage, beneath the mountain.
The Crimson flas of the Furnace Fire Tower were already raging, with a turbulent fire.
Tuck was quietly scrutinizing the giant forge, the Furnace Fire Tower, that stood more than three hundred ters tall.
Due to the proximity, the heatwaves from the several hundred-degree flas continuously brushed against Tuck’s cheeks.
This Furnace Fire Tower obviously had so years on it.
The surging flas constantly spilled over, having fired the exterior rocks to an iron-red glaze, making the entire tower resemble a red-hot branding iron.
Standing beside Tuck was the Saint Heir of the Three-Eyed God, the almost legendary White-robed Wizard “Saint Reil.”
And this Saint Reil was, astonishingly, the Master Blacksmith who was to forge Tuck’s Demigod Artifact today.
It was only when the Legendary Warrior Taloff inford Tuck that he learned Saint Reil was the so-called Master Blacksmith.
Moreover, Taloff had told Tuck a great deal of information about the nearly legendary Saint Heir, “Saint Reil.”
Saint Reil’s strength was astonishing, and he was highly favored by the Three-Eyed God.
Among the several Saint Heirs of the Three-Eyed God,
Saint Reil was the one the Black Witch Gods Tribunal most wanted to kill.
There were vague rumors that Saint Reil belonged to the Chaos Curse Sequence, not much weaker than Tuck’s own Chaos Sequence.
Without saying much, Tuck guessed that during the ti Saint Reil had bound his Master Seed, he must have attempted to bind the Chaos Master Seed as well.
It was only after failing to create a Chaos Master Seed that he would have chosen the Chaos Forbidden Curse Seed.
Many top geniuses perford similar operations.
Tuck vaguely rembered the battle where the Legendary Warriors had fallen.
The Old Wizard Ogg had been severely injured.
Yet, the White-robed Wizard Saint Reil had only been lightly wounded, even less so than Tuck.
Without a doubt, this man’s strength was absolutely astonishing.
He basically had the foundation to ascend to legendary status, lacking only that one opportunity.
“I need one Demigod Artifact Ring Staff to be forged, and one Demigod Artifact Wizard robe!”
“The offering will be one Demigod Artifact.”
After hearing Tuck’s forging request for the second ti, White-robed Wizard Saint Reil seed to reflect on it.
Monts later, he slowly turned towards Tuck.
“Tuck!”
“The Furnace and Artisan God will likely respond to the Ritual and forge us Demigod Artifacts,” he said.
“But if we were outside, it would be relatively easy for the Furnace and Artisan God to descend in their forging projections,” he added.
“Thus, using that one Demigod Artifact battle shield as an offering to forge two Demigod Artifacts is not only sufficient but leaves an ample part that could enhance the level of both Demigod Artifacts.”
“But here on the Primordial Chaos Continent… things are slightly more troubleso,” Saint Reil stated.
He paused for a mont to look at Tuck, then continued speaking.
“The Primordial Chaos Continent, this entire vast and expansive world, is enshrouded in endless Chaos Black Mist,” he said.
“Chaos Black Mist has the Attribute of annihilating everything, and when its mass and scale are considerable, even Divine Spirits can be suppressed by the ecosystem of the Chaos Black Mist,” he explained.
“Therefore, to cross the thick layers of Chaos Black Mist will make the forging costs of the Furnace and Artisan God rather high,” he noted.
“That battle shield Demigod Artifact offering, I’d estimate, can only forge one Demigod Artifact.”
“Moreover, we are currently in the middle of the God War Period, and different Sequence civilizations are clashing with one another,” Saint Reil further elaborated.
“It seems that the Green Star Clan is also attacking the domain of the Furnace and Artisan God,” he added.
“I’m not too sure if the Furnace and Artisan God will project their arrival,” he admitted.
After listening to Saint Reil’s explanation, Tuck quietly pondered for a mont before softly saying,
“Brother Saint Reil, you just try your best. If it succeeds, that would be great, but if not, then at least we tried.”
Tuck was also aware that summoning the forging projections of powerful Divine Spirits like the Furnace and Artisan God was not sothing that could easily be achieved.
“Alright then, follow !” Saint Reil nodded.
The two imdiately set off, one after the other, heading towards the Furnace Altar at the top of the tower.
No sooner had they landed,
Temperatures of two to three thousand degrees swirled and washed over them.
Tuck’s Shadow State was so buffeted that it beca sowhat thin and hazy.
Tuck quickly changed forms, entering into his innate Star Phase State.
His body outline, dazzling like a constellation gemstone, began to softly shine.
This spectacle caused Saint Reil to look over involuntarily.
“Is this the famous [Constellation Body]?”
“Famous is an overstatent, it’s just sowhat well-known,” Tuck said, waving his hand dismissively.
“Brother Tuck is being modest. The deterrent effect of your Constellation Body is quite astounding,” said Saint Reil.
“Previously, I had hardly heard any information about a Constellation Body, but with the spread of your [Steam Wizard] Sequence, now a wealth of data on this Constellation Body has been unearthed,” he ntioned.
“Now the entire Transcendent World, the academies of the Transcendent, they’ve pretty much all beco knowledgeable about the Constellation Body, enhancing their own Defense and reaching the Master State by ten or even dozens of tis, which is an extrely powerful Divine thods,” he elaborated.
“Many Legendary Warriors have praised your Constellation Body, Brother Tuck,” said Saint Reil, complinting him.
“Brother Saint Reil, you flatter ,” Tuck responded with a light smile.
A mont later,
Saint Reil initiated the Forging Ceremony, beginning to pray for the arrival of the great Furnace and Artisan God’s forging projection.
Rune Mystery surrounded the area, with flas of Origin Energy boiling around the Furnace Altar, like a seething Ocean of Origin Energy Flas.
“Boom, Boom, Boom…”
As ti passed, the whirlpool of the Origin Energy storm gradually took shape.
But the forging projection of the Furnace and Artisan God never did descend.
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