Chapter 158: Chapter 153: Armor Casting (Part 2) Chapter 158: Chapter 153: Armor Casting (Part 2) “You should go back now!”

After Muria absorbed the Staff of the End into his body, Hephaestus’s voice came from all directions. Beneath his feet, energies converged, faintly carrying a familiar pulse of spatial waves.

“Wait a moment!” Seeing the teleportation array being formed beneath his feet, Muria hurriedly called a halt.

“What is it?”

“I need to forge a set of armor.”

“….” After a long silence, the teleportation array under Muria’s feet vanished without a trace.

“Speak up!”

“Do you have any more legendary metal?”

“Yes!” Saying so, Muria took out the imposing and handsome Extraordinary Gundam. The moment “Freedom Gundam” landed, the entire Weapon Casting Hall seemed to shudder slightly.

“Tsk!” A light scattering, the spirit of the Void manifested itself from the gaping hole in the Gundam’s chest, consolidating into a physical body.

The now solid Titan Spirit looked at the remnants of the golden lightning arc left in the hole in the Gundam, clicking its tongue in marvel: “Legendary Titan’s Thunder. Moreover, the residual aura on it is very close to yours, so, young Titan, you’ve really stolen your parent’s possessions.”

“How can taking what’s mine be called stealing?” Muria retorted with a dark face, “Just tell me, will the legendary metal refined from this demonic Goliath be enough to forge a suit of armor?”

“Of course!” Hephaestus reached out and touched the wrecked Gundam in front of him, showing a hint of surprise, “There is more than enough.”

“That’s good!” Muria sighed in relief, he was always worried that there wouldn’t be enough legendary metal. Now that a professional had answered his question, he felt much more reassured.

“Please go ahead and smelt this Goliath now.”

“That’s a trivial matter.” The spirit of the Void lifted its hand and pointed, the floor under the Gundam overflowed with light that lifted it, and then threw it into the Eternal Flame.

“Young Titan, I’d like to ask, aren’t you worried that your father or your mother will hold you accountable?” The spirit of the Void looked at Muria curiously, “Such an amount of legendary metal is a considerable resource even for an Epic Titan.”

“What’s it to you?” Muria curled his lips and ignored the spirit of the Void. He took the initiative, stepping forward and climbing onto the altar until he reached the top, watching the “Gundam” in the Eternal Flame that was constantly streaming with melted metal.

These were high-grade extraordinary metals mixed with legendary metals. They couldn’t withstand the temperature of the Eternal Flame, and were the first to melt, separating from the legendary metal.

“Haven’t you thought about how your parents will punish you when they find out you’ve stolen so much legendary metal? At least one of your parents should be a powerful Golden Dragon.”

“My mother is an Ancestral Golden Dragon.” Muria glanced at the spirit of the Void, who seemed to be unwilling to leave his side, and added, “She is a legendary dragon mage.”

“Then you’re doomed.”

“Impossible.” Muria sneered, “She is a Golden Dragon, not an evil dragon, what can she do to me? She can’t kill me to get her legendary metal back.”

“Tsk, you’re still too young, you probably haven’t seen how legendary mages torment people yet.”

“If your mother truly is a legendary Dragon Mage. Then, she has ten thousand ways to punish you for stealing her legendary metals without endangering your life.”

“Ten thousand?” Muria shook his head, silent, a look of disbelief on his face. He believed that a Legendary Mage would have many tricks up her sleeve, but as long as his life was not in danger, he didn’t care what they were.

“When you suffer the consequences, don’t blame me for not warning you.” The Spirit of the Void spoke up, seeing Muria’s unconcerned expression.

“Don’t worry. Before I took her stuff, I was already prepared to face her wrath.” Muria waved his hand dismissively, his gaze fixed on the “Freedom Gundam,” now melted down to a humanoid form by the Eternal Flame.

“Merely being mentally prepared is not enough!”

“I got it, Hephaestus. Hurry up and take out these extraordinary metals, they’re all starting to vaporize.” Muria was visibly in pain seeing the liquefied metal, which was already beginning to vaporize in the fire. These were rare resources after all, and rare resources represented money.

“Young man!” Seeing Muria’s attitude, the Spirit of the Void shook its head and sighed, then drew out all of the liquefied high-grade extraordinary metals from the Eternal Marking Flame. The metal formed into blocks and appeared in front of Muria.

“Good, thanks, Hephaestus.” Seeing the not yet completely cooled metal blocks at his feet, Muria eagerly placed them into the Space Ring, one after another. He felt that these would be of great use in the future.

“The legendary metals have been completely separated from this trash. Now it’s your turn to bleed.”

“Hold on a minute.” Muria stepped back, and behind him, vague figures of nine weapons started to emerge.

“What? Having second thoughts?”

“Do you think that’s possible?” Muria scoffed, then revealed a silver war knife with black patterns in his hand. “Bloodletting, I’ll do it myself. Your methods are too difficult.”

“That’s up to you, as long as you bleed enough.”

Muria took out a crystal bottle and checked it. Only a thin layer at the bottom remained. Most of the life essence had been used up during the forging of the nine exclusive weapons—now only a little was left.

“Glug!” Muria gulped down the remaining Tree Sap, then decisively slashed his wrist on the blade of the Seven Sins. “Pfft!” Golden blood spurted out like a fountain, splattering on the altar, painting the Spirit Runes a pale gold color.

… The process that followed was similar to the previous one. The altar was completely stained golden with Muria’s blood, and the Eternal Flame was also tarnished by his blood, once again becoming pale gold.

The Void Forging Palace vibrated, the Waterfall of Flowing Light turned into a thick pillar of light… Ancient Divine Text emerged from the flames, marking the molten legendary metals…

Then, the altar established a connection with Muria, obtaining his desired armor design, and then, based on this, made modifications to fit as closely as possible to the style Muria wanted.

… Golden armor took shape in the Eternal Flame. A helmet, faceguard, neck protector, shoulder pads, arm protectors, gloves, chest plate, battle dress, thigh guards, shin guards, combat boots, everything was there.

On the back of this suit of armor, there was also a pair of dazzling golden wings that shimmered with brilliant light (the rough appearance of the armor can be referred to as the Gold Cloth of Sagittarius or the Holy Cloth of Pegasus in Saint Seiya).

“It’s time to extract your soul fragment.”

“Hurry it up.” Seeing the nearly formed armor, Muria’s mouth twitched.

“Roar!” With a loud cry full of vitality, Muria, pale-faced, looked at the five-colored, shimmering light orb in the hand of the Spirit of the Void: “This is my soul fragment?”

“Correct!” The Spirit of the Void nodded, then threw the dazzling orb of light into the fire, blending it into the nearly finished armor…

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