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The forger's soot-covered fingers dug deep into Xingjian's shoulders, but his voice was unusually clear:

"I will never...let those Amazons destroy you."

Xingjian's throat suddenly tightened.

Even though he didn't understand why they suddenly had to go to war with the Istar Familia, Welf chose to unconditionally trust the Lord God's judgment and chose to protect his best brother.

In order to prevent his best friend from becoming a plaything of the Amazons, this man who hates the magic sword is pushing his own limits!!!

"Hakiwei, you bastard..." Xingjian's voice trembled a little, but he punched Welf's chest hard with his fist, "You are really nice!"

The firelight from the furnace illuminated the two young men, stretching their shadows very long. Before the coming storm, this was an oath of iron and fire.

……

Adventurer's Guild.

"The God Hermes himself served as a witness?"

The guild staff had solemn expressions on their faces, and the documents in their hands piled up like a mountain.

"This war game was approved so quickly, it almost seems like... it was premeditated."

"Shh! Don't talk nonsense. The bigwigs above have obviously acquiesced."

"But if the Hephaestus Familia wins, the assets of the Ishtar Familia will be swallowed up, and the power of Happy Street will be completely reshuffled..."

"And if Ishtar wins, the Hephaestus family's forging technology might be plundered..."

The staff looked at each other, and finally, someone whispered:

"This war game...I'm afraid it will change the landscape of Orario."

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Time flies, on the eve of the war.

The tavern was bustling all night long, gamblers were betting wildly, adventurers were arguing endlessly, and merchants were smelling the scent of huge profits.

Freya stood on the top of the Tower of Babel, looking down at the bustling city, a meaningful smile on her lips.

No one sleeps in Orario.

Day 7, the day the war game begins.

When the first ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds, Hephaestus was dripping divine blood onto Hoshimi's naked back. Dark red divine words flowed across the boy's skin, eventually solidifying into a metallic-shimmering ability value.

Star Viewing

Level: Lv.3

Race: Human

Affiliation: "Hephaestus Familia"

Age: 17

·【Ability Value】

Strength: D523

·Durability: E453

Dexterity: D576

Agility: D555

Magic: B762

Magic: [Dimension. Blue Fat Man's Fantasy Corridor]

·Skill:

【Synchronous Breathing】: Normal magic power continues to rise.

[Adversity Paradox Engine]: Increase luck value in adversity.

Observer Effect

·All ability values ​​exceed the normal limit

Increases the normal recovery rate of mental strength by 10~15%

Increase the power of normal attack items by 10%, and increase the power of items in adverse situations by 30%.

· ????? ????? (undeciphered)

Fate's Pull

·Anti-female Noble Phantasm, special attack against girls of other races.

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This was the first time that Xingjian updated his ability value after being promoted to LV3. Almost ten days had passed since then, and Xingjian had already raised his ability value to D level. The main reason for such a fast improvement was due to the violent training of the three female cadres of the [Loki Familia] (Ais, Diona and Dione) in the [Canned Food Studio].

The rising sun dyed the lava-lined stone walls golden. Outside the Volcano Pavilion, the sound of the assembly horn resounded through the sky.

Xing Jian took a deep breath, feeling the surge of power within him. Those stats on his ability panel that hadn't yet reached S would have an opportunity to leap forward on the battlefield today.

Behind Hoshimi, Tsubaki, Welf, and the other adventurers from the Familiar were all ready. At the rear of the group, the only green-haired elf girl from the Familiar gently stroked the hilt of the Stardust Sword, the magical power unique to the elves flowing through her fingertips.

Today, as a formal member of the Hephaestus family, Liu will let the entire Orario witness what "justice" is in protecting important people.

The morning breeze blew, lifting the loose hair on Xingjian's forehead.

Xingjian finally looked back at the Volcano Mansion where he had lived for many years, and suddenly became full of anticipation for the upcoming war game.

After all... there are so many people fighting for him.

This thought brought an unprecedented warmth to Xingjian's chest, hotter than the flames of a furnace.

………………

That is the vicissitudes of life left by the giants of history.

On this isolated island surrounded by an emerald green lake, crumbling stone pillars stand like silent guardians, mottled cobblestone paths wind their way, and tilted arches, millennia in the wind, still stand stubbornly, bearing witness to the passage of time. As exposed soil and rocky outcrops gradually give way to vegetation, this ruined site, a cemetery and temple, is slowly returning to the embrace of nature, its grandeur tinged with boundless loneliness.

"Osa City Ruins".

This magnificent ruin is located northwest of Orario, nestled within the crater lake of the Bio Mountains, and serves as the setting for this war game.

This ancient fortress, sleeping in the crater lake northwest of Orario, was once an important stronghold for humans to fight against the "Big Hole" monster two thousand years ago.

This place has a unique geographical environment: inexhaustible lake water and natural lake wall barriers, allowing residents to establish a self-sufficient city-state with their half-elf and half-dwarf allies. Until the sudden attack of flying monsters ended its prosperity.

Today, the remains of winding city walls and watchtowers can still be seen on the irregular oval island.

Amidst the undulating terrain, the crumbling buildings vaguely retain the outline of the former city. The most magnificent relic on the west side is undoubtedly the complex known as the "Temple."

In ancient times when the gods had not yet descended, people who were plagued by monsters worshipped fictional gods here.

Legend has it that this land has a deep connection with "immortal spirits" and the temple of "God's House" is full of various statues. Interestingly, among the many objects of faith, there is also a female deity in charge of beauty.

"The wind howls, the clouds drift, but as you can see, the sky is clear! Even on this mountain battlefield, where the weather is unpredictable, today is a good day to start the battle! Good morning everyone! I'm the live commentator for this war game! I'm Ibri Achar, a talking fire mage from the Ganesha clan! Nicknamed Fire Inferno Flame. The rest of the story is omitted!

"I am Ganesha!!"

"This time, the commentator is also Lord Ganesha—"

Far away in Orario, the scene at the Osa ruins was reflected in a "mirror." A "divine mirror" with broadcasting capabilities had been installed, and the battle was being broadcast live under the leadership of the Ganesa family of the Urban Military Police.

Because it was a large-scale clan war game, the city was silent and hushed. Whether it was the adventurers in the bar, the people who came to the street to watch the broadcast of the [Divine Mirror], or even the gods gathered in the skyscraper facility (Tower of Babel), they all had solemn expressions before the game began.

"See? Did you see that? The Hephaestus blacksmiths have already landed from the east! Miss Tsubaki, the leader of the Hephaestus clan, is so eager to fight..."

The commentator suddenly fell silent.

The camera panned to the west coast, where the Amazon warriors of the Istar Familia stood in silent formation. Each Amazon warrior's brown eyes held a rebellious rage. When the camera panned to the leader of the Istar Familia, his toad-like features made the entire Orario population gulp in agreement...

"Burn! Everyone in Orario!"

The fire magician Ibri Achar continued:

"Today we will witness an epic clash between the flames of the forge and the blood of the Amazonian Berserkers! The [War Games] between the [Hephaestus Familia] and the [Ishtar Familia] have officially begun! As for the theme... to be more precise, the competition is the God-Seeking Game!!"

Ibri, the fire mage in charge of broadcasting in the front yard of the guild headquarters, shouted while clutching a magic stone megaphone with one hand:

"The rules are simple and straightforward! Simply put, the one who finds the other god first wins. Our beloved goddess of forging, Hephaestus, and the beautiful goddess of war, Ishtar, are currently hiding somewhere in the ruins!"

"I am Ganesha!"

"As Lord Ganesha said, this isn't just a simple game of hide-and-seek! It's a free-for-all brawl where the two sides meet on a narrow road, ready to hinder or even fight each other! To protect one's own deity or to find the enemy's, this will be a bloody battle, a battle where the survival of the clan is at stake, and countless weapons will be destroyed!"

………………

East side of the Osa City Ruins.

Broken lava tubes lay on the ground like the skeleton of a giant dragon, and warm forging tables were scattered on the mottled stone road.

This was once the core of the ancient forging area, and now it has become the most ideal stronghold for the Hephaestus family.

The towering basalt walls form a natural fortification, and the sulfur mist seeping from the cracks in the ground becomes the best natural barrier.

Tsubaki stepped on the cracked anvil, sparks flying from the metal sole of her boot hitting the stone. "Listen up! Those crazy women outnumber us 1.5 to one! There are at least thirty Level 3 combat whores alone (60 total), while we only have 26 Level 2 combatants or above (the rest are Level 1). This is an all-out war, so be prepared."

Welf silently untied the cloth bag on his back, and more than a dozen glowing magic swords revealed their true appearance in the morning light.

The magic sword forging technique inherited from the Crozo family was fully demonstrated in these weapons. The magic patterns flowing on the swords were like living things, and just by placing them on the stone platform, the surrounding air was slightly distorted.

"Sorry...that's all I had time to finish."

Welf’s cracked lips were pressed into a thin line. Each of these swords had drained his energy, leaving burn marks on his fingertips.

"That's enough, little brother. These [Krozo's Magic Swords] are enough to give those Amazons a hard time!" Tsubaki laughed and patted Welf on the back. Then he turned to the other fighters, "Each of you take a magic sword, then check all your equipment. The battle with Ishtar is about to begin!"

On the highest cliff, Liu's green cloak fluttered in the wind.

Xingjian stood beside her, and the two of them looked down at the entire battlefield in silence.

The two aces of the Hephaestus clan were waiting for Captain Tsubaki's orders.

The Forge Goddess sat alone in the base camp, watching the sounds of tactical discussions outside the tent, and in her mind, she deduced three possible outcomes of this [War Game]:

The first possibility: Haruhime betrays Ishtar, and the [Million Treasure Hammer] falls on Ryu.

Level 6 "Gas" will sweep across the battlefield like a green storm, and those Amazons can't even catch a glimpse of her afterimage. Win rate: 100%.

Possibility 2: The fox girl remains neutral, and the two Level 5 adventurers, along with the variable of Hoshimi, are enough to suppress the enemy's main force. Win rate: 70%.

The third possibility: the worst case scenario.

Haruhime refused to rebel and cast the Wanbao Hammer on the [Man Killer].

A LV6 enemy might require two LV5 adventurers working together to resist, and the remaining LV4 and more than 20 LV3 combat prostitutes are enough to tear apart the other members of Hephaestus' family, with a winning rate of less than 10%.

"How ironic..." The goddess smiled wryly, looking at her palm, where the warmth she felt this morning when she updated Xingjian's stats still lingered. "A dignified A-rank clan is actually betting their fate on a fox girl they've never met."

But Hephaestus wanted to believe it.

Believe in the determination in the eyes of the black-haired boy when he talked about Haruhime, and believe in the warmth in his voice when he said, "That child will definitely make the right choice."

"In that case... let the whole of Orario see us, the followers of the God of Forge..."

A blazing flame as hot as a furnace ignited in the goddess's single eye.

“How victory is forged!”

Chapter 113 The wind is blowing, the home of the wind

According to the rules of the war game, the two gods each take a flower and pin it on their chest, and it must not be covered by anything!

Hephaestus's was a pale red iris with a bloom as fiery as lava, while Ishtar's was a gorgeous violet.

The detailed rules are decided by the Assembly of Gods.

If the deity is taken away or lost by the enemy clan (children), the god of that clan will be disqualified from the competition, and the game will be decided.

It is said that the residents of the underworld consider it taboo to harm or kill the gods. Based on this premise, the rule is set to seize the flowers, so directly attacking the gods is strictly prohibited in the competition.

If a god is affected by a "magic" attack and is accidentally sent back to heaven, the family will be disqualified from participating.

In other words, this makes it impossible to take drastic measures such as bombing the entire ruins at the beginning of the war to force the two gods out.

The goal of the [Hephaestus Familia] and the [Ishtar Familia] is to seize the flowers of each other's gods.

Hephaestus solemnly pinned the calamus to a prominent spot on his forged apron, its copper-red petals complementing her fiery red hair. Meanwhile, in the ruins of the western temple, Ishtar had her most favored Level 4 guard, Tammuz, place a violet on her head. The flower rested just above the ravine of her ample breasts, trembling dangerously with each breath.

The sound of war drums in the distance suddenly resounded through the sky, startling a group of crows that lived in the ruins. Their black wings swept across the emerald lake, like dust floating on the chessboard of fate.